Chapter 97

Olivia POV

He reached down and picked them up, bringing the damp fabric to his nose and inhaling deeply. “You smell incredible.” His eyes closed briefly as he savored my scent. “I’ve been wanting to taste this sweet pussy since the first time I saw you in that tight skirt at the office.”

My face flushed with embarrassment and arousal as he tucked my panties into his pocket.

“I’m keeping these,” he said with a wicked grin. “A souvenir of the first time my wife got wet for me.”

“Alex,” I protested weakly.

“Shut up and lie back on the couch,” he ordered, his tone brooking no argument.

I did as he commanded, lying back against the cushions. Alexander knelt between my legs, pushing my dress up to my waist to expose me completely.

“Your pussy is fucking perfect. Pink and swollen and so wet for me.”

His thumb brushed lightly over my clit, making me jerk and gasp. “Sensitive, aren’t you?” He did it again, harder this time, drawing a moa