The CEO's Contractual Wife (Olivia and Alexander) novel Chapter 315

Chapter 315

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I pulled his pants and boxer briefs down together, freeing his cock. It sprang up, thick and hard, the head already glistening.

I wrapped my hand around him again.

Alexander propped himself up on his elbows, watching me with those intense eyes. “What are you doing?”

“What does it look like?” I stroked him slowly, maintaining eye contact the entire time.

“A beautiful, sexy wife playing with her husband’s cock,” he breathed.

I paused my movements, raising an eyebrow. “You got it wrong.”

“Wrong?” His breathing hitched.

“A beautiful, sexy wife playing with her handsome husband’s cock.” I squeezed him gently, watching his eyes darken. “Give credit where it’s due, Mr. Carter.”

A laugh rumbled through his chest. “My apologies, Mrs. Carter. Let me rephrase. A beautiful, sexy wife playing with her extremely handsome husband’s cock.”

“Better.” I leaned down, my breath ghosting over his tip. “Much better.”

His hips jerked involuntarily.

I wrapped my hand around him properly now, stroking from base to tip with deliberate slowness. His cock was hard and hot in my palm, the head already glistening.

“You like this?” I asked, though his reaction made the answer obvious.

“You know I do.”

I maintained eye contact as I stroked him, watching pleasure flicker across his features. His jaw clenched, his breathing grew ragged, his fingers gripped the sheets.

“Tell me what you want,” I murmured.

“Your mouth.”

I smiled, leaning down to trace my tongue along his length, He tasted clean and masculine, that familiar scent that was purely Alexander, making my pussy clench.

“Like this?” I circled the tip with my tongue.

“Exactly like that. Don’t fucking stop.”

I took him into my mouth slowly, savoring the weight of him on my tongue. His groan vibrated through the air, spurring

me on.

I worked him with my mouth and hand in tandem, finding a rhythm that had his hips lifting off the bed. His fingers tangled in my hair, guiding but not forcing.

“So fucking good,” he groaned. “That mouth of yours.”

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I hummed around him, the vibration making him curse. I could feel him getting harder, thicker, his control slipping.

But I wasn’t ready to let him finish yet.

I pulled off with a wet pop, ignoring his sound of protest. “Not yet.”

“Liv, come on.”

“Patience.” I climbed over him, straddling his hips. His cock pressed against my pussy, hot and demanding. “I’m not done with you.”

I positioned myself above him, one hand wrapped around his cock to guide him. The head pressed against my entrance, and I sank down slowly, taking him inch by torturous inch.

“Fuck,” we both breathed.

The stretch was perfect, bordering on too much but not quite. I settled fully onto him, my thighs trembling slightly from holding myself up.

“You feel incredible,” Alexander said, his hands gripping my hips hard enough to bruise.

I started moving slowly and deliberately. Rising up until just the tip remained inside, then sinking back down. Each motion sent pleasure sparking through my body.

“Faster,” he demanded.

“No.” I kept the same torturous pace. “My turn to be in charge.”

His eyes blazed. “You think you’re in charge?”

“I know I am.”

I rode him slowly, watching his face contort with pleasure and frustration. His hands roamed my body, cupping my breasts, pinching my nipples, sliding down to where we were joined.

“You’re so wet,” he groaned, his thumb finding my clit. “Soaking my cock.”

The pressure on my clit made my hips jerk, pleasure shooting through me. I kept riding him slowly, torturously, watching his face contort with need.

“Faster,” he demanded again.

“No.” I circled my hips instead of bouncing, grinding down onto him. “I want to feel every inch.”

His grip on my hips tightened, fingers digging into my flesh hard enough to bruise. “You’re killing me.”

“Good.” I leaned down, my breasts brushing against his chest as I kissed him. My tongue tangled with his while I continued that maddening, slow grind.

His hands roamed my body, cupping my ass, squeezing hard. One hand slid up my spine, tangling in my hair. The other pressed against my lower back, urging me to move faster.

I resisted, maintaining that slow, deliberate pace that had us both trembling,

“Liv,” he warned, his voice a growl. “I need you to move.”

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“I am moving.”

“Faster. Harder,”

Instead of complying, I sat up, arching my back. The position drove him deeper, making us both gasp,

I started moving a bit faster, my breasts bouncing with each movement. His hands found them immediately, palming them, thumbs brushing across my nipples,

“That’s better,” he said, pinching my nipples lightly,

I bit my lip, trying to stay in control, but the sensation of him inside me, his hands on my body, was overwhelming, My pace increased despite my earlier determination to go slow.

“There you go,” Alexander encouraged, his hips starting to thrust up to meet mine. “Take what you need”

I braced my hands on his chest, using the leverage to ride him harder. The slap of skin on skin filled the room, mixing with our heavy breathing and occasional moans.

I slowed my movements deliberately, grinding down instead of bouncing. Taking my time.

“Fuck,” Alexander groaned, his fingers digging into my hips. “What are you doing to me?”

“Enjoying my husband,” I breathed, rolling my hips in slow circles.

His hands roamed my body with desperate need.

“You’re killing me with this slow pace.”

“Good. Wanted to torture you a little.”

His hands slid up my back, tangling in my hair as our tongues tangled together. The kiss was messy and desperate, all teeth and tongue and need.

When I pulled back, his eyes were dark with lust. “Come here,” he demanded, his voice rough..

Before I could respond, he pulled me down for another kiss, this one deeper, hungrier. His tongue invaded my mouth while his hands gripped my ass hard enough to bruise.

Then he rolled us in one smooth motion, never breaking the kiss or slipping out of me. Suddenly, I was on my back with Alexander above me, still buried deep inside.

“My turn,” he said against my lips.

His hips started moving, slow and steady. Not the frantic fucking from before, but something different. Something that made

my chest tight and my eyes sting,

He threaded one hand through my hair, spreading it across the pillow. The other gripped my hip, holding me in place as he thrust into me with deep, measured strokes.

“Look at me,” he commanded softly.

I met his eyes, unable to look away. The intensity there stole my breath. This wasn’t just sex anymore. This was something else entirely.

“Don’t look away,” he murmured, his hips maintaining that steady, devastating rhythm. “Want to see you.”

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I nodded, my fingers digging into his shoulders as pleasure built with each thrust.

“Alex,” I gasped.

“I know, baby. I’ve got you.”

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His hand tightened in my hair, not painfully but possessively. Like he needed to anchor himself to me. His other hand slid between us, fingers finding my clit and circling it in time with his thrusts.

The combination was overwhelming. His cock filled me completely, his fingers on my clit, his eyes holding mine with an intensity that made my heart race.

“You feel so fucking good,” he groaned. “So wet and tight around me.”

I whimpered, my hips rising to meet his thrusts. The pleasure was building, coiling tighter and tighter in my core.

“That’s it,” he encouraged, his thumb pressing harder on my clit.