The Devil CEO's Contract Wife - Chapter 296: The Devil’s Goal

Chapter 296: The Devil’s Goal

Catherine called my name, and I growled, coming undone. Her thrust grew sluggish, but she didn’t stop. Drunk in pleasure, our lips battling for dominance.

“Mr. King. Mrs. King.”

A voice and a knock distracted us, and Catherine wanted to jump away, but I pinned her down right there, my hand slapping against her mouth to keep her quiet.

“What is it?”

“The meeting, Mr. King.”

“Keep riding me,” I whispered to Catherine’s ear.

She shot me a look.

“Defy me, and I’ll fuck you against this table. You’ll scream for me until everyone in the office hears me giving my wife a good time.”

Catherine reddened, and the blush spread over her face.

“Mr. King?”

“What’s it gonna be, babydoll?”

She’s challenging me because her eyes were sharper than panicked, as I hoped. A shiver shot down my spine, my tongue swiping my lower lip.

“Tell them we’ll be there in two hours.”

Catherine’s eyes almost bulge out of the socket.

“T-Two hours? B-But Mr. King, they are already waiting in the conference room!”

Her hand shot out to pull my hand down, but she seemed to have forgotten who had more power here.

I smacked her ass two times, getting her distracted as I lifted her off me. I twirled her before she had the chance to react, dragged out my belt and used it to bind her wrists behind her back, and then I used my tie to conceal her mouth before pushing her down against the table.

I slammed my cock into her from behind. Catherine’s sounds were muffled; she struggled to move, but I held her down as I fucked her.

“Tell them we will be right there…”

I picked up the pace, ignoring how the table legs creak against the floor from the force of my friction. I groaned, loving how she crammed me tighter, milking me with every thrust.

Smack! Smack! Smack!

I chuckled when she squirmed, pleasure drilling on her body until she was shaking.

Thrust! Thrust! Thrust!

I growled when she almost suffocated my cock, my movement going sluggish.

“God!” I cursed as I exploded right there just when her insides loosened and I pounded into her, our skin smacking against each other.

A few minutes of rapid fucking made me come again, filling her up, but I don’t halt just yet, I kept going, determined for another.

I had checked my calendar, which I used to monitor her monthly period. She’s ovulating. Which made this the perfect time.

Catherine’s body went into a trembling mode, her release hitting her harder than anything else until I could hear a struggling sound from her throat.

“Fuck, babydoll!” I grunted, finding another climax.

The smell of our mixed cum clouded my nose, and everything blurred momentarily. My hand shot out to grip the edge of the table for balance.

A smirk curled on my lips when I saw her ass dripping sweat mixed with our cum, red from my spank.

When I pulled out, a mess was made, my cock semi-hard and soaked, a pulse making shiver cut through me.

I undid the belt, binding her wrists, a little redness there. I helped her up, and her body went limp against mine.

I pulled down the tie and whispered to her ear, my voice dripping with a newfound hunger when I set my eyes on her plump red lips and the smudge of lipstick on her cheek.

“I want your lips wrapped around my cock.”

She snapped her gaze to me before pushing me off her, and I laughed.

“W-What part of this is funny, Ares!”

“Ares?” I raised an eyebrow.

“Ugh!” She growled, snappily walking to the door that led to the bathroom suite.

Her steps were wobbly, and I relished every minute of her struggle.

“Wait for me, baby…” I said, coming up behind her, and she almost slammed the door right in my face if I hadn’t stopped it with my hand.

“Let me finish first…”

“We’ll be a lot quicker if we do it together. The board directors are waiting for us.”

“And whose fault is that?” She added more force, but she ended up just wasting her strength because the door wouldn’t bulge.

“Don’t be like that, baby,” I cooed.

“Don’t be like what?”

“Don’t be like that because I fucked you so hard.”

She blushed, and I seized that opportunity to get in; she backed away, my shadow shrouding her.

Smiling, I stripped. “Let’s take a shower.”

“So that you can fuck me in there too?”

“I won’t…”

I ended up fucking her.

~☆~

Catherine doesn’t wanna look at me anymore. Halfway through the meeting and her presentation, she was heavily focused, acting as if I didn’t exist.

I was both entertained and annoyed.

Surprisingly enough, she was able to maintain a steady stance, but only I could see the quiver. She’s pulling all her strength into it, and I pondered how long she was gonna last.

I didn’t want to risk an embarrassing moment, so I spoke up.

“Let’s wrap this up, baby…”

Their eyes turned to me, but I didn’t look at them, but my wife, and I couldn’t stop thinking about taking her against this table.

“We still haven’t covered most of it…” She replied to me through clenched teeth, not hiding her irritation.

“I think we have enough for them to understand. Don’t you all agree?” The last part was meant for the directors.

“O-Of course, Mr. King.”

“Mrs. King was excellent in her presentation.”

“A lot was taken into account.”

“I agreed!”

“Yes!”

When I moved my eyes to them, they stiffened and their words of agreement hastened.

I looked back at Catherine, who glared at me as if I had tested the last of her patience.

The door suddenly opened, and Grandmother and Adrian stepped in.

“Oh, look, we made it in time, and here I thought it was gonna be over.” She rested her hand on Adrian’s shoulder. “This, my boy, is where you would get to sit one day.”