Craving My Ruthless Ceo novel Chapter 135

Chapter 135

Annax POV

I should close my eyes, pretend to sleep, and

think about his naked in the shower juar feet away.

But I could not stop thinking about it. About water running over his body. His hands scaping that golden akin. Mayhe touching himself while thinking about me in his bed.

Minutes later, the bathroom door opened and nickly closed eyes, feigning sleep. But I could not help peeking through my lashes.

Roman walked out still in the towel, water droplets clinging

He did not head toward the closet immediately. Instead, he the towel.

Then he dropped it.

skin, his hair wet and slicked back.

there for a moment, and I watched as his hand came up to

My breath caught and I could not look away. His body was absoltely perfect, toned legs with powerful thighs, a firm ass that flexed as he moved, and between his legs…

Oh God.

He was completely shameless, walking naked across his bedroog like it was the most natural thing in the world. Maybe for him it was. Maybe he was so confident in his body, so comfortable in his skin that modesty was irrelevant.

1 squeezed my eyes shut as he neared the closet, my face burnin should not be looking. I should not be feeling this overwhehnig

I heard him moving around in the closet, drawers opening and closed, kept my breathing even and slow, praying he would beli

The mattress dipped as he climbed in beside me. I felt him moy back. Then his arm wrapped around my waist, pulling me back

my core clenching with need. What was wrong with me? 1 desire to see more, touch more, have more.

losing. Then footsteps approached the bed. I kept my eyes

I was asleep.

close and fell the heat of his body radiating against iny

inst him.

His chest pressed against my back, solid and warm. His legs tangled with mine, the soft fabric of pajama pants brushing against my bare legs. Between us, I felt the hard length of him pessing against my ass through the thin cotton.

He was still hard and wanting.

He leaned in close, his lips brushing my car as he whispered, “Need to pretend you’re sleeping. I know you watched.”

My eyes flew open and I felt my face burn with mortification. “I Wasn’t… I didn’t…”

I tried to pull away but his arm tightened, holding me against hi

“And yet you woke up so fast,” he mocked. “Ready to defend yourself.”

“I… um…” I struggled to form words, to defend myself. “I was very much asleep. It was your damp body that woke me

“Don’t lie to me, Anna.” His voice was dark with amusement. “I saw you pecking. Saw those pretty eyes glued to me while! dropped my towel.”

“You’re delusional,” I said, trying to inject outrage into my voice ven as my body betrayed me by pressing back against him. “I was sleeping.”

“Is that right?” His hand moved from my waist to my hip, his thub stroking in circles. “So you did not see me walk across

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the room naked? Did not admire every inch?”

“No.” The denial came out too quick, too defensive. “I would never. I wasn’t.”

“Such a terrible liar.” His lips brushed against my neck and I shivered. “But it’s cute how you try.”

“I’m not lying.”

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“If you want a personal naked session, all you have to do is ask.” is voice was pure sin. “I’d be happy to give you a private show. Let you look as long as you want. Touch wherever you want.”

The image made me clench around nothing and I had to bite back a whimper. “No thanks. I would like to go to bed now.”

His soft laugh vibrated against my back. “Goodnight, Anna.”

He pulled me closer, his arm a band of steel around my waist, hi body surrounding mine.

He was so warm and his scent enveloped me, a combination of cedar and sandalwood bath wash.

I tried to stay still, tried to ignore how good he felt against me. But my body had other ideas.

Without conscious thought, I found myself pressing back against him, seeking more of his heat, more of that delicious friction.

My ass ground against his cock and I felt him harden further.

“Anna.” His voice was a strained warning.

But I could not stop. It felt too good, that hard length pressing against me, the promise of pleasure just out of reach. I moved again, grinding back, and felt his cock push harder against me.

“Roman, I can feel you,” I murmured, trying to sound annoyed but failing miserably. My voice came out breathy and wanting.

His laugh was rough. “It’s not my fault when you keep thrusting back that sexy behind. What did you expect?”

“I wasn’t. I didn’t mean to,” I protested even as I did it again, my body moving of its own accord. “You promised we wouldn’t

have sex.”

“I did,” he agreed, his hand gripping my hip hard enough to brue. “But I didn’t promise no erection. That’s beyond my control when you’re grinding against me like this.”

I felt a surge of power knowing I affected him so strongly. “Ass,” muttered under my breath.

“What did you say?” His voice held a dangerous edge.

“Nothing”

In one smooth motion, he flipped me over onto my back, looming above me in the darkness. His eyes glinted as he looked down at me.

“Apologize.”

“No.” My defiance was automatic even though my heart was raci

His hand found my side and his fingers dug in lightly. I shrieked as a ticklish sensation shot through me.

“Take it back.”

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“Never.” I tried to squirm away but he followed, his fingers finding every sensitive spot, my sides, my ribs, the soft skin of my stomach.

I was laughing and gasping, trying to fight him off, but he was relentless. His body pinned mine, his hands everywhere, and underneath the playfulness I could feel the sexual tension cracking between us.

“Okay. Okay.” I finally gasped out. “I’m sorry. You’re not an ass.”

He stopped immediately, his hands stilling on my body.

We were both breathing hard and I realized how compromising our position was, him above me, between my thighs, the shirt I wore ridden up to show the curve of my ass.

“That wasn’t so hard,” he murmured, then rolled off me and pulled me back against his chest.

I was still catching my

breath when I felt myself relaxing into him again. His body was addictive, his solid presence soothing.

Without thinking, I started grinding back against him again.

It felt so good, that hard length pressing against the cleft of my as, the friction sending sparks through my core. I moved again, seeking more.

“Anna.” His voice was strained, his hand gripping my hip hard enough to stop my movements. “You can’t say no sex and then grind against my cock like that. Fuck, there’s a limit to the self-control I can wield.”

I stopped, guilt flooding through me. He was right. I was sending mixed signals, torturing both of us.

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“I’m sorry,” I said, and this time I meant it. “I can’t help it.”

“You’re asking for trouble.” His voice was rough against my ear. Testing limits that are already stretched thin.”

“I really didn’t mean to,” I whispered. “It just feels…”

“Good?” he finished for me. “I know, Anna.”

He pressed a kiss to my shoulder, gentle and sweet, so different from the raw sexuality of moments before.

“Go to sleep, Anna. Before I lose what little control I have left.”

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