LOGINAlexander"Suck my cock," I said finally. "What?" "Suck my cock, Liv." "Better." She sank to her knees in the shallow water, her face level with my cock. "Much better." Her tongue darted out, licking the underside from base to tip. I groaned, my hands finding her wet hair. "Don't move," she warned. "I'm in control." She took just the head into her mouth, sucking lightly. Her tongue swirled around the tip, teasing the sensitive spot underneath. "Fuck," I breathed. She took me deeper, her mouth hot and perfect around my cock. Her hand wrapped around the base, stroking in time with her bobbing head. "That's it," I said. "Take more." She pulled off completely. "I told you not to move. And don't tell me what to do." "Liv—" "Quiet." She took me back into her mouth, deeper this time. Her throat relaxed as she swallowed around me, taking me until I hit the back of her throat. My hands tightened in her hair, but I forced myself to stay still. She set a slow, torturous pace, alter
AlexanderShe dove in after me, swimming hard. I backpedaled, keeping the remote out of reach. She was fast, but I had longer reach and more upper body strength. Her fingers grazed my wrist. I twisted away, swimming toward the deep end. She followed relentlessly, her frustration fueling her determination. "Give it up," she called, slightly breathless. "Come and take it." She lunged, wrapping her arms around me from behind. We went under together, a tangle of limbs and bubbles. I managed to keep the remote above water, my other arm circling her waist. We surfaced, both breathing hard. Her legs wrapped around my waist again, using her weight to drag me down. "Clever," I acknowledged, treading water with one arm while keeping the remote high. "But not clever enough." "We'll see." She tried to climb higher, reaching for the remote. I spun us around, using the momentum to break her grip. She yelped as she slipped off, splashing into the water. When she came up, her hair was plaste
Alexander"I worked. Met with my team." The words came out choppy, punctuated by sharp breaths. "Good." I turned the vibrator up another notch. "What else?" Her nails dug into my forearms. "Nothing. Just worked." "Boring week then." I spun her around to face me, keeping one hand on the remote. Her eyes were dark, pupils blown wide with arousal. "How's it feel?" I asked. "Like torture." "Good torture?" "The best kind." She wrapped her arms around my neck. "But also the worst." I clicked the vibrator to a higher setting, watching her face contort with pleasure. Her hips rocked forward involuntarily, seeking more pressure. "Don't come yet," I warned. "You're evil." I lowered the setting back down, denying her the release she'd been building toward. "Swim to the deep end." "Are you serious?" "Dead serious." I released her, floating backward. "Go on." She glared at me but started swimming, her strokes jerky and uncoordinated. The constant vibration was clearly affecting her c
AlexanderI released her leg carefully, making sure she was steady before pulling her bikini back into place. "You okay?" I asked, kissing her stomach. "I can't feel my legs." "Mission accomplished then." She laughed weakly, her hand finding my hair. "That was..." "Amazing? Incredible? The best orgasm of your life?" "Cocky bastard." "Confident. There's a difference." I kissed my way back up her body, taking my time. When I reached her mouth, I kissed her deeply, letting her taste herself on my lips. "God, Alex," she murmured when we broke apart. Her breathing was ragged, her thighs still trembling slightly from the orgasm I'd just given her. The pool water lapped gently around us, moonlight casting silver patterns across her skin. "More," she whispered, her hands sliding down my chest. "I need more." I caught her wrists, holding them against my chest. "Rules are rules." Her eyes widened. "What?" I released her wrists, watching confusion flicker across her face. "We have t
AlexanderForty-five seconds. Her eyes were still locked on mine, steady and confident. A full minute. My chest was screaming now, but I'd be damned if I surfaced first. Olivia's lips quirked into a smile underwater. Then she kicked off the bottom and shot to the surface. I followed immediately, breaking through with a gasp. "I win." "Barely," she panted, clinging to the pool edge. "You were about to pass out." "But I didn't." I swam over to her, caging her against the side with my arms. "Which means you owe me a kiss. Anywhere I want." Her breathing quickened, water lapping between us. "That was the deal." "It was." I studied her face, wet hair plastered to her head, lips parted slightly. Fuck, she was gorgeous. "Where?" she breathed, her chest rising and falling rapidly. "Start with my neck." She rose on her toes, water streaming between us, and pressed her lips to the side of my neck. Soft, tentative at first. "Lower," I instructed. She kissed down to where my neck met
AlexanderI followed Olivia into the bedroom, watching as she moved through the space, a mix of exhaustion and lingering tension from our day. The yacht had been perfect, but coming home always felt like stepping back into reality, weighted and complicated. She sank onto the edge of the bed, pulling off her earrings. "Today was incredible." "It was. Better than I expected." "Watching those whales..." She trailed off, a smile playing at her lips. "I've never seen anything like that." "We can do it again." I sat beside her, close enough that our shoulders touched. "Whenever you want." She leaned against me, her head finding my shoulder. "I like that idea." We stayed like that for a while, comfortable in the silence. Outside, the estate was quiet, just the distant sound of wind through the trees. "I'm not ready to sleep yet," Olivia said eventually, pulling away to look at me. "Too much energy still." "Yeah?" I studied her face, seeing the restlessness there. "What did you have i
Olivia"I am being honest. Yes, I've bought things for women before. No, it didn't mean anything. And no, I don't make a habit of parading random women through expensive lingerie stores." His hand found my waist. "But you're not random. You're my wife." "Your wife who you dragged to a shop where t
OliviaWe browsed in silence, stopping occasionally when something caught our eye. I paused in front of a painting of Seven Mile Beach at sunset, the sky painted in shades of orange and pink. "That one," Alexander said from behind me. "You like it." "It's gorgeous. The colors are incredible." He
OliviaWe stayed like that for a moment, both of us breathing hard. Then he gently lifted me off him and pulled me back against his chest, collapsing onto the couch together. Neither of us spoke for several minutes, just trying to catch our breath. My body felt boneless, utterly spent. "You okay?
OliviaI stepped through the front door of the estate, the marble cool beneath my heels. The conversation with Victoria and Thomas still echoed in my head, their smug faces when they'd cornered us outside. For money, they were ready to do anything. Absolutely anything. Schemes, manipulation, and te







