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, his voice rough with

my heart racing. Alexander kicked my feet wider apart, positioning

this,” he said, the head of his cock teasing my

“Please, Alex,

powerful stroke, burying himself to the hilt. I cried out

thrust slammed me against the door, the sound of skin

my hip while the other wrapped around to toy with my clit. “Like being fucked

“Fuck, yes, just

his cock pounded into me relentlessly. The dual

you getting close

don’t stop,” I

hair, pulling my head back.

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

I cried out, my

erratic.

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

slowly, making me whimper at the loss. When he stepped back, I felt his release trickling down

Alexander said, scooping me up before my shaky legs could give out. “Let’s get

shower, we washed each other slowly, the urgency gone but the intimacy remaining. Alexander’s hands were gentle as they soaped my body, a stark contrast to

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want this, he said, the bead of his cock teasing my

gasped. Please, Alex, I need you

hill. I cried out at the sudden fullness, my pussy

thrust slammed me

he growled in my ear, one hand gripping my hip while the other wrapped around to

moaned. “Fuck,

into me relentlessly. The

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

don’t stop,”

my head back. “Look at me

dark with lust and something else I couldn’t name. That intensity, combined with the angle change that had him

out, my pussy clenching around

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

himself deep, his cock pulsing as he filled me with his release. We stayed like that for a

pulled out slowly, making me whimper at the loss. When he stepped back, I felt his release trickling

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