Craving My Ruthless Ceo novel Chapter 161

Chapter 161

Anna’s POV

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I stood in the middle of Roman’s executive office, my arms wrapped around myself, trying to calm the riot of sensations still coursing through my body.

He had gone to the boardroom to finish up with his international clients. Before leaving, he looked at me with tinose intense erres and ordered me to sit and wait for him.

That had been twenty minutes ago. The images of Roman’s fingers moving inside me kept assaulting my mind. How dose I was when he whispered those filthy, perfect words in my ear.

I pressed my thighs together hard trying to ease the throbbing need. The pressure only intensified the ache rather than soothing it

I had never experienced this kind of overwhelming, all-consuming need that made rational thought impossible. This was not something I could think my way through, control, or manage.

This was pure, primal want

And I did not know what to do with it

I resumed pacing across the hardwood floor, back and forth past the leather furniture.

My eyes fell on his desk

The massive mahogany surface was immaculately organized. The laptop was closed and perfectly centered. Papers and pens were arranged in a neat row, just like Roman himself.

An idea sparked in my head.

Then again, nothing about tonight had been like me.

The old Anna was a nerd. She would not have let Roman touch her in public. She would not have begged for

more.

But right now, standing in his office with my body screaming for release, I did not feel like the old Anna at all,

I felt wild, reckless, and desperate.

“Did you do it? After you sent me those photos. After you told me goodnight. Did you touch yourself?”

“No.”

Why not?”

“Because L… could not. I just could not

But I could now.

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I had to.

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I could not hold back anymore. The ache between my legs was unbearable, the pressure building and building until I thought I might explode from it.

My heart hammered as I approached the desk. I reached out and ran my fingers across the smooth mahogany surface.

This was crazy.

What if he came back? What if someone walked in?

But the thought of Roman walking in, finding me like this, seeing me touch myself on his desk…

A fresh wave of heat rolled through me, making my knees weak.

I glanced toward the door. It was still closed. No one came to this floor unless Roman sent for them, and he was in a meeting. He had said he would be a while.

I had time.

Before I could talk myself out of it, I moved around to the front of the desk and leaned back against it. The cool mahogany pressed against my bare back where the dress dipped low, sending a shiver through me.

My breath came faster as I reached down and slowly gathered the silver fabric of my dress, pulling it up inch by inch until the hem bunched around my hips.

The air conditioning hit my exposed thighs, making goosebumps rise on my skin.

I hesitated, my hands trembling.

This was it. The point of no return.

But my body was screaming for relief, my clit throbbing so insistently that I could not think straight, could not remember why this was a bad idea.

I had never done this before. Never given in to the need and touched myself like this, even in my own bed.

But Roman had awakened something wild inside me, a forbidden need that refused to be ignored.

I hooked my fingers into the sides of my lace panties and slid them down my legs, stepping out of them carefully.

The cool air hit my exposed skin, and I gasped softly at the sensation.

I was so wet. I could feel it on my inner thighs, slick and undeniable.

With shaking hands, I hoisted myself onto the edge of the desk, my dress riding even higher. I spread my legs slowly, bracing my heels against the desk’s edge.

Completely exposed and vulnerable.

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My heart was racing so fast I could hear it pounding in my ears. Every instinct screamed that this was wrong, that I should stop.

But then I slid one hand between my legs.

The first brush of my fingertips against my swollen clit stole the breath from my lungs. My entire body jerked, a broken gasp tearing from my throat. It was like touching a live wire. Every nerve ending lit up at once, pleasure so sharp it bordered on pain, radiating outward from that single point of contact.

“Oh God,” I breathed, my head falling back.

I swiped my fingers through my slit, gathering the wetness there, shocked by how much there was. I had never been this wet in my life. I spread the slickness over my clit, and the glide of my fingers became smoother, easier, the pleasure building with each pass.

The sensation was unlike anything I had ever experienced. My fingers trembled as I explored tentatively, learning what felt good, what made my hips jerk.

I circled my clit slowly, getting used to the sensation, and pleasure sparked through me like lightning.

My other hand gripped the edge of the desk for support as I increased the pressure, my fingers moving in slow, deliberate circles.

“Roman,” I whispered into the empty office, his name escaping my lips unbidden.

I imagined it was his hand between my legs. His fingers working my clit with that perfect pressure. His voice in my ear, telling me how good I felt, how wet I was, how perfect….

A moan escaped me, louder than I intended.

I forced my eyes open, glancing nervously toward the door. It was still closed. No footsteps in the hallway. I was safe, for now.

I let my eyes drift closed again and gave myself over to the sensation. My fingers moved faster, finding a rhythm that made my hips rock against my hand.

Yes. I needed this so badly I could barely breathe.

My free hand moved up to my breast, squeezing through the silk dress. My nipples were hard, sensitive, aching for attention.

“Roman,” I moaned again, louder this time.

The pleasure was building, and I could feel myself getting closer, my body trembling with the approach of

release.

I slipped two fingers lower, teasing my entrance the way Roman had, Gosh, I was so wet. I pushed one finger inside myself slowly, and the stretch made me gasp,

Not nearly enough. I needed more. Him.

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But this would have to do.

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I added a second finger, pumping them in and out while my thumb worked my clit. The dual sensation was overwhelming, making stars burst behind my closed eyelids.

“Yes,” I breathed. “Oh God, yes…”

My rhythm became frantic, desperate. I was so close. Right there. Just a little more…

“Anna.”

My eyes flew open.

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