The CEO's Contractual Wife (Olivia and Alexander) novel Chapter 314

Chapter 314

Olivia

“No backing out now,” Alexander said, his hands sliding down to my waist. “You just agreed to forever with me.”

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“I know what I agreed to.” My fingers traced the collar of his shirt. “So what happens with the paperwork? Do we burn it? Frame it?”

“We forget about it. Put it in a drawer somewhere and never look at it again.”

“Just like that?”

“Just like that.” He brushed a strand of hair behind my ear. “We start the real marriage. No contracts, no arrangements, no exit strategies. Just you and me figuring this out as we go.”

I bit my lip, considering. “Sounds terrifying.”

“Terrifying,” he agreed. “Also, the best decision I’ve made in years.”

He kissed me softly, then deeper, his tongue teasing mine as his hands tightened on my waist.

I melted into him, a soft sound escaping my throat as my arms wrapped around his neck. “So we’re really doing this? Real marriage, real feelings, real everything?”

“Real everything,” he confirmed against my lips.

“What about Victoria? She’s going to keep digging, keep trying to find something.”

“Let her dig. She won’t find anything that matters anymore.” His hands moved up my back, warm through the thin fabric of my pajamas. “Because there’s nothing fake left to discover.”

I pulled back to look at him properly. “You’re really not worried?”

“About Victoria? No. She can spread whatever rumors she wants. The truth is we’re married, we’re staying married, and that’s the end of it.”

“Simple as that?”

“Simple as that.”

Alexander cupped my face gently, his thumbs brushing my cheekbones. Then he kissed me with a tenderness that made my chest ache. This wasn’t the usual hungry passion between us. Slower, Deeper. Like he was trying to communicate everything he couldn’t say out loud.

I melted into him, my hands sliding up his chest to tangle in his hair. His mouth moved against mine with purpose, taking his time, savoring every second.

When he finally pulled back, his eyes were dark with want.

“Come here,” he murmured, pulling me closer.

His fingers found the hem of my pajama top and slid beneath the fabric. Warm hands on my skin, tracing the curve of my waist. He lifted the shirt slowly, peeling it away like unwrapping something precious,

The fabric cleared my head, and he tossed it aside, his gaze raking over me with an intensity that made my nipples tighten.

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“Fuck, you’re beautiful,” he breathed.

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His mouth found my shoulder, lips trailing across my collarbone. Kissing, tasting, worshipping every inch of skin he revealed. His hands mapped my body with deliberate slowness, as if he were memorizing every curve.

“Alex.” My voice came out breathy, wanting.

“Patience.” His lips brushed against my throat. “We’ve got all night.”

He hooked his fingers in my pajama pants, dragging them down my hips inch by torturous inch. His mouth followed the path of fabric, kissing my stomach, my hip bones, the sensitive skin of my inner thighs.

When I was finally naked before him, he sat back on his heels just looking at me.

Heat flooded my cheeks under his scrutiny. “Stop staring.”

“Can’t help it.” His hands slid up my calves, over my knees, spreading my thighs wider. “You’re perfect.”

His mouth found my breast, tongue circling my nipple before sucking gently. I arched into him, fingers digging into his shoulders.

“Sensitive,” he murmured against my skin, his hand cupping my other breast. His thumb brushed across the peaked nipple, drawing a gasp from me.

He took his time exploring, his lips trailing down my stomach while his hands continued their mapping of my body. Every touch felt deliberate, worshipful.

The attention was overwhelming. Not just desired but cherished. Like I was something rare and precious.

His mouth moved lower, trailing kisses down my ribs, across my stomach. Each touch deliberate, worshipful. My breath came faster as anticipation built.

“Alex,” I whispered, my fingers tangling in his hair.

“Shh.” His hands gripped my thighs, spreading them wider. “Let me taste you.”

His tongue found my clit with devastating precision. I gasped, my back arching off the bed as pleasure shot through me.

“Fuck,” I breathed.

He circled slowly, teasingly, building the pressure until I thought I’d lose my mind. Then his finger slid inside me.

“You’re so wet for me, he murmured against my pussy, the vibration of his words adding another layer of sensation. “Love how responsive you are.”

I couldn’t form words, could only moan as he added another finger, stretching me while his tongue worked magic on my clit. The dual sensation was overwhelming, pushing me higher and higher.

“That’s it,” he encouraged, his fingers pumping faster. “Come for me. Want to feel you fall apart.

My thighs trembled as the orgasm built. He sucked my clit into his mouth, hard, and I shattered. Pleasure crashed over me in waves, my body convulsing as I cried out.

He didn’t stop, didn’t slow, just kept licking and fingering me through the aftershocks until I was gasping and oversensitive.

“Too much,” I managed, tugging at his hair.

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He pulled back, his chin glistening with my arousal. The sight was obscene and impossibly hot.

“You taste incredible,” he said, crawling up my body. “Could spend hours between your thighs.”

“Don’t threaten me with a good time.”

He laughed, kissing me deeply so I could taste myself on his tongue.

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The kiss turned hungry fast. My hand slipped beneath the waistband of his pants, finding his cock already hard. I wrapped my fingers around him, stroking slowly while our mouths moved together.

“Fuck,” he breathed against my lips, his hips pushing into my grip.

I stroked him harder, feeling him get impossibly harder in my hand. The weight of him, the heat, the way his breath caught when I twisted my wrist just right.

I pushed him back onto the bed, watching as he fell against the pillows. His eyes were dark, hungry, tracking my every

movement.

My hands went to his shirt, working the buttons open one by one. Taking my time. Making him wait.

“You’re killing me,” he groaned.

“Good.” I pushed the fabric aside, revealing his chest.

I kissed across his chest, my tongue tracing the lines of his muscles. He tasted like salt and something uniquely Alexander. My mouth moved lower, and when I reached his belt, I took my time unbuckling it. Sliding the leather through each loop with deliberate slowness. His breathing got heavier.

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