Craving My Ruthless Ceo novel Chapter 133

Chapter 133

Anna’s POV

Roman smirked, amusement glinting in his eyes. “I thought you weren’t interested.”

“I wasn’t, but now I’m curious.”

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He placed his hand more firmly on my knee, his thumb stroking small circles through the fabric of my dress.

“I don’t want to scare you.” He paused, choosing his words carefully. “But we would explore a lot of sexual territory together.

A hard limit is something you absolutely won’t do under any circumstances. A soft limit is something you’re unsure about but might be willing to try with the right person, the right circumstances.”

“And you have these? Limits?”

“Everyone does, even if they don’t realize it.” His eyes held mine Sex for me is more intense than what regular folks experience. More adventurous. But I need to know what you can tolerate so I don’t cross a line.”

“More intense, how?” My voice came out smaller than I intended I was definitely afraid now.

He studied my face and suddenly it felt like he was holding back

“I think we’ve said enough today.” He stood up and held out his hand. “How about we go to bed? We can pick this up when you’re well rested, with a clearer head.”

later

The words go to bed frightened me more than they should have I had once begged him to sleep beside me, but that was before I knew what he wanted from me. Now I was terrified, not just of him but of my body’s response to him.

“I’m not ready to have sex with you.”

His eyes widened and then he laughed, the sound rich and genuine.

“So you’ve declared multiple times.” He brushed his hand down my arm. “Anna, we’re not having sex tonight, at least not without your consent.”

His smirk turned wicked. “But if you’re the one demanding it…”

He leaned in closer, his breath warm against my ear. “If you bege to fuck you, then I’d have no choice but to oblige.”

“Not funny.” My face burned.

“You should see your face.” His grin was devilish. “Like I’m about to eat you up.”

“Well, after everything you’ve said, can you blame me for being afraid of you?”

His expression sobered and he leaned in close, his lips at my ear

“There’s nothing to be afraid of.” His voice dropped to that dangerous purr. “I assure you, with time, you’ll come to not just love but crave every filthy act between us.”

“I highly doubt that.”

His grin widened. “We’ll see. I’ll remember to remind you of this conversation.”

I scrunched my face up like a petulant child and he caught my chin.

“Make that face again and I’ll punish you.”

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Would you punish me every time you feel I’m acting up?” I asked, genuinely curious despite my apprehension.

“Only when you’ve broken a rule. His thumb traced my jaw.

“Who sets the rules?”

“Me.” His answer was immediate and unapologetic.

“Of course.” I rolled my eyes.

“Do I get to set any rules?” I challenged. “Punish you as well?”

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He considered this, his expression thoughtful. “Under certain circumstances, it depends on the situation, the dynamic we

establish.

His eyes glinted darker. “But I’ll mainly do the punishing. That’s how this works, Anna. I need you to understand that from the start.”

I swallowed hard. “You’re not making this sound any less terrifying.”

“I’m trying not to scare you off.” His voice softened slightly. “But I won’t lie to you either. This arrangement won’t be conventional. But it will be consensual. Always.”

“I need to think.”

“I know.” He stood and held out his hand again. “Now, do you want to go to bed or keep talking about how much control I’d wield if I showed you exactly how desperate I am for you?”

“Fine. Can I sleep in the room I stayed in last time?”

His face hardened. “No. You’re sleeping in my bed.”

“Roman…

“You have my word.” His voice softened slightly. “I won’t touch you in any sexual nature unless you beg for it.”

“I won’t be doing any begging.”

“We’ll see about that too.”

I reached to clasp my bra but my hands were shaking.

Under his heated gaze, I felt my nipples tighten again, still sensitive from his earlier attention. The traitorous peaks hardened into stiff points and shame flooded through me.

He watched me struggle with the clasp, his eyes hungry and unashamed. He didn’t try to hide how much he wanted me and under his gaze, my body continued to betray me.

“It’s the bloody lace,” I muttered, trying to excuse my body’s response as I finally managed to clasp the bra. “The fabric is too rough.”

His laugh was low and knowing. “Or your body recognizes its owner already.” His smirk was pure arrogance. “Responding to me even when your mind protests.”

Blood rushed to my face as I wrapped my dress back around myself and tied it with trembling fingers.

I reached for my shoes that I’d kicked off earlier when he was in his office.

“Leave them.” His command was firm.

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“But I need…”

“Leave it. Eva will take care of it in the morning.” He cursed under his breath. “Stubborn girl.”

Before I could protest, he swooped me up into his arms.

“Roman!” I squeaked, my arms automatically wrapping around his neck.

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His hand came down on my ass with a sharp smack that echoed through the room. The sting bloomed instantly, heat spreading across my skin.

“Ouch!” I gasped as the sensation morphed into warmth that seeped deeper, pleasure mixing with the sting in a way that made my core clench.

“That’s for arguing.” His voice was raspy with satisfaction.

His hand came down again, harder this time, on the same spot. The layered sensation, sting upon warmth upon pleasure, made me cry out.

“Ouch! It hurts!”

But even as I protested, I felt the wetness between my thighs increase. My body was betraying me again, responding to the dominance in his touch, the controlled strength behind each spank.

“It’s meant to be,” he teased, before spanking me again. The sting was followed immediately by his palm rubbing the heat into my skin.

The dual sensation, punishment and pleasure, made my breath catch.

“It’s going to be truly delightful breaking you.”

“Even if I agree to your arrangement, you would never break me.

He looked up at me, his eyes glinting with challenge, and delivered another harder smack to my ass. This one landed between my inner thighs and I felt the sting travel straight to my clit.

“Ouch! Roman.” The protest came out breathy, almost like a moan, and from the way his eyes darkened, he heard it too.

“I surely do love a challenge,” he murmured as he carried me toward his bedroom, his hand possessively gripping my reddened ass. The pressure on the tender skin made me squirm and I wondered once again what the hell I’d just gotten myself into.

My heart still raced from the spanking, his words, and everything that had happened tonight.

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