The CEO's Contractual Wife
Los Angeles 106
bChapter /bb106 /b
Olivia
bThe /bbdays /bblended together in a haze of sun, sea, and Alexander’s touch. Every morning, I woke to either his arms around me or the smell bof /bbcoffee /band breakfast he’d arranged.
b“/bMorning, beautiful,” Alexander murmured against my ear one morning, his hand trailing down my stomach.
I stretched, feeling pleasantly sore from the night before. “What time is it?”
“Does it matter?” His fingers dipped lower, making me gasp. “We have nowhere to be.”
Larched into his touch. “I’m still half asleep.”
“Let me wake you up properly.” His fingers circled my clit with expert precision. “Fuck, you’re already wet for me.”
“What can I say? My body knows what it wants.”
We spent that morning tangled in the sheets, Alexander bringing me to orgasm twice with just his fingers before finally sliding inside me. The way he watched my face as he thrust into me, like he was memorizing every expressionb, /bmade something flutter in my chest that I wasn’t ready to examine.
After we showered (separately, since showering together always led to activities that made uste for breakfast), we joined Miguel on the terrace.
“Any ns for today, Mr. Carter?” Miguel asked as he poured fresh orange juice.
Alexander looked at me, one eyebrow raised. “What do you think, Mrs. Carter? Beach? Pool? Or something more adventurous?b” /b
I sipped my coffee. “What counts as adventurous around here?”
“Scuba diving, parasailing, deep sea fishing. Or…” He paused, a wicked gleam in his eye. “I could show you my private cove. Very secluded. Clothing optional.”
I nearly choked on my coffee. “You’re incorrigible.”
“Is that a mo?”
“It’s a ‘let me finish my breakfast first.“”
The private cove turned out to be a small stretch of pristine beach essible only by a narrow path through the lush vegetation. True to Alexander’s word, it waspletely secluded, the crystalline waterpping gently at the white sand.
“This is paradise,” I breathed, taking in the view.
Alexander dropped our beach bag and wrapped his arms around me from behind. “Told you you’d like it.”
“You were right. For once.”
“For once?” He nipped at my earlobe. “I’m always right.”
bI /bturned in his arms. “Your ego is showing.”
“Among other things.” He pressed his growing erection against my stomach.
“Already? We just got here!”
b“/bCan’t help it.” He tugged at the strap of my bikini. “This tiny excuse for a swimsuit has been driving me crazy all morning.”
bChapter /bb106 /b
bBefore /bbI /bbcould /bbrespond/b, he bhad /bme bon /bbmy /bbback /bon the soft sand, bhis /bmouth on my neck. bThe /bsun warmed my skin as Alexander buntied /bmy bikini bexposing /bmy breasts bto /bthe open air.
b“/bbBeautiful/b,” he murmured, lowering his head to take one nipple in his mouth.
Imoanedb, /bthreading my fingers through his hair. “Someone could see…”
b“/bNo one’s here but us,” he assured me, his hand sliding down to pull at my bikini bottoms. “I want to taste you under the sun.”
He kissed his way down my body, pausing to dip his tongue into my navel before settling between my thighs. The first touch of his tongue bagainst /bmy pussy had me arching off the sand.
“Fuck, Alex!”
“That’s the idea,” he murmured against my flesh, his tongue circling my clit before plunging inside me.
I was vaguely aware of how exposed we were,pletely naked on an open beach, but the thought only heightened my arousal. Alexander’s tongue worked magic between my legs, his fingers joining the assault on my senses as he slid two inside me, curling upward to hit that spot that made me see
stars.
“Gonnae for me?” he asked, his breath hot against my sensitive flesh. “Right here on the beach? Let me hear you, Liv.”
“Yes, yes, fuck, I’m so close,” I gasped, my hips bucking against his face.
He sucked my clit into his mouth, and I shattered, crying out his name as waves of pleasure crashed over me. Before I could recover, Alexander was positioning himself between my legs, his cock pressing against my entrance.
“Need to be inside you,” he growled, pushing forward in one powerful thrust that had me gasping. “So fucking tight.”
“Oh god, Alex,” I moaned as he began to move, his cock stretching me deliciously. “Harder!”
Heplied, his hips mming against mine as he fucked me into the sand. The friction of the sand against my back, the sun on my skin, and Alexander’s cock filling mepletely created a sensory overload that had me climbing rapidly toward another peak.
“Touch your tits,” hemanded, his voice strained with the effort of holding back his own release. “y with your nipples while I fuck you.”
I did as he asked, pinching my nipples between my fingers as he continued to pound into me. The added stimtion pushed me over the edge, and I came again, my inner walls clenching around his cock.
“Fuck yes,” Alexander groaned, his rhythm faltering as my orgasm triggered his own. He pulled out at thest momentb, /bstroking himself as he came on my stomach, his release hot against my skin.
He copsed beside me, both of us breathing heavily.
We spent the afternoon alternating between swimming in the crystal–clear water and lying on the beach. Alexander taught me how to snorkel, pointing out colorful fish and coral formations beneath the surface. As the sun began to set, we reluctantly gathered our things and headed back to the house.
“Dinner on the yacht tonight,” Alexander announced as we approached the mansion. “Pack an overnight bag.”
“We’re sleeping on the yacht?”
He nodded. “Best view of the stars you’ll ever see
The yacht was as opulent as I expected, with a crew waiting to serve us dinner on the upper deck. We ate fresh seafood as the sun dipped below bthe /bhorizon, painting the sky in shades of pink and orange.
“You’re quiet,” Alexander observed, refilling my wine ss.
“Just taking it all in,” I replied. “This… everything… it’s surreal.”
He breached /bacross the btable /bto btake /bbmy /bhand. “bYou /bdeserve it.b” /b
bDo /bSometimes I feel like I’ve stumbled into someone else’s life.”
bAlexander’s /bthumb traced circles on my palm. “bIt’s /byour life now. Better get used to it?”
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