Craving My Ruthless Ceo novel Chapter 147

Chapter 147

Roman’s POV

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“Stand up.” I released her wrists and stepped back, already reaching for the buttons of my shirt. “Just give me a

second.”

I peeled the wet shirt off, hissing as the fabric pulled away from my skin. A faint red mark was already forming across my chest where the coffee had hit.

“Oh God,” Anna breathed, her eyes fixed on the mark. She moved closer, her fingers reaching out tentatively. “Roman, that’s not okay. You’re burned. We need to…”

Her fingertips brushed across the red mark on my chest, feather light and concerned, and I had to lock my jaw against the groan that wanted to escape.

Everything was too sensitive right now. The burn, her touch, the awareness of her standing so close while I was half undressed. My skin prickled everywhere she looked, like I could feel her gaze as much as her fingers.

“I’m getting cold water.” She turned toward my private bathroom.

The moment she disappeared through the door, I unbuckled my belt with shaking hands. The wet fabric of my pants was plastered to my skin, uncomfortable and restricting. I shoved them down, kicking them aside.

When Anna emerged with a wet towel, she froze in the doorway.

Her eyes went wide as she took in my state. Standing there in just my briefs, which did absolutely nothing to hide the fact that I was already half hard.

The pain from the burn and the arousal were mixing in the most confusing way.

“I…” She swallowed hard, her gaze dropping before snapping back up to my face. A flush crept up her neck. “Taking off your pants was smart, because of the coffee.”

“The coffee went lower.” My voice came out rougher than intended. “My thighs. My…”

I didn’t finish the sentence. Her eyes had already flickered down again, noting the damp fabric of my briefs, the obvious bulge straining against them.

I took note of her stare. I watched her lips part slightly, and the way her chest rose and fell faster.

“Oh God.” She moved closer, the cold towel clutched in her hands. “Did it, I mean, is your…” She gestured vaguely at my groin, her face now completely red,

I raised an eyebrow. “Am I burned there?”

“Yes. No. I mean…” She took a shaky breath. “I hope the heat didn’t…”

“If you’re asking whether you burned my cock,” I pointed, watching her face flame even brighter, “I won’t fully know until I take off my briefs.”

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Her mouth opened, closed, then opened again. No sound came out.

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The shock and embarrassment on her face was almost worth the burning pain in my skin. Almost.

“Maybe you should inspect it,” I continued, dropping my tone. “Make sure everything’s intact, since this is your fault.”

“Mr. Blackwood…”

There it was again. The last name. She always did this when she wanted to enforce professional boundaries, running from what was happening between us.

“That should be your punishment, don’t you think?” I took another step, closing the distance between us. “You caused this. You should make sure you didn’t cause any permanent damage.”

“I can’t, you can’t be serious.” But her eyes kept dropping down. She kept staring at the bulge in my briefs despite her words. I could see her swallow again, could see the way her hands trembled slightly around the towel. “You can turn around and check yourself. I’ll just wait outside.”

“No.” I caught her chin, forcing her gaze back up to mine. My thumb brushed her lower lip, feeling how soft it was, how warm. “You’re going to inspect. Personally.”

“In the office?” Her voice came out breathy, heated despite the protest in her words. “That would be inappropriate.”

“You burned me. You’re responsible.” I let my thumb press against her lip as her mouth parted slightly under the pressure. “Do you have any idea what this could mean? If there’s real damage? If I can’t…” I paused, letting the implication hang in the air. “A man who loves sex as much as I do, permanently damaged?”

“Surely that little burn cannot…”

“Little burn?” I pointed at the red mark on my chest. “This little burn that formed a mark? I didn’t think you were that insensitive.”

Her eyes went wide. “I didn’t mean…”

“Then prove it.” I hooked my fingers around the waistband of my briefs but didn’t pull yet. “Ensure everything is in order. You caused this mess. Now you fix it.”

“Roman, please…”

“You have five seconds to get on your knees, Anna.” I let my voice go cold and authoritative. The same tone I used when someone was about to be fired. “Or I’ll make you pay for this in far more unpleasant ways. I could have you written up for workplace negligence. Assault, even. Do you want that in your file?”

Her face went pale. “You wouldn’t…”

“Five.”

“That’s not fair…”

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“Four.”

“Roman, you can’t…”

“Three.”

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I saw the exact moment fear and desire warred in her eyes, the moment she realized I wasn’t bluffing.

“Two.”

“Okay!” She scrunched her face, furious. “Okay, fine. I’ll check. Happy?”

“I will be once you’re on your knees.”

She scoffed but slowly lowered herself to her knees. Her face was flushed and her eyes flashed with anger. Something else was there too, even though she tried to hide it.

The sight of her kneeling in front of me, lips slightly parted and breathing unevenly, made my cock throb.

I stepped back slightly, putting some distance between us. “Now watch. Don’t look away, Anna. That’s an order.”

“You can’t be serious.”

“Do I look like I’m joking?” I hooked my fingers in the elastic. “Keep your eyes on me. If you look away, I’ll assume you don’t care whether you’ve permanently damaged me. Then we’ll have an even more difficult

conversation.”

“This is insane,” she whispered, but her eyes were locked on my hand. On my waistband. On the clear outline of my cock beneath the fabric. I could see her pulse hammering in her throat. “We can’t…”

“We can.” I started sliding the elastic down slowly, inch by inch, watching her face. “And we are. Now watch.”

“Roman…”

“Eyes on me, Anna.”

My eyes trailed her face as I pushed the briefs down. She tried to keep her gaze on my face, her teeth digging into her lower lip.

But her eyes betrayed her, shifting down, widening. Her breath caught as my cock sprang free.

Half hard and getting harder by the second, despite the burning discomfort in my skin. The head already flushed, already thick and heavy.

She immediately snapped her gaze back up, but it was too late. I’d seen her look. Seen the way her pupils dilated, the way her tongue darted out to wet her lips. Seen the way her thighs pressed together.

She wanted me.

Even angry, even trying to maintain professional distance, she wanted me.

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“See something interesting?” I asked, my voice dark with satisfaction.

“I, um, didn’t see anything,” she lied, her voice shaky and breathless.

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“How would you, when you haven’t looked properly?” I took a step closer, close enough that if she leaned forward just a few inches, her mouth would be on me. “Inspect the damage you caused, Anna.”

“What? No. I can see from here…”

“You’re on your knees already. Might as well do the job properly.” I let command bleed into my voice, the same tone I used in the boardroom when I expected immediate compliance. “Now.”

“This is…” she muttered, but I saw the way her thighs pressed together even tighter. Her breathing had gone shallow. She couldn’t quite tear her eyes away from my cock, now fully hard and jutting toward her face. “Unacceptable.”

“And yet you’re still here.” I moved closer, until my cock was level with her face. Until she had to tilt her head back to look up at me. Close enough that my scent would fill her senses. “Now inspect. Carefully.”

She kept her eyes fixed on my face, stubbornly refusing to look down even though my cock was right there, hardening further with every second she stayed on her knees.

Right there, so close to her lips.

“Anna.” Warning in my voice. “Look.”

“I am looking.”

“At my face. I need you to check for burns. On my thighs. My cock. Everywhere the coffee touched.”

Her eyes blazed. “This is humiliating.”

“This is consequence.” I reached down, gently tilting her chin. “You’ve had your mouth on me before, Anna Winters. No need to be shy now.”

The reminder made her breathing change, but it also made her gaze finally drop.

To my cock.

Now fully hard, jutting out toward her, the head flushed dark with arousal.

Her throat worked as she swallowed and her hands clenched into fists on her thighs.

The way her lips parted slightly, like her body remembered the taste of me.

“Well?” I asked, my voice strained despite my attempt at control. My cock twitched toward her mouth, seeking what it had had before. “Any damage?”

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