The CEO's Contractual Wife (Olivia and Alexander) novel Chapter 219

Chapter 219

Olivia

“Alex,” I gasped, my head falling back.

“Love the sounds you make. His mouth descended to my right breast, his tongue circling the nipple before he sucked it into his mouth.

I moaned louder, my hands tangling in his hair. He sucked hard, teeth grazing the sensitive bud, while his hand worked my other breast. The dual sensation had me squirming, pressing my thighs together to ease the ache building there.

Alexander’s free hand slid down my stomach, fingers hooking in the waistband of my thong. “These need to go too.”

He dragged them down my legs slowly, torturously, his eyes locked on mine the whole time. When I stepped out of them, completely naked except for my heels, he made a low sound of appreciation.

“Leave the heels on,” he commanded.

His hands gripped my ass, lifting me. I wrapped my legs around his waist instinctively as he carried me the few steps to the bed. He dropped me onto it, the navy linens soft against my bare skin.

“Spread your legs,” Alexander ordered, standing at the foot of the bed: “Show me that pretty pussy.”

I obeyed, letting my thighs fall open. His eyes darkened as he stared at me, completely exposed and vulnerable.

“So fucking wet already,” he said, his voice rough. “Can see it glistening from here.”

“Your fault,” I managed.

right it is.” He dropped to his knees at the edge of the bed, his hands gripping my thighs to pull me closer.

In tongue ran through my folds in one long, slow stroke. I cried out, my hips bucking off the bed. Alexander’s hands held me down, keeping me pinned as his mouth worked me over.

“Stay still,” he growled against my pussy. “Let me enjoy this.”

He licked and sucked with single–minded focus, alternating between broad strokes and focused attention on my clit. When his tongue circled that sensitive bundle of nerves, I saw stars.

“Oh fuck, Alex, right there.”

“Here?” He flicked his tongue directly against my clit.

“Yes, god yes.

He kept that maddening rhythm, his tongue working my clit while his fingers dug into my thighs. The pressure built and built, my hips rocking against his face as I chased the release hovering just out of reach.

Just as I felt myself approaching the edge, he pulled back. His mouth left me completely, and I whimpered at the loss.

“Not yet,” he growled, his breath hot against my wet pussy. “I’m going to make you fucking desperate first.”

“I’m already desperate,” I protested, trying to pull him back.

Alexander grabbed my wrists, pinning them to the bed beside my hips. “You have no idea what desperate means yet,”

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He released one wrist to trail his fingers through my folds, gathering the wetness there. One finger circled before sliding inside slowly, torturously slowly.

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“Look how wet you are.” he said, pumping his finger in and out at a leisurely pace. “Dripping all over my hand”

“More. I begged. “Please, Alex, more.”

A second finger joined the first, stretching me. He crooked them inside me, finding that spot that made my back arch off the bed.

“Right there?” he asked, knowing damn well he’d found it.

“Yes, fuck, yes”

He worked that spot mercilessly, his fingers curling and stroking while his thumb found my clit. The dual sensation had me climbing fast, my thighs trembling. My inner walls clenched around his fingers, my orgasm building.

Then he stopped. His fingers stilled inside me, his thumb lifting from my clit.

“No,” I whimpered. “Don’t stop.”

“Patience.” He added a third finger, stretching me wider. The burn was delicious, toeing the line between pleasure and pain.

He pumped his fingers slowly, letting me adjust to the fullness. When he curled them again, hitting that perfect spot, I cried

out

“That’s it,” he encouraged. “Take all three fingers like a good girl.”

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