The CEO's Contractual Wife (Olivia and Alexander) novel Chapter 273

Chapter 273

Olivia

I grabbed my suitcase and pulled out a red bikini, one of the ones Alexander had picked. The top was barely there, two triangles of fabric held together by thin strings. The bottoms were equally minimal, high cut, and revealing.

This one?” I held it up.

His eyes darkened. “Definitely that one.”

I disappeared into the bathroom and changed quickly. The bikini fit perfectly, clinging to my curves and leaving very little

to the imagination. I tied a sheer white cover–up around my waist and grabbed my sunglasses.

When I emerged, Alexander had changed into navy swim trunks that hung low on his hips. His chest was bare.

“Ready?” he asked, eyes traveling slowly down my body.

“Stop staring.”

“Can’t help it. You’re fucking beautiful.”

Heat crept up my neck. “Beach. Now.”

He grabbed towels and sunscreen, and we headed out.

The beach stretched before us, pristine white sand meeting turquoise water. Palm trees provided shade at the far end, and I couldn’t see another person anywhere.

“This is the private beach?” I asked, kicking off my sandals.

“All ours for the next two days.”

I dropped my bag on the sand and ran toward the water. It was warm, bathwater temperature, so clear I could see my feet on the sandy bottom. Small fish darted away as I waded deeper.

“Come on!” I called back to Alexander.

He jogged down to join me, diving under a wave and surfacing with water streaming down his face. His hands found my waist underwater, pulling me against him.

“Beautiful,” he murmured, his mouth finding my neck.

“The beach or me?”

“Both. Mostly you.”

I splashed him, laughing when he sputtered. He retaliated immediately, scooping water and drenching me. Soon, we were engaged in a full water fight, splashing and dunking each other like teenagers.

1 dove under a wave, swimming away. Alexander caught me quickly, his arm wrapping around my waist and hauling me back against his chest.

“Got you,” he said against my ear.

“Let me go.

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I unwrapped my legs from his waist, sliding down waxil my feet touched the sandy bosom. The water supported most of my weight, making me feel weightless despite the solid presence of Alexander behind me.

“Come on, I said, ugging his hand. Let’s actually swin

Vie dove under together, the saltwater enveloping us in its warm embrace. I surfaced, pushing my wet hair back from my face, and found Alexander watching me an inteme look

“What I asked, treading water.

Nothing, just looking at you

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His hand slid between my legs, cupping me through my bikini bottom. Not what I meant.”

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*Private beach, remember? His other hand found my breast, thumb circling my nipple through the bikini top. “Just you and me and this fucking ocean

i gripped his shoulders, trying to stay afloat while he touched me. His fingers worked my clit through the fabric, pressure building with each stroke. The combination of warm water and his skilled touch was overwhelming

That’s it, he murmured against my ear. “Let me make you feel good”

My hips rocked against his hand, chasing the sensation. The ocean water created resistance, making every movement deliberate, intense.

“Alex,” I breathed, my nails digging into his shoulders.

“You gonna come for me? Right here in the ocean, where anyone could see?”

“Fuck you”

“Later. Right now, I want to feel this pussy clench around my fingers.”

He pushed the fabric aside, sliding two fingers inside me. I bit back a moan, my head falling back.

“So wet,” he groaned. “Can’t even tell where the ocean ends and you begin.”

His thumb found my clit, rubbing in tight circles while his fingers worked inside me. The dual sensation was too much, pleasure building low in my belly.

“Come on,” he urged, his voice rough. “Give it to me.”

My orgasm hit suddenly, making my thighs clench around his hand. I buried my face in his neck to muffle my cries, waves of pleasure rolling through me.

When I finally came down, I was trembling, my legs barely supporting me.

“Better?” Alexander asked, withdrawing his hand.

“You’re such an asshole.”

“You loved it.” He kissed me, slow and deep. “Besides, we’re on vacation. Might as well enjoy ourselves.”

I splashed him, laughing when he sputtered and shook his head like a dog.

“You’re asking for it,” he warned, wiping water from his face.

“Asking for what?”

His eyes darkened. “Payback.”

Before I could react, he grabbed me around the waist, lifting me clear out of the water. I shrieked, kicking my legs uselessly as he

spun us around.

“Put me down!”

“Not a chance.” He held me higher, grinning up at me. “Apologize first.”

“Never”

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Chapter 278

“Wrong answer” He tossed me into the waves

I came up sputtering, saltwater stinging my eyes. “You bastard!”

He was already swimming away, strong strokes carrying him toward deeper water. I followed, determined to get revenge. When I caught up to him, I jumped on his back, trying to dunk him under

He laughed, easily supporting my weight. “Nice try

“Shut up. I wrapped my arms around his neck from behind, my legs around his waist. “You deserved it.”

“For what? Defending myself?”

“For being annoying.”

His hands gripped my thighs underwater, holding me in place. “I can be more annoying if you want.”

“Don’t you dare.”

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