Craving My Ruthless Ceo novel Chapter 119

Chapter 119

Ama’s POV

My body trembled against Resman, hating that he was right and eating how it kept betraying me.

I slapped his hand away, and he just smirked

Then his hand med ps brashing across my lips, parting there lightly with his thumb

Joe Bart post Bigs. They’re swollen. Ard

His fingers bonushed my tips again, and the touch sent a delicious hiver through me.

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The sensation was off and intimate, completely at odds with everything that had just happened. It stirred pleasure I did not want to knowledge.

sted on his hand away on his other arm wrapped around my waist, pressing me deeper into him.

“Steps houding me

“Why? Now Biked it when I touched you carlier. His thumb trace my bottom lip. “That fire in your eyes. I can’t help but wonder of it’s anger or dewire

sengen, you arogant…

Tush it as once dropped, a warning edge cutting through the softness.

But simply pressed my lips together, not having the will to push him after what had just happened.

Then be leaned into my car and purred, ‘I also wondered if you would have let me fuck you. Right here on this table. Would

“New”

He chuckled darkly. “We both know that’s another one of your lies. Another few seconds and you would have been begging ne to fill you. To fuck you hard and deep until you couldn’t remember your own name.”

You’re delusional”

“Am I? Your cunt was clenching around my finger like it never wanted to let go. You were dripping down my hand, Anna. Dripping

My checks burned with shame and anger, with the knowledge that he was absolutely right.

“I hate you”

“You keep saying that” His lips grazed my car. “But your body tells a different story. Your pulse is racing right now. I can feel it under my fingers”

“Because I’m furious

“Because you’re still turned on.” His hand slid down my throat, resting where my pulse hammered. “Because even now, even after I’ve left you desperate, your body still wants mine.”

I wanted to deny it and scream at him that he was wrong. But we both knew the truth.

He released me suddenly, stepping back. His hand went to his pocket, and I watched him slip his tie inside, the one he had

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used to bind my wrists.

Like proof of his conquest.

I was fuming. I turned away from him, trying to adjust my dress ready to walk away and never look back.

“Let me help you fix your hair.”

I froze.

“It’s only chivalrous that I help fix what I put out of place.” His tone was almost mockingly polite.

Chivalrous? After acting like a brute, he thought he could suddenly play gentleman?

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“No, thank you.” My fingers worked through my hair. But there was no mirror, and I had no idea if I was getting it right. The bun had come loose, strands falling everywhere.

I felt him close the distance behind me.

“You missed a few.”

“No.” I stepped away. “Mr. Blackwood, please. I don’t need your help.”

“Calling me Mr. Blackwood now?” His voice held amusement. “After you surrendered to me moments ago?”

“Stop it.”

“I’m just trying to help.” He raised his hand.

“What will the staff think when you walk out of here?”

He circled around to face me, his eyes traveling over my appearance.

“Your hair a mess, the top button of your dress unbuttoned, looking flushed like you’ve been thoroughly fucked by me. They’ll have their evidence.”

My stomach dropped.

He was right. I did care what Fay and the rest of the team saw. What they thought. The last thing I needed was confirmation of whatever rumors were already circulating.

“You’re enjoying this.”

“Immensely.” He did not even try to hide it. “Watching you struggle between pride and practicality. It’s fascinating.”

“You’re a sadist.”

“I prefer the term observant.” He tilted his head. “Now, are you going to accept my help? Or would you rather walk out there looking like you’ve been ravished?”

“Fine.” The word came through gritted teeth.

He moved behind me, his fingers gentle now as they brushed back strands of my hair. He loosened what was left of the bun completely.

“Turn around.”

I did, reluctantly.

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He gathered my hair, smoothing it back, then twisted it and secured it properly, like he had done this a hundred times.

before.

Jealousy flared in my chest.

“How many women have you had bent over your desk and then helped fix their hair?” The words came out before I could stop them.

From behind, his voice came. “None. You’re the first.”

“I don’t believe you.”

“Why not?”

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