The CEO's Contractual Wife (Olivia and Alexander) novel Chapter 261

Chapter 261

Olivia

Alexander moved closer, his footsteps silent on the plush carpet His arms slid around my waist from behind, pulling me back against his chest. The warmth of his body seeped through the thin fabric of my dress.

“You haven’t seen the bedroom yet,” he murmured against my car, his breath hot. “Or properly explored the suite:

I felt his lips brush the side of my neck, sending goosebumps down my arms despite the tropical heat outside.

“I saw what I needed to see,” I replied, leaning back into him. “Your dirty mind can wait.”

His chest rumbled with a laugh. “My dirty mind is already working overtime. You have no idea what I’m thinking right now?

“Probably something that would get us kicked out of this very respectable hotel.”

“Definitely something that would get us kicked out.” His hands splayed across my stomach, possessive and warm. “Want to hear?”

I turned in his arms, meeting those dark eyes. “Maybe later. When I’m not standing in front of a wall of windows.”

“The glass is tinted. No one can see in.”

“Still feels exposed.”

“You like it,” he said, reading me too easily. His thumb traced my lower lip. “You’re already thinking about it. What I could do to you right here against this window.”

Heat pooled low in my belly.

He kissed me slowly, thoroughly, his tongue tracing the seam of my lips until I opened for him.

When he finally pulled back, we were both breathing harder.

“We should settle in,” I managed. “Unpack.”

“Practical as always.” But his hands didn’t release me. “Though I can think of better ways to christen the suite.”

“Later.” I pushed against his chest gently. “Show me the rest of this place first. Then you can ravage me.”

“Ravage?” His eyebrow arched. “That’s a strong word.”

“You have a better one?”

“Several. Want to hear them?”

I laughed, extracting myself from his arms. “Show me the bedroom, Carter. And keep your hands to yourself for five minutes.”

“Five minutes is torture.”

“You’ll survive.”

He guided me through the suite, one hand on the small of my back. The living area opened into a spacious bedroom dominated by a king–sized bed dressed in white linens. More floor to ceiling windows showcased the ocean view, and a door led to what looked like a massive bathroom.

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“Jesus,” I breathed, stepping into the bathroom. The tub was carved from marble and positioned to overlook the ocean. A separate

shower featured rain heads and body jets. Double vanilles, heated floors, and a lavish chandelier.

“Like it?” Alexander asked from the doorway.

“Like doesn’t cover it. This bathroom is bigger than my old apartment.”

“Good thing you don’t live there anymore.”

I turned to face him, suddenly aware of how intimate this felt. Just the two of us in this enormous suite, the ocean stretching endlessly outside, no one to interrupt or intrude.

“What?” Alexander asked, noticing my expression.

“Nothing. Just taking it all in.”

He crossed the bathroom in two strides, backing me against the marble counter. “You look like you’re thinking too hard.”

“Maybe I am.”

His hands gripped my hips, lifting me onto the counter. I gasped at the suddenness, my legs automatically parting to accommodate him stepping between them.

“Stop thinking,” he ordered, his mouth finding that spot below my ear that made me shiver. “Just feel.”

“Alex…”

“Mm?” His teeth grazed my neck.

“The balcony. You said there’s a plunge pool?”

He pulled back, eyes dark with desire. “You want to see it now?”

“Unless you have other plans.”

“I have about fifty plans. None of them involves the balcony right now.”

I pushed at his chest. “Show me anyway.”

He groaned but stepped back, helping me down from the counter. “You’re killing me.”

“Good. Builds character.”

The balcony was private, enclosed by frosted glass panels that still allowed the ocean view. The plunge pool was surrounded by cushioned lounge chairs and tropical plants.

“This is perfect,” I said, trailing my fingers through the water. “We should spend the afternoon out here.”

“We will.” Alexander’s hands found my waist again, pulling me back against him. “After.”

“After what?”

“After I fuck you.” His voice was rough, direct. “Been thinking about it since we left Los Angeles. Watching you walk through the airport in that dress, knowing what you’re wearing underneath it. Sitting next to you on the plane, smelling your perfume, feeling your leg pressed against mine.”

My breath caught. “Alex…”

“I want you.” His hand slid up my thigh, pushing my dress higher “Right now. Can’t wait anymore.”

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“We’re on the balcony.”

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