The CEO's Contractual Wife (Olivia and Ryan) novel Chapter 130

Chapter 130

Olivia

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“Alexander,” I moaned as he switched to the other breast, giving it the same attention.

One of his hands slid down my stomach to my thong, pushing it aside again to slip a finger inside me.

“Fuck, you’re so wet,” he growled against my skin. “I can’t wait to feel this pussy wrapped around my cock.”

He added a second finger, pumping them in and out while his thumb circled my clit. The pressure was building inside me, a coiling tension threatening to snap.

“I want to taste you again,” he said, dropping to his knees in front of me. He yanked my thong down my legs, helping me step out of it before spreading my thighs slightly.

His mouth was on me in an instant, his tongue flicking expertly against my clit while his fingers continued their work. I gripped his shoulders for support as my legs threatened to give out…

“Alexander, I’m going to-”

“Not yet,” he commanded, pulling away just as I was about to come. “Get on the couch. On your back.”

Frustrated and desperate, I did as he said, lying back on the leather sofa. Alexander stood, shedding his remaining clothes until he stood naked before me.

He reached for the vibrator again, turning it on to a low setting before kneeling between my legs.

“Spread wider for me,” he instructed.

I obeyed, opening my legs as wide as I could. Alexander lowered the vibrator to my entrance, teasing me with the tip before sliding it inside just an inch.

“Fuck!” I cried out as he turned up the intensity.

“That’s right,” he encouraged, pushing it deeper. “Take it all.”

The vibrator filled me completely, buzzing against my walls. Alexander leaned forward, his mouth finding my clit again while he slowly moved the toy in and out.

The dual sensation was overwhelming. I writhed beneath him, hands fisting in his hair as he worked me toward orgasm. This time, when I felt the familiar tightening, he didn’t stop.

“Come for me, Liv,” he demanded against my flesh. “I want to feel you come around this toy before I fuck you properly.”

That was all it took. I shattered, crying out his name as waves of pleasure crashed over me. Alexander kept the vibrator moving, prolonging my orgasm until was trembling and oversensitive.

Finally, he withdrew it, turning it off and setting it aside. He reached for the condom packet, tearing it open with his teeth.

“My turn,” he said, rolling the condom down his length. “Get on your knees.”

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Still dazed from my orgasm, I moved shakily to my hands and knees on the couch. Alexander positioned himself behind me, the head of his cock pressing against my entrance.

“You ready for my cock?” he asked, gripping my hips.

“Yes,” I breathed. “Please.”

He pushed forward, entering me in one smooth thrust that made me gasp at the stretch. He was bigger than the vibrator, filling me completely.

He began to move, setting a punishing pace that had me clinging to the arm of the couch for support. Each thrust drove me forward, his hips slapping against my still–sensitive ass.

“You take my cock so well,” he praised, one hand sliding up my back to tangle in my hair. He tugged, pulling my head back.

“Look at you, bent over, taking it like you were made for me.”

The slight pain from his grip on my hair mixed with the pleasure, creating a heady combination that had me spiraling toward another orgasm.

“Harder,” I begged, pushing back against him. “Fuck me harder.”

Alexander’s rhythm faltered for a split second, surprised by my demand, before he resumed with even more force.

“That’s it,” he growled. “Ask for what you want.”

His hand came down on my ass again, the sting reigniting the heat there. I moaned loudly, not caring who might hear.

“Alex, I’m close,” I warned, feeling that familiar tension building again.

“Not yet,” he commanded, suddenly withdrawing completely. I whimpered at the loss. “Turn over.”

I flipped onto my back, and Alexander wasted no time positioning himself between my thighs again. He reached for the vibrator, turning it on to a low setting.

“Let’s see how many times I can make you come tonight,” he said with a wicked grin, pressing the vibrator against my clit

as he thrust back into me.

The combination was explosive. I arched off the couch, my hands flying to his shoulders, nails digging into his skin.

“Oh god, Alexander!”

“That’s right,” he encouraged, maintaining his brutal pace while keeping the vibrator in place. “Let go for me, Liv. I want to feel that pussy squeezing my cock when you come.”

I came with a strangled cry, my inner walls clenching around him as waves of pleasure washed over me.

Alexander didn’t slow down. If anything, he increased his pace, chasing his own release. The overstimulation was almost too much, but the pleasure outweighed the discomfort.

“Get on top,” he ordered suddenly, withdrawing and sitting back on the couch. “I want to watch those tits bounce while you ride me.”

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