The CEO's Contractual Wife (Olivia and Ryan) novel Chapter 95

Chapter 95

Olivia

He added a third finger, stretching me wider as he pumped them in and out. The fullness was incredible, building me higher and higher toward the edge.

“That’s it. Take my fingers. Get that tight pussy ready for my cock.”

I was so close, trembling on the brink of release, when suddenly he pulled his fingers out completely. I cried out in frustration, my hips bucking desperately seeking contact.

“Not yet,” he said with a wicked grin.

Before I could protest, his hand came down hard on my pussy, the sharp slap making me scream. The sting mixed with pleasure in a way that shocked me, sending jolts through my entire body.

“Alex!” I gasped.

“You like that, don’t you? My little wife likes it rough.”

He slapped my pussy again, harder this time, and I nearly came from that alone. The combination of pain and pleasure was overwhelming, turning me into a writhing mess.

“Please,” I whimpered. “I need to come.”

“When I say you can.” He pulled me onto his lap, his hard cock pressing against my ass through our clothes. “First, I want to play with these perfect tits.”

His mouth crashed down on mine as his hands roughly grabbed my breasts, squeezing and kneading them through my dress. I moaned into his mouth, grinding against his erection.

I gasped as he pinched my nipples hard through the fabric. “I need more.”

Alexander growled against my mouth. “More what? Tell me exactly what you want.”

“I want you to fuck me rough,” I whispered, surprising myself with how badly I wanted it. “No one’s ever been rough with me before.”

“No one?” He raised an eyebrow, sliding his hand up my thigh.

“Ryan was so predictable. Missionary position, maybe a little doggy style on special occasions.” I rolled my eyes. “He thought slapping my ass once was being kinky.”

Alexander laughed darkly. “Oh, baby, I’m going to ruin you for other men.”

His mouth claimed mine again in a bruising kiss while his hands roughly squeezed my breasts, making me arch into him. He pinched my nipples hard through my dress, the sharp pain sending jolts of pleasure straight to my core.

“Fuck,” I moaned.

“You like that?” He twisted one nipple, making me cry out. “Like it when I hurt these pretty tits?”

“Yes,” I gasped. “God, yes.”

His hands moved to my ass, grabbing the flesh roughly and pulling me tighter against his cock. Without warning, he

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delivered a stinging slap to my right cheek that made me yelp.

“You’ve got the perfect ass for spanking,” he said, smacking the other cheek even harder. “Nice and round. Bet it turns a beautiful shade of pink.”

The sting bloomed into warmth that radiated through my body. I’d never been spanked like this before, and the combination of pain and pleasure was intoxicating.

Alexander delivered another sharp slap, then another, each one harder than the last. I moaned, pressing back against his hand, silently begging for more.

“Fuck, your ass turns the most beautiful shade of red,” he growled, rubbing the tender flesh before landing another hard smack that made me cry out. “You like that pain, don’t you? Your pussy’s dripping for it.”

“Yes,” I whispered, shocked by my own response. I’d never known I could enjoy pain like this.

Alexander grabbed a handful of my hair, yanking my head back so he could see my face. “I want to see those pretty lips. wrapped around my cock.” His voice was rough with desire. “On your knees.”

My heart hammered against my ribs as he released me. I slid off his lap and onto my knees between his legs, looking up at him with a mixture of nervousness and excitement.

“Have you ever sucked a cock like you meant it?” he asked, unbuttoning his shorts and lowering the zipper. “Or did Ryan just get the same half–assed blowjob every time?”

I flushed. “I’ve given blowjobs before.”

“That’s not what I asked.” He freed his cock from his boxers, and I couldn’t help the small gasp that escaped my lips.

Holy shit. He was huge, thick, and long, with prominent veins running along the shaft. The head was already glistening with precum, and I wondered if I could even fit him in my mouth.

“See something you like?” Alexander smirked, stroking himself lazily.

“You’re bigger than I expected.” My voice came out breathier than I intended.

“And you’re stalling.” He tangled his fingers in my hair again, this time using it to guide me closer to his cock. “Open that pretty mouth for me.”

I parted my lips, and he brushed the head of his cock against them, smearing precum across my bottom lip.

“Lick it off,” he commanded.

I darted my tongue out, tasting the salty essence of him. Alexander groaned, his grip on my hair tightening.

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