The CEO's Contractual Wife

Alexander set a punishing pace, each thrust driving me forward. In the mirror, I could see the concentration on his face, the way his muscles flexed with each movement. His eyes were locked on where our bodies joined, watching his cock disappear into me over and over.

“Look at that,” he said, following my gaze to the mirror. “Look how well you take me.”

One hand slid from my hip to between my legs, finding my clit and rubbing in time with his thrusts. The other moved up to tangle in my hair, pulling my head back.

“You feel so good,” he growled in my ear. “So fucking good around my cock.”

I loved hearing him talk like this, so different from his usual controlled demeanor.

“Harder.” I begged, pushing back to meet each thrust. “Please, Alex, harder.”

Alexander obliged, his hips snapping against mine with more force. The sound of skin slapping against skin filled the room, punctuated by our moans and gasps.

“You want it harder?” he panted. “You want me to fuck this pretty pussy harder?”

“Yes,” I moaned. “God, yes.”

He released my hair to grip both my hips, using the leverage to pound into me even more forcefully. The angle changed slightly, allowing him to hit a spot deep inside that had me seeing stars.

“There!” I cried out. “Right there!”

Alexander kept his aim precise, hitting that perfect spot with every thrust while his fingers continued their relentless assault on my clit. I was climbing rapidly toward a second orgasm, my inner walls clenching around him.

“That’s it,” he encouraged, his voice strained..

My second orgasm crashed through me with such intensity that my knees buckled.

around my waist, holding me up as

never faltering. “Fuck, your pussy gets so tight when you

my brain short–circuiting from the overwhelming pleasure. Alexander’s thrusts became more erratic, his breathing harsh against my

his voice strained. “Tell me where

with how desperately I wanted it. “Inside

a guttural roar, Alexander slammed into me one final time, his cock pulsing as he came. His body covered

his hot breath tickling my

back to admire the mess we’d made. “Look at

mirror: hair wild, lips swollen, skin flushed and glistening with sweat. His release

look thoroughly fucked.” I admitted, trying to steady

pressed a surprisingly tender kiss to my shoulder. “Come on, let’s get cleaned

adjusted the temperature before guiding

that tomorrow,” he commented, watching me wince slightly

it.” I replied, letting the water cascade

stepped in behind me, his hands immediately going to my shoulders to massage the tension from them. “Definitely worth

slowly, the urgency gone, replaced by a comfortable intimacy that felt

think I can move,” I confessed

In one smooth motion, he scooped me up and carried me to

told twice. As soon as my head hit the pillow, I felt myself drifting off, vaguely aware of Alexander sliding in beside me and pulling me against his

Liv,” he murmured

Alex,” I mumbled, already half

coffee. Alexander sat on the

he said, offering the coffee. “How

soreness between my legs.

then.” He smirked, looking far too