The Devil CEO's Contract Wife novel Chapter 148

Chapter 148: Passionate Obsession [1]

Catherine’s eyes were soft as they held mine, chest rising and falling heavily, her rapid thrusts as she tried to rush through her climax.

She took her head back, moaning my name, pumping lazily both in tiredness and pleasure. Just when I knew she was close, I was already on the bed, pulling on her legs to trap her beneath me.

I took her wrist in a tight hold, bringing it close so that I could taste the finger that had been inside her.

Sweet as always with that sprinkle of fear.

Catherine sank her teeth into her bottom lip, knees rubbing for relief, but I forced her legs apart.

Slap!

She gasped when my palm collided with her pussy, and I didn’t end there, repeating my action until I felt her coating my palm as both pain and pleasure became her release.

"Ares!" she breathed, as her body shook in waves, and I rubbed just a little bit to have her come once more before finishing it up with another impact.

Catherine heaved, eyeing me with hunger. She wants me, but she keeps forgetting that I fuck her when I want, not the other way around.

I took her jaw and leaned close, her rich breath brushing against my face.

"We’ll leave for our honeymoon in two days."

"W-What...?" Her eyes widened.

"Pack what you need." I stroked her cheek before I got off the bed.

Smirking, I left the room.

~☆~

"I never agreed to a honeymoon," Catherine said the moment she walked through the gym doors, wearing nothing but a silk cami.

It was almost like she was trying to get back at me for leaving her like that last night. But I was enjoying the view. She had little pubic hair, and the color matched her hair.

Catherine never went for a clean shave, and I liked it just the way it was.

"Are we gonna talk? Or are you gonna keep gawking at my pussy?" She asked, amused. "You’re being naughty, honey.

I dropped the dumbbells at my side and stood, doing a little stretch to ease my chest.

She chewed the inside of her mouth, itchy and drinking in the sight of me like a hungry lioness. I half expected her to pounce on me, but she took a step closer, giving me that fucking attitude.

"I said no... honeymoons."

When I didn’t say a word, she was about to say something that was gonna tick me off, and I knew just what.

"We aren’t a real—"

"Say it..." I urged with a dark warning. "What happens next will be the consequences of your action."

But Catherine woke up to test me this morning, sneering as she opened that mouth of hers. "We’re. Not. A. Real. Cou—"

She yelled when I picked her up and threw her over my shoulder.

"Ares!"

Smack!

The impact was so hard that it neatly knocked her off me if it weren’t for my grip. That stopped her writhing until I got to my office and placed her against the table.

She jerked when I inserted a finger into her soaked pussy, followed by two.

Her eyes went wide, hands on my shoulders for balance until I was knuckled deep.

So greedy.

She redrew her mouth, and my fingers came off with a soft pop.

Fuck.

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