Craving My Ruthless Ceo novel Chapter 165

Chapter 165

Anna’s POV

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My eyes drifted over Roman, taking in what he was wearing. He had already removed his suit jacket earlier. The Beaumont brand, perfectly tailored. Now he reached up and began unbuttoning his shirt.

I watched, mesmerized, as each button came undone, revealing more of his chest.

When he shrugged the shirt off completely, I could not help but stare.

His chest was incredible. Broad and muscular, with defined pecs and abs that looked carved from stone.

A light dusting of dark hair spread across his chest, trailing down in a line that disappeared beneath his waistband. His shoulders were wide, his arms thick with muscle.

I found myself licking my lips without realizing it.

“Like what you see?” Roman asked, amusement coloring his voice.

Heat flooded my face as I realized I had been caught staring. “Maybe,” I said, trying to sound casual even though my voice came out breathy.

“Just maybe?” He stepped closer, his hands moving to his belt.

“Definitely,” I admitted, unable to look away.

Roman chuckled, the sound low and warm. “Good. Because I definitely like what I see.”

“Smooth talker,” I teased back, finding my courage.

“Just honest.”

My eyes drifted lower, following the trail of hair down his stomach to where his hands were working on his slacks.

He pushed his pants down, stepping out of them. His legs were long, toned, and strong, covered in a light dusting of dark hair.

Everything about him was masculine and powerful, and I could not stop staring.

Then my eyes moved to the bulge between his legs, still hidden by his boxer briefs.

Even through the fabric, I could see how big he was. The outline was thick and long, straining against the material.

Roman pushed his boxer briefs down his hips, freeing his cock.

My breath stopped completely.

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He was thick and long. The tip was flushed dark and glistening with precum. I could see the thick vein running along the underside and the way his cock curved slightly upward.

It stood hard and heavy between his legs, and all I could think was that it looked impossibly big.

A wave of nerves mixed with desire coursed through me.

I had seen him before and stroked him with my own hand. But today he seemed bigger. Or maybe it was because I knew he was going to be inside me this time.

The fear crashed through me like a wave, and I quickly looked away. My eyes focused on the floor as I tried to gather myself and calm my racing heart.

“Anna.” Roman’s voice was low and commanding. “Look at me.”

I swallowed hard but kept my eyes down.

“I said look at me,” he repeated, his tone leaving no room for disobedience.

Slowly and reluctantly, I lifted my eyes to his face.

“Not at my face,” he said, and I could hear the smirk in his voice. “Look at my cock.”

Heat flooded my cheeks. “Roman…”

“Look at it,” he commanded again, wrapping his hand around himself. “You have been staring at it for the past few minutes. Why stop now?”

“That’s different,” I whispered, my eyes still fixed on his face.

“How is it different?” He began stroking himself slowly and deliberately, from base to tip. “You have seen it before. You have had your soft little hands wrapped around it, stroking me until I came all over them.”

My face burned hotter.

“I seem to recall,” he continued, that infuriating smirk playing on his lips, “you bragging once that you had seen bigger. Remember that, sweetheart? When you were trying to act all experienced?”

Shame mixed with embarrassment coursed through me. I had said that. Another lie. Another stupid lie.

“So look at it now,” Roman said, his hand still moving up and down his length. “Show me how unimpressed you are. Show me how you have seen so much bigger,”

I still could not look down.

“Anna.” His voice dropped to that intense tone that sent shivers through me. “Do not make me tell you again. Look at my cock.”

Slowly, my eyes traveled down his body. Past his muscular chest. Past his defined abs. Down the trail of hair to where his hand was wrapped around himself.

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My mouth went dry.

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He was stroking himself slowly, and I was mesmerized by the movement. By the way his hand glided up and down. By the way his fingers could not quite wrap all the way around his thickness.

“There’s my good girl,” Roman murmured, satisfaction coloring his voice. “Keep watching.”

I was unable to look away now, even if I wanted to.

My eyes were glued to the sight of his hand moving, and to his cock getting impossibly harder with each stroke.

“This time is different,” I muttered more to myself. “You see, it’s just… there’s so much…”

“Much what?” he prompted, his hand resuming its slow glide up and down. “Use your words, Anna. Tell me what you see.”

“I lied,” I finally admitted, unable to tear my eyes away from his hand moving up and down. “I have not… I have never seen…”

“Never seen a cock this big?” he finished for me, arrogance dripping from every word. “Never had a man this size? Is that what you are trying to say?”

I nodded, still staring.

“Watch how hard you make me.” He stroked himself again, his hand moving faster now. His cock looked massive in his grip, intimidating and almost frightening in its size.

My desire intensified, but so did my fear. That was going inside me. That thick, long, impossibly hard cock was about to push inside my body.

How would it fit? How would my body accommodate something that big? Would it hurt? Would I be able to

take all of him?

Roman stepped between my legs. His hands wrapped around my waist possessively, pulling me closer against

him.

Then he positioned himself at my entrance. The head of his cock pressed against me, hot and hard.

“Anna,” he said, his voice rough. “This is day seven. Remember our agreement?”

I nodded, unable to form words.

His cock slid through my wetness, coating himself, the thick head dragging through my folds. The sensation. made me gasp.

“There’s no going back after this,” he continued, sliding his cock up to circle my clit. The pressure made my hips jerk.

I knew what saying yes meant. Roman had been clear from the beginning. This was temporary, an arrangement. He could not offer me his heart or promise me marriage or forever. This would end eventually.

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But I wanted him desperately. And somehow I had convinced myself it was enough, that having him now, even temporarily, was better than never having him at all.

“I need to know you are mine before we do this,” he drawled, his cock sliding down again and pressing against my entrance but not entering. Just teasing, circling, and making me ache. “I need to hear you say it.”

“Say it, Anna,” he commanded, his cock sliding back down and pressing harder against my entrance. “Tell me you are mine.”

“Yes,” I breathed, pleasure building from the friction of his cock against my sensitive flesh.

A smirk played on his lips, satisfaction flashing in his eyes. But he was not done.

“That’s not enough,” he growled, his cock sliding up and down through my folds, coating himself in my wetness, the head bumping my clit with each pass. “Say the words. All of them.”

“I’m only yours,” I repeated, my voice stronger now despite the lie I was hiding, the lie about my virginity, and the lie about my made-up boyfriend.

“Once we do this, no one else touches you. No one else has you. Only me. Understand?”

“Yes,” I said firmly, even as my conscience screamed at me. “I’m yours. Only yours.”

“What do you want, Anna?” he asked, his voice low and rough. His cock pressed harder against my entrance, just barely beginning to push inside before pulling back, teasing. “Tell me exactly what you want.”

The words came out before I could stop them.

“I want you to fuck me.”

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