Craving My Ruthless Ceo novel Chapter 183

Chapter 183

Roman’s POV

“Fuck.”

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My eyes met her naked body. Her breasts were full and perfect, nipples hard from the cold. The V between her legs was bare and smooth. She was the most gorgeous being I had ever seen. Every fantasy I had did not come close to the reality of her standing there, naked and wanting.

And she was staring at me. Her gaze trailed slowly over my body, lingering on my chest, my abs, then stopping at my cock straining against my briefs.

There was no hiding how I felt now. My body had betrayed me completely.

“See?” She gestured between us, completely shameless. “You do want me. It’s not just the drugs. You’re impressively hard. I would give it a standing ovation, but I am worried I might fall over.”

For a split second, a laugh pushed up my throat. Trust this awakened Anna to crack a joke in the middle of this.

I forced my face to stay serious, pressing my lips into a tight line.

‘Anna, what did you do?”

‘I told you. It felt sticky and itchy.” She pointed at her naked body, completely shameless. “I couldn’t help it. The fabric was bothering me. And honestly, what is the point? You’ve seen all of this before. You’ve kissed these.”

She gestured to her breasts. “You’ve had your hands here.”

Then her hands slid to her hips. “You’ve had your face right here.” She gestured between her legs without a trace of embarrassment.

That’s not the point.”

Then what is the point?” She took a step closer, stumbled, then caught herself on the sink. “Oops. See? Clumsy. You should >robably hold me. For safety.”

she reached for my briefs, but I caught her hands.

Because from where I’m standing, well, barely standing, the point is that we both want the same thing. I’m naked. You’re basically naked. We’re both adults. We’ve already slone stuff. Fun stuff.”

der head tilted. “Why is this different?”

bent down quickly and grabbed the towel, wrapping it around her again before my control slipped any further.

Before she could protest, I lifted her into my arms and carried her back into the room.

She giggled against my neck.

You’re so strong.” Her words were soft and slurred. “Do you work out? Of course you work out. Look at you.”

Her fingers poked lightly at my chest.

You probably lift cars for fun.” She squinted up at me. “After all, you’re a billionaire.”

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Chapter 183

Her hand traced patterns on my chest.

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I set her on the bed and started drying her off. She tried to help, but her hands got in the way more than they assisted, touching me more than herself.

“You have really nice hands. Big hands. Strong hands that have been places.”

She waggled her eyebrows at me. “Do you know what they say about men with big hands?”

“Anna.”

“They say they have big… feet. And other things. Big other things.” She dissolved into giggles.

I grabbed my shirt and helped her back into it, buttoning it quickly while she tried to distract me with comments about my body, my face, everything.

“You know,” she said, her voice playful, “this would go faster if you just let me stay naked. Then we could do other things. Fun things. Things we’ve done before. Things I bet you really miss doing. I know I miss them. I miss your mouth. And your hands. And that thing you do with your fingers.”

“Not happening.”

I forced her down onto the bed, pulling the covers up. “Go to sleep before you wake up regretting everything.”

She grabbed my wrist, stopping me. Her eyes locked on mine, suddenly more focused than they had been all night.

‘I promise I wouldn’t. You inside me is all I have ever wanted since the first day I met you. We’ve done everything else. Why not this?”

The words landed somewhere deep in my chest. The image of me inside her, filling her, making her mine, taking everything she was offering. I could not breathe or think.

I leaned closer, unable to resist, and my lips brushed hers softly.

Anna, it’s the drugs.”

You want me.” Her hand moved down and pointed at my cock, still straining against my briefs. “Stop fighting this. Your >ody says so. It is practically screaming it. Look at it. It is very loud.”

I can’t touch you, no matter how much I want to, because it’s not right.” I forced the words out, each one costing me something. “I can’t take advantage of you. So go to bed.”

Disappointment flashed across her face. Then confusion. Her brow furrowed and she looked at me like she was trying to olve a puzzle.

Why do you even care?” The question came out soft, genuinely curious. “You saved me from those loan sharks. You beat hem up. You tracked down Pierre and beat him bloody. You brought me here. You’re taking care of me.” She paused, her eyes searching mine. “Why? Why do you care so much?”

The question hit me harder than I expected, because I did not have a good answer. Not one I was ready to say out loud.

Because you work for me.”

That’s a lie.” She shook her head, more lucid now than she had been all night. “CEOs don’t do this for their assistants. You’re Roman Blackwood. You run an empire. You’re cold, controlling, dominant. You fire people for looking at you wrong. You make grown men cry in board meetings. I defied your orders and went out with Laurent, now I’m messed up and you’re here taking care of me.”

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