Craving My Ruthless Ceo novel Chapter 117

Chapter 117

Roman’s POV

Anna was spread open on my overly large, exotic boardroom tale

Her dress was bunched around her waist, exposing that perfect ramel ass. The black lacy thong hung uselessly around one

ankle.

Her hands were bound behind her back with my tie, rendering her completely under my control.

The sight was beyond erotic. Pulled straight out of the wildest fantasy I never knew I had but now craved with every fiber of my being.

Fuck. Look at her. Bent over. Tied up. Mine.

Her ass was already pink from where I had spanked her once. T handprint spread across her skin, a mark of possession that made a primal need roar inside me.

I had marked her. And I was going to do it again and again until he understood she belonged to me,

Her legs were parted, not as wide as I wanted, but enough that Iould see her slit glistening.

No matter how much she pretended she did not want me or thi the evidence rested between her legs. Her body could not

lie.

She was dripping for me. For the pain and pleasure I was givinger.

I wanted to get on my knees and bury my face between those thighs. Find out how sweet she was,

My mouth watered at the thought. I wanted to lick every inch of her, suck on her clit until she screamed. Fuck her with my tongue until she forgot her own name,

I was certain she would taste better than she looked. Would sheind against my face? Pull my hair? Would her thighs clamp around my head when she came?

I was contemplating doing just that when she spoke,

“Roman, you need to let me up and stop this madness.”

I chuckled darkly. She had not learned her lesson yet.

Still challenging me and daring to call me mad.

This infuriating, gorgeous woman. She was going to be the death of me. But what a way to go.

My hand twisted around her ponytail, tugging, not hard, but enough to make her wince and remind her who was in control.

I leaned over, my mouth at her ear. “I see you need more spanking. That dirty mouth of yours needs to learn respect

And I was going to enjoy teaching her every single lesson.

I was going to spank that perfect ass until she was sobbing, begging, and finally understood her place.

Twack.

I brought my hand down, harder this time.

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“Roman!” she yelped, pain and pleasure mixing in her voice.

Her ass shot up automatically. Instinctively. Spreading more for me.

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Fuck. She was perfect. Responding exactly how I wanted her to. Her body knew who it belonged to even if her mind had not caught up yet.

“You’re learning, aren’t you?” I growled. “Your body knows what it wants even if you’re too stubborn to admit it.”

Her body was already mine. It was just that smart mouth I needed to train to be courteous.

Twack.

Her fingers dug into the wood of the table. Her hips thrust back seeking more even as she tried to fight it.

Her body did not know whether it wanted me to stop or continue. But I already knew what she needed, even before she admitted it to herself.

Pain, pleasure, and the edge between them. That was what she craved, what would break her open and make her mine.

I enjoyed watching her innocent caramel ass turn red under my hands. Each mark was a reminder of who owned her now.

My cock throbbed so hard it hurt, straining against my pants. Aching to be inside her. I wanted to unzip and slam into her right then and feel her tight heat wrapped around me.

Twack.

This time she screamed.

“Careful, Anna,” I said, my voice rough. “Keep that up and we’ll have an audience. Is that what you want? Everyone knowing how much you love being spanked by your CEO? Knowing how wet you get when I discipline you?”

She bit down on her lip, trying to muffle the sounds.

“Good girl,” I murmured. “You’re learning.”

But not fast enough. I needed her completely broken down and desperate.

Twack. Twack. Twack.

I did not stop until her ass was a beautiful shade of crimson and she was writhing on the table, her hips moving in circles, chasing the pain, resisting the pleasure, caught between both.

“Stop! Roman, please, this is… you can’t…”

I was a bastard. Hell, maybe even a sadist. But watching her body respond, hearing those gasps and moans, feeling her arch

my touch even as she protested, nothing had ever turned me on this much.

into

“Apologize,” I demanded.

“What? No…”

Damn, I loved the way she would not give in easily. It made breaking her so much sweeter.

Twack.

“Apologize for rolling your eyes at me.”

“Go to hell, you arrogant dick…”

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There was that filthy, disrespectful mouth that made me want to shove my cock down her throat and teach her a real lesson.

Twack. Twack.

“Fuck!” she cried out. “Okay! Okay, I’m sorry!”

“Sorry for what?”

“I’m sorry for rolling my eyes…”

It still was not good enough.

Twack.

“Say it properly. Add ‘Sir’ at the end.”

“Are you serious right now?” Her voice was breathless but still ha that edge. “This is ridiculous… you’re getting off on this like some kind of pervert…”

She was still fighting and resisting me. I loved that fire. But I was going to extinguish it, bank it, control it.

Twack. Twack. Twack. Twack. Twack.

“Fine!” she gasped. “I’m sorry for rolling my eyes

There it was. Surrender. Music to my ears.

“Better. Now promise you won’t do it again.”

“Roman…”

Twack.

“Promise me, Anna.”

all

you, Sir.”

“I promise! I promise I won’t roll my eyes again, Sir! Just… please..”

Victory. I had broken through that stubborn pride of hers. And damn, it felt so good. Powerful. Like control and everything I had ever wanted.

“See? That wasn’t so hard.” I stroked her burning skin, feeling the heat radiating from it. “You can be a good girl when you try.”

“Please!” The word came out high-pitched and desperate. Not protest anymore. Pure need.

I paused, my hand hovering. “Please what?”

She whimpered, her body trembling.

She was so close to giving in. I could feel it and see it in the wayer body responded to every touch.

I touched her then, caressing the sting I had left behind. Her skin was hot beneath my palm. She wiggled, her waist arching. chasing my touch.

“When you’re a good girl, I’ll reward you. Make you feel things you’ve never felt before.”

I parted her thighs wider until she was completely exposed. “Make you addicted to me.”

Let’s see if she was ready to admit it. To beg for what her body was screaming for.

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“You want me here?” I purred, my fingers brushing over her entrance.

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She was so wet and ready. I could slide right inside her. Feel her clench around my fingers. Pump in and out until she was crying.

“U-um…” Her voice was shaky.

But her hips thrust forward, desperate and seeking.

“Use your words, Anna.”

“I… I don’t…”

“Oh, you can.” I stroked her slit once, gathering the wetness there

So damn wet. Her arousal coated my fingers, warm and slick.

I brought my fingers up where she could see them, coated in her arousal. Glistening.

“You’re soaked. Dripping. Your body’s begging for me even if that stubborn mouth won’t.”

“That’s… that’s not fair,” she gasped. “It’s all the kinky things you’re doing to me. How can I control that?”

She still did not understand that this was what we both needed.

“Exactly.” I leaned closer, my voice dropping. “You can’t. Your body responds to me. It knows what it wants. What it needs. It knows it belongs to me.”

She was fighting so hard. But I could show her how good this could be if she just surrendered.

“I can make this so good for you, Anna. Better than anything you’ve ever felt. But you have to let go. Stop fighting.”

“I can’t just…” She paused, then her voice turned sharp. “You think this makes you special? That I’ll just fall at your feet because you… because you…”

That was the defiance I was getting addicted to. She would not give me an inch without a fight.

“Because I what, Anna? Because I make you wet? Because I make you ache? Because your body wants me even when your mind says no?”

I began stroking her entrance with light, teasing touches that made her hips jerk.

“Do you want my fingers, Anna?” I drawled. “Inside you? Fucking you? Making you come all over this table?”

She whimpered, her thighs trembling.

“Because I want that. I want to feel how tight you are as you clench around my fingers. I want to watch your face as you fall apart with my name on your lips.”

“I…” Her voice came out small. Shy. It only intensified my desire to make her come.

“Answer me.”

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