The CEO's Contractual Wife (Olivia and Alex) novel Chapter 192

Chapter 192

Chapter 192

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I lifted my hips to help him slide them down, leaving me in just my bra and panties. Alexander took a step back, his eyes raking over me with unmistakable hunger.

I reached for his belt, but his hands caught my wrists, pinning them to the dresser beside my hips. “Patience.”

Alexander dipped his head to my neck, trailing hot kisses down to my collarbone. His teeth grazed my skin, just hard enough to make me gasp. My hands clutched his shoulders, feeling the hard muscle beneath my fingertips.

“God, you’re perfect,” he murmured against my skin. His hands slid from the dresser to my waist, then upward to cup my breasts. Through the lace of my bra, he squeezed firmly, thumbs circling my nipples until they were painfully hard.

I arched into his touch, wanting more. “Alex…”

“Shh,” he silenced me with a kiss, rough and demanding. His tongue invaded my mouth as his hands unclasped my bra with practiced ease. He pulled back just enough to slide the straps down my arms and toss the garment aside.

His hands returned to my chest, cupping and kneading with growing urgency. His palms were slightly rough against my soft skin, creating delicious friction.

“You like that?” he asked, pinching my nipples between his fingers.

“Yes,” I gasped, squirming on the dresser.

Alexander’s mouth replaced his hands, hot and wet around my right nipple. He sucked hard, then used his teeth, making me cry out. One hand held my breast while his mouth worked, the other sliding down my stomach to the edge of my panties.

I was practically panting now, my thighs instinctively widening to grant him access. Alexander took the invitation, pressing his palm against me through the thin fabric.

“Christ, Liv, you’re soaked already. Is this all for me?”

“Who else would it be for?” I challenged, rocking against his hand.

His eyes flashed with possessive heat. “Good answer.”

In one swift motion, he spread my legs wider and pushed my panties to the side, exposing me to his gaze.

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

I bit my lip as he circled my entrance teasingly, gathering moisture before sliding up to find my clit. When his finger made contact with that sensitive bundle of nerves, my hips bucked involuntarily.

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Alexander began rubbing firm circles, applying just the right amount of pressure. My head fell back against the mirror behind me as pleasure built rapidly.

“Look at me,” he commanded.

I forced my eyes open, meeting his intense gaze.

“That’s it. I want to see your face when you come.”

His fingers moved faster, harder, until I was gasping and clutching the edge of the dresser. Just as I felt myself approaching the edge, he stopped.

“Not yet,” he said, ignoring my whimper of protest. “I want to taste you first.”

Alexander dropped to his knees in front of me, his broad shoulders pushing my thighs even farther apart. He hooked his fingers in my panties and pulled them down my legs, tossing them carelessly behind him.

“Hold onto something,” he warned, a split second before his mouth descended on me.

The first stroke of his tongue had me crying out. He was merciless, licking a broad stripe from my entrance to my clit before focusing all his attention on that swollen bud. His hands gripped my ass, pulling me closer to his hungry mouth.

“Oh my god,” I gasped, one hand flying to his hair. “Alex, fuck!”

He hummed against me, the vibration adding another layer of sensation. Then I felt his finger circling my entrance again, teasing for just a moment before sliding inside.

The dual assault had me spiraling toward orgasm embarrassingly fast.

My thighs clamped around his head as pleasure exploded through my body. Alexander didn’t let up, licking and sucking through my orgasm until I was pushing his head away, too sensitive to take any more.

He rose to his feet, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. His eyes were dark with hunger as he looked at me, disheveled and panting on the dresser.

“Turn around,” he ordered, his voice leaving no room for argument.

On shaky legs, I slid off the dresser and turned to face the mirror. The woman staring back at me looked thoroughly debauched, her hair wild, lips swollen, cheeks flushed with pleasure.

Alexander appeared behind me, his chest pressing against my back. Our eyes met in the mirror as his hands circled my waist, then slid down to grasp my ass.

“Hands on the dresser,” he instructed.

I complied, bracing myself against the polished wood. Alexander’s hands kneaded my ass cheeks roughly, spreading them apart before one hand delivered a sharp smack that made me yelp.

“Sorry,” he said, not sounding sorry at all. “Couldn’t resist.”

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Through the mirror, I watched as he unbuckled his belt and unzipped his pants, pushing them down along with his boxers. His cock sprang free, thick and hard, and I unconsciously licked my lips.

He moved closer, his cock pressing against my ass as his hands returned to my breasts, squeezing and pinching.

“Do you want this?” he asked. One hand slid down between my legs, fingers parting my folds to circle my still- sensitive clit.

“Yes,” I breathed, pushing back against him.

“Say it,” he demanded, teasing my entrance with the tip of his cock. “Tell me what you want.”

“I want you,” I said, meeting his eyes in the mirror. “I want you to fuck me.”

Alexander’s smile was predatory. “Good girl.”

He positioned himself at my entrance, rubbing the head of his cock through my wetness. I moaned at the teasing contact, trying to push back to take him in, but his hand on my hip held me firmly in place.

“We’ve already done the tests,” he reminded me, his voice strained with restraint. “You still on the pill?”

“Yes,” I nodded quickly. “Please, Alex. I need you.”

That was all the confirmation he needed. With one powerful thrust, he buried himself inside me to the hilt.

“Fuck!” I cried out, the sudden fullness overwhelming.

“So tight,” he groaned, gripping my hips. “So fucking tight around my cock.”

He gave me only a moment to adjust before pulling almost all the way out and slamming back in. The dresser rocked with the force of his thrust, and I braced myself more firmly against it.

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