Craving My Ruthless Ceo novel Chapter 13

Chapter 13

ROMAN’S POV

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My hand still held her wrist while the other came up to rest against the wall beside her head. She was trapped now. Nowhere

You don’t know anything.” My eyes dropped to her mouth, then back up. “You stand there acting all righteous, throwing my offer back in my face like it’s an insult Like I’m the villain here”

“Aren’t you?

“Maybe I could teel the warmth coming off her skin. That same vanilla scent from last night filled my lungs. “But that doesn’t change what happened. Last night you threw yourself at me. Tried to seduce me. So what was the plan? Sleep with me and a few weeks later tell me you’re pregnant? Demand a huge payout? Is that why you took this job?”

Her eyes went huge. Then they narrowed.

“How dare you insinuate… She shoved my chest, hard enough to make me shift. “I have worked for you nonstop for three months. Long hours. Late nights. And now you think I planned all of that just to trap you with a baby?”

She shook her head, her breath uneven. “How self absorbed are you? You think the whole world revolves around you?”

“You did not think I was self absorbed last night when you were grinding on my cock. Begging me to touch you. Playing those innocent little games.”

Her face flushed deeper. Anger and desire battled in her expression. She shoved my chest again, harder, but the feel of her hands only sent heat through me.

“Innocent games that you enjoyed. Her voice rose. “And now you want to act like I took advantage of you? When you knew I was tipsy? I could say you are the one who took advantage of me

“Don’t. My breathing roughened. “Try to twist this.”

“Oh Her tone shifted into a challenge. “It hurts now? Feels bad when someone accuses you of things that are not true? When the story gets twisted to fit their version?”

My brows drew together.

She jabbed my chest with her finger. Once. Then again, each jab was sharp enough to make my breath deepen.

If you do not want people to lie about you or twist the truth, then do not do it to them.” Another jab. “Not everyone is out to get you. Mr Blackwood. Not every woman wants your money. Some of us actually have self respect.”

My hand dropped from the wall. I grabbed both her wrists and pinned them above her head. Held them there with one hand while my fingers wrapped around them exactly how I wanted. Bound. Under my control.

So you think you are different from all the others?”

“I do not claim to be different. She tried to pull her wrists free, but my grip held. Her body moved as she struggled. Swayed. Her breasts pressed against her dress and all I could remember was how sweet her nipples had tasted last night. How she had. moaned when I had taken them in my mouth. “But you have helped me realize that last night was a mistake, One I regret.”

My face hardened.

Her words hit directly across my pride. Heat pushed through my chest, not anger, but a deep urge to show her she did not mean any of it.

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I let go of her way but didnt steg Rack inread my hands down her arms. Slowly. My fingers traced her sides and

Mj voice came out rongh Raw Hleaned in an mhips brushed her skin. Is that what you are telling yourself?”

Tes The word came out breathinsk

flowered my mouth to her neck My lips touched the warm skrunder her ear She let out a breath she tried to hold in. She smelled like mall and sweetness. I kased lower. Down to where her collar started. My mouth traced the line of her vollarbone. Then lower still to the curve of her deavage where her dress began.

Her body reached under sy teach even as she fought me with words

“Mr Blackwood.“Her hands came up to my shoulders. Pushed. “Get your lips off. You’re acting inappropriately.”

I pulled back just enough to look at her. A smile tugged at my mouth.

Am I now?

I was losing control. I felt it slipping like sand through my fingers And I hated it. Hated that she made me feel this way. Our of control Desperate

I needed to take it back. To prove I could still control this. Control her. Control myself.

My hands down to the curves hidden under her oversized dress. Down to her hips. Then around to her backside.

1 gripped her there. Both hands full. Firm. Claiming.

I squeezed the soft flesh through her skin. Pulled her body against mine so she could feel exactly what she did to me. The heat between us. How hard I was for her.

This time the could not help it.

A small sound escaped her throat. Her hands came up to my chest.

“Say it again.” I pressed my body harder against hers. My hips pinned her to the wall. “Tell me you regret it. Tell me you do

not want this

Her breath caught.

I moved back to her mouth. She turned her face away.

“Do not

I caught her chin and made her look at me. Her eyes stretched wide, dark and full. Her lips were open, breath leaving her in quick bursts

Look at me and tell me you do not want this.”

She opened her mouth, probably to lie again, but before she could. I crushed my mouth to hers.

She pushed at my chest, hard. Her body stiffened. She tried to turn away, but I followed her mouth, refusing to let her

evrape.

My hand moved from her chin to the back of her neck, holding her still. My tongue pressed against her lips, demanding

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She let out a frustrated sound.

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I kissed her deeper anyway. Took her mouth the way I wanted. All the frustration, the anger, the want that had been eating at me since last night poured into the kiss

Then she broke

Her arms wrapped around my neck Pulled me closer instead of pushing me away. Her lips opened under mine. Her tongue met mine. The kiss turned wild, messy, and desperate. Like she hated it and needed it at the same time.

A sound rumbled from my chest. My hands moved over her body. Traced her waist, Slid up her ribcage. My thumbs brushed the underside of her breasts through the dress.

She arched toward me. Her nails dug into my neck.

My hand returned to her backside. I squeezed. Lifted her slightly so I could press harder. Press my aching cock against the place I wanted most.

She gasped. Her head fell back.

I dropped my mouth to her neck. Kissed the warm skin. Sucked lightly along the spot that made her release tiny whimpers she tried to swallow.

My hand slid up her thigh, under her dress. Her skin burned under my palm.

“God, I want you so bad.”

The words slipped out before I could stop them.

And reality snapped back.

What was I doing?

I needed her to sign the NDA. To fix this mess. Not pin her to my office wall like an animal without control. Not lose myself in her again. Not let her under my skin.

Get it together, Roman,

I let her feet touch the floor again. Forced distance between us even though my body screamed in protest.

She leaned against the wall, breath shaking. Her hair was a mess, her lips red and swollen. Her chest rose in quick bursts, and her dress was still pushed up where my hand had been.

I straightened my shirt, fixed my tie and my breathing

“There is no alcohol to blame now, is there?”

Her eyes widened, then narrowed.

I walked back to my desk, sat and watched her try to fix her hair Pull her dress back into place.

“Another copy of the NDA will be sent to your email. You sign it if you still want to keep working for me.”

Hurt flashed across her face and It almost made me take the words back.

Almost.

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Then het expression hardened. She leaned over my deck.

Go to hell you arrogant, condescending self–absorbed asshole

blinked

You can keep your job. And your money. And your pathetic compact” She snatched her bag. I quit”

You are not

“I said I qui” She stormed to the door and slammed it behind he

I was in titter shock.

She was bluffing. She had to be

But her pain. Her fury. It was real

No woman had ever walked away from my money before.

Three hundred thousand dollars. Most women begged for that. Some demanded more.

Maybe she was different.

And I hated how much power she had over me. Power she did not even try to take.

I deserved to be told off.

I had acted like an asshole.

But I couldn’t go there. Couldn’t let myself believe she meant any of it. Her innocence had to be an act

Do not be fooled.

Women like her were the ones to fear. They slipped in with their gentle innocence, made you trust them, made you want them, and wrecked you the moment you relaxed.

Just like my mother did to my father.

I was not falling for it.