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.

he ordered,

the solid wood, my heart racing. Alexander

the head of his cock

“Please,

thrust in with one powerful stroke, burying himself to the hilt. I cried

didn’t give me time to adjust, immediately setting a rough pace. Each thrust slammed me against the door, the sound of skin slapping

in my ear, one hand gripping my hip while the other wrapped around to toy with my clit.

“Fuck, yes, just like

pounded into me relentlessly. The dual stimulation had me

“Can feel you getting close again. You going to come on

don’t stop,”

clit to grab my hair, pulling my head back. “Look

I couldn’t name. That intensity, combined with the angle

I cried out, my pussy clenching

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

deep, his cock pulsing as he filled me with his release. We stayed like that for a moment, both breathing hard, his body

whimper at the loss. When he stepped back, I felt

before my shaky legs could give

Alexander’s hands were gentle as they soaped my

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the door be ordered, his

the solid wood, my heart racing Alexander kicked

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the bead of his

it, I gasped. Please, Alex, I need you inside

in with one powerful stroke, burying himself to the hill. I cried out at the sudden fullness, my pussy

pace. Each thrust slammed me against the door, the sound of skin slapping

my hip while the other wrapped around to toy with my clit.

moaned. “Fuck, yes, just like

circles while his cock pounded into me relentlessly. The

he panted. “Can feel you

yes, don’t stop,” I

hand left my clit to grab my hair, pulling my head back.

something else I couldn’t name. That intensity, combined with the angle change that had him hitting even deeper, sent me spiraling into

out, my

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

more thrusts and Alexander buried himself deep, his cock pulsing as he filled me with his release. We stayed like that for a moment, both breathing hard, his body covering

loss. When he stepped back, I felt his

up before my shaky legs could