The CEO's Contractual Wife

Olivia

The ride back to the hotel passed in charged silence. Alexander’s hand rested on my thigh, his thumb stroking lazy patterns that made concentration impossible. Every touch felt deliberate, building anticipation.

We barely made it through the suite door before Alexander had me pressed against it, his mouth claiming mine with hard intensity. I moaned into the kiss, my hands clutching his shoulders as he devoured me.

“Been wanting to do this all night,” he growled against my lips. “Watching you in that dress, knowing what’s underneath, driving me fucking crazy.”

His hands found the zipper of my dress, yanking it down in one swift motion. The fabric pooled at my feet, leaving me in just my heels and a black lace thong.

“Fuck,” Alexander breathed, his eyes raking over me. “Look at you.”

Before I could respond, he dropped to his knees and hooked his fingers in my panties, dragging them down my legs. His breath was hot against my pussy, making me tremble.

“Spread your legs,” he commanded.

I obeyed, widening my stance. Alexander gripped my thighs, holding me steady as his tongue found my clit. The first stroke had me crying out, my hands flying to his hair.

“Alex, oh god.”

He worked me mercilessly, his tongue circling and flicking that sensitive bundle of nerves while his fingers dug into my thighs hard enough to bruise. My hips rocked against his face, chasing the pleasure building inside me.

“You taste so fucking good,” he groaned against me. “So wet for me already.”

Two fingers plunged inside my pussy without warning, stretching and filling me. I gasped at the intrusion, my inner walls clenching around him.

“That’s it,” Alexander encouraged, pumping his fingers in and out while his mouth continued its assault on my clit. “Take my fingers like a good girl.”

The combination of his tongue and fingers was overwhelming. I felt my orgasm building, that familiar tension coiling tight in my core.

“I’m close,” I panted. “Alex, I’m so close.”

“Come for me,” he demanded. “Come all over my face.”

I came hard, my legs shaking, only Alexander’s grip keeping me upright as pleasure crashed through me in

waves.

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Before I’d fully recovered, Alexander stood and spun me around, pressing my chest against the door. I heard. his belt buckle, then the sound of his zipper.

door,” he ordered, his voice rough

myself against the solid wood, my heart racing. Alexander kicked my feet wider apart, positioning himself behind

said, the head of his

gasped. “Please, Alex,

the hilt. I cried out at

Each thrust slammed

hand gripping my hip while the other wrapped around

I moaned. “Fuck, yes, just

his cock pounded into me relentlessly. The dual stimulation had me climbing toward

tight,” he panted. “Can feel you getting close again. You

don’t

my clit to grab my hair, pulling my

his eyes, finding them dark with lust and something else I couldn’t name. That intensity, combined with the angle change that had him hitting even

out, my pussy clenching around

groaned, his rhythm becoming erratic. “Milk my cock. Fuck, I’m

as he filled me with his release. We stayed like that for a moment, both breathing

at the loss. When he stepped back, I

before my shaky legs could give

the shower, we washed each other slowly, the urgency gone but the intimacy remaining. Alexander’s hands were gentle

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himself to the hill. I cried out at

to adjust, immediately setting a rough pace. Each thrust slammed me against the door, the sound of skin slapping

hip while the

“Fuck, yes, just like

cock pounded into me relentlessly. The dual stimulation had me climbing toward another orgasm embarrassingly

panted. “Can feel you getting

yes, don’t

my clit to grab my hair, pulling my head

finding them dark with lust and something else I couldn’t name. That intensity, combined with the angle change that had him hitting even deeper, sent

cried out,

becoming erratic. “Milk

thrusts and Alexander buried himself deep, his cock pulsing as he filled me with his release. We

When he stepped back,

up before my shaky legs could give out. “Let’s get