The CEO's Contractual Wife

Chapter 202

Olivia

“Get on the bed,” he ordered, his voice rough.

I obeyed, crawling onto the mattress. Alexander stripped quickly, his eyes never leaving me. When he joined me on the bed, his body covered mine, his weight pressing me into the mattress.

“Been thinking about this all day,” he growled against my neck. “About getting you naked and making you

scream.”

His mouth moved down my throat, teeth scraping over my pulse point. One hand cupped my breast through my bra, squeezing hard enough to make me gasp.

“These tits,” he muttered, unhooking my bra with practiced ease. “So fucking perfect.”

His mouth closed over my nipple, sucking hard. I arched into him, my fingers tangling in his hair. He lavished attention on both breasts, alternating between gentle licks and sharp bites that had me writhing beneath him.

“Alex, please,” I gasped. “Touch me. I need you to touch me.”

His hand slid down my stomach, fingers hooking into my panties. “These are soaked. You’ve been thinking about my cock all day?”

“Yes,” I admitted breathlessly.

“Good girl.” He ripped my panties off in one swift motion, tossing the ruined fabric aside. “Spread your legs. Let me see that pretty pussy.”

I obeyed, my thighs falling open. Alexander settled between them, his eyes fixed on my exposed flesh.

“So wet for me,” he murmured, running one finger through my folds. “So fucking ready.”

He circled my clit with agonizing slowness, building pressure but never quite enough. I bucked my hips, seeking more friction, but his other hand pressed down on my stomach, holding me still.

“Stay still. Let me play with this pussy.”

Two fingers plunged inside me without warning, stretching me. I cried out, my back arching off the bed. Alexander pumped his fingers ruthlessly, his thumb finding my clit.

“That’s it. Get nice and loud for me. Let the whole fucking hotel know who’s making you feel this good.”

hitting that spot inside me that made stars burst behind my eyelids. The

to come on my fingers?” he demanded. “Going to soak my hand

“Yes, fuck, yes!”

Alexander didn’t stop, working me through it until

“Too much,” I panted.

slowed but didn’t stop, keeping

his fingers and brought them to his mouth, sucking them clean. “Delicious.

mouth was on me. His tongue licked a broad stripe

the headboard,” he ordered. “And don’t let go until I tell you

licking and sucking with single-minded focus. His hands gripped my thighs, spreading me wider,

tastes so fucking good,” he groaned against me. “Could

bordering on pain. My hips tried to buck, but his grip was iron, keeping me exactly where he wanted

god,

Give

His tongue never stopped its relentless assault on my clit while his fingers fucked me

his name, my entire body convulsing. Alexander licked me through

to my

the headboard, my arms shaking. Alexander crawled up

over,” he commanded. “On your hands and

trembling limbs. Alexander’s hands gripped

his palm coming down in

my entrance, teasing me with the head of his cock.

I gasped. “Please

can do better

Need you to fuck my

“Much better.”

thrust, burying himself to the hilt. I cried out at the sudden fullness,

hitting spots that made me see stars, pleasure radiating through

I am? No one else will

me now.”

I gasped.

against skin filled the room. One hand left my hip to

rapidly, my pussy clenching around his cock. Alexander felt it, his thrusts becoming more