The Devil CEO's Contract Wife novel Chapter 260

Chapter 260: Back To Midnight [2]

Wait! Is he seriously gonna—! Oh dear, he is!

Ares began stroking his thick cock, and I almost stopped breathing. My nails sank into the leather, eyes wide as I tried to grapple with what’s happening right now.

The sight of his corded hands stroking that cock of his made my throat go dry. Lust harder than anything I have ever felt hit me so hard I was nearly knocked out.

It was a miracle I was still awake to witness this... God knows I can’t shut my eyes or even think to look away. Who could?

Ares didn’t look away from me either, his breath harsh, like he couldn’t control the amount of pleasure drilling into him at once.

It seems as if we were fucking even though we were 4 feet away from each other. There was a pulse in my pussy, so intense I almost succumbed and touched myself to match the pace of his strokes.

I bit my lip so hard that I could feel a sting. I wanted to close my eyes and enjoy the bliss of this moment before I did something stupid, but his gaze had held me captive in a way I knew he wanted me to watch... everything.

This was torture. Was he getting back at me? I certainly hope not! Because this wasn’t fair. How could he do this right now, knowing I can’t handle myself as it is?

A deep groan vibrated from him, and I almost came right there, my nails hurting from sinking into the leather with all my might.

His strokes turned faster until that flap noise echoed around the space. I clawed the seat as I tried to keep still as possible, the throb between my legs becoming imaginable.

Ares took his head back, closing his eyes, a sexy groan rumbling deep in his chest, and his hand smeared with semen.

The slight turbulence came, and I rubbed my knees to relieve the fire spreading down there, and jump-started a release in the process.

I was heaving, and Ares was too. Smirking like he had gained something satisfying, he took out a handkerchief to wipe his cock and hands.

He took his time before shoving it into his pants. He’s still hard.

Ares unfastened his seatbelt, and that was when I realized we had already landed. I had lost touch with the world for a minute there.

He walked to me, leaned over, and unfastened mine. He helped me up, my legs wobbly from that release, the throb still screaming, and I wanted nothing more than for him to fuck me right now. I don’t care how quick it was, I just wanted that cock!

Amusement drowned his eyes, as if he could see right through my thoughts, and I wasn’t exactly hiding it either.

I rested my hands on his chest, diving low, so I could help him take out his cock, but he snatched my wrist and trapped it behind my back, earning a pained groan from me, but all I could feel was my arousal running down my thigh.

I need to clean myself up before I step out of this plan. I was a fucking mess.

I moaned helplessly when Ares buried his face into my neck, and I felt his hot lips grazing my skin, the temperature rising so fast it made my head hazy.

"Ares, please..." I begged.

When he withdrew... the air flaring from my nose was more superheated, or maybe the AC turned off or something. How could it be so—!

"I love it when you beg..."

I was willing to do more than that.

Ares kissed me passionately as if running out of time. I moaned as his tongue forced its way into my mouth.

That can’t be right. It was basically impossible; this was his first time touching himself.

Could this be the reason why, when I asked him to do it that night in the tub, his mood suddenly shifted? That could explain it, but... I get the feeling there was more to this.

Ares’ men?

I glanced at Ares by my side, but the expression on his face told me otherwise. Then who were they?

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