Craving My Ruthless Ceo novel Chapter 196

Chapicy 196

I held them apart, one hand firm on her inner thigh.

Do not hide from me

She tugged at the rope desperately. She probably wished she could cover herself. Not a chance.

I chuckled darkly, the sound rich with satisfaction.

“Well, well.” I traced the wetness again, teasing this time. “I am most certainly not imagining this.”

I pressed slightly, the fabric pushing against her.

She whimpered.

I traced along the soaked lace, feeling how she clenched beneath my touch.

“Your mouth lies, but this…” I traced again, firmer. “This does not.”

The evidence was undeniable, soaking through the lace.

I picked up the paddle again.

Crack.

Between her thighs, the paddle struck her inner thigh where it met her core.

The sting was vicious on sensitive skin.

She gasped, her hips jerking as the pain cut sharp and sweet.

She tugged hard at the rope, defiant even now.

I used the paddle to spread her open, gently tapping the flat surface against her, teasing.

Then I aimed for her clit, a light swipe, just enough pressure.

The sting was sharp and immediate.

She screamed as her whole body convulsed.

Keep talking, I murmured, running the paddle along her wetness. “That smart mouth of yours. I want to hear it.”

Crack

Against her clit again, harder.

She sobbed, the sound broken.

Tell me again how grotesque this is.” I tapped the paddle against her, teasing “While you’re dripping for me”

I checked the wetness again, and now the fabric was completely soaked.

“Getting wetter every time you deny it.”

Crack

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I cannot Her voice was desperate.

“Cannot what?” I traced the paddle along her through the wet lace. “Cannot admit what you need?”

Crack

She screamed again as pleasure and pain twisted together.

“Keep talking.”

Crack.

‘Please!” Finally, the word tore from her.

‘Please what?”

She gasped for breath as tears soaked into the blindfold.

Crack.

‘I am sorry!” she sobbed. “I am sorry! I will follow your rules!”

‘Say it again.”

‘I am sorry! I will be good! I will listen!”

The sting spread through her as heat bloomed. She whimpered, half pain, half plea.

I smirked, satisfied. Breaking her down had been easier than she expected.

“That was not so hard, sweet tease.”

I set the paddle aside. The sound of it hitting the nightstand echoed in the silence.

Her ass glowed red as angry marks bloomed across both cheeks. The handprints were visible, perfect impressions of my palm, the paddle’s outline etched into her skin.

Beautiful and mine.

I placed my palms on her heated flesh. She flinched at first contact, a soft gasp escaping her lips.

I massaged gently, my palms moving in circles, kneading the reddened skin, working the sting deeper, then soothing it

‘Still think you can outsmart me?” I squeezed her ass, feeling the give of her flesh.

She whimpered, not from pain but from pleasure.

My fingers continued, spreading wide, gripping her cheeks, squeezing, feeling how she fit perfectly m my hands

“No more witty comebacks?’

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Chapter 196

Roman’s POV

She shook her head weakly as words abandoned her

My thumb dug into the junction where her ass met her thigh, that sensitive spot that made her gasp and made her hips roll

forward.

The sting transformed under my touch as pain gave way to pleasure.

‘Roman… My name was a plea on her lips.

I reached around her body from behind as my chest pressed against her marked ass. The heat of her skin soaked into me My cock strained against my jeans, pressed against her. I wanted her to feel exactly what she did to me.

My hands found her breasts.

She gasped, breathy and desperate.

I

I cupped them, filling my palms as her soft flesh spilled around my fingers.

Her nipples pressed hard against my palms.

‘Look at you. You cannot even think straight anymore.”

I circled them as my fingertips traced around the areolas, getting closer but not touching directly.

She arched, pressing into my hands, but I felt the tremor in her body, the way she fought against giving in completely.

I pinched her nipples lightly at first.

She moaned as her hips ground back against me, but her hands clenched into fists, resisting.

I pinched harder, rolled them between my fingers, tugged.

She writhed against the bindings as the rope burned her wrists, her body caught between pulling away and pushing closer

I tugged again, pulling until she gasped, until her back arched more, until she trembled under my hands, still fighting the pleasure coursing through her.

That pride of yours is dissolving, isn’t it?”

Her breath hitched, a small sound of resistance escaping her throat even as her body betrayed her

I released one breast as my hand glided down her stomach, fingers spread wide, claiming every mch of skin

She trembled as her whole body shook

My fingertips traced lazy circles on her belly, lower, then back up, teasing

I traced the edge of her panties as my fingers dipped just beneath the waistband, barely, then retreated

Her hips lifted chasing my touch.

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I traced the edge agam, dipped lower this time, almost, then pulled back.

Her breath came in short gasps, frustrated whimpers escaping despite her attempts to stay quiet

Tell me what you need. My fingers traced the waistband again, torturous.

She bit her lip. fighting it. her body tensing.

I dipped my fingers beneath the fabric, just the tips, hovering over her mound, not touching, just close enough to make her ache.

Her hips bucked desperately.

I pulled my hand back out and traced the waistband again.

“Touch me,” she finally gasped. “Please touch me.”

My fingers slipped beneath the fabric again, lower this time, so close I could feel the heat.

She held her breath, waiting, trembling.

I traced the crease where her thigh met her hip, still not giving her what she needed.

Her hips rolled frantically, seeking any friction, any relief.

Who do you belong to?”

I’m yours,” she sobbed.

The sound of it crashed through me. Hearing her break like that, feeling her surrender completely, made my cock throb.

I gripped her waist with one hand, fingers digging into her skin, holding her in place. The other hand continued its torture beneath her panties, tracing the soft skin of her inner thigh.

ground against her. I was not supposed to. This was about her, about breaking her down. But I could not stop myself.

My hips pressed forward as my cock rubbed against her ass, seeking relief that would not come.

She felt it, felt how hard I was, how much I wanted her.

Her head fell back against my chest, her blindfolded face turned up, lips parted, gasping.

Watching her come undone like this, feeling her shake, hearing those desperate little sounds, it was everything.

My fingers hovered just above where she needed me most.

But I did not touch her there.

Instead, I traced along the outer edge of her folds once, feeling how wet she was.

She whimpered as her thighs shook

I pressed her deeper against me as my hand on her waist pulled her back and my hips pushed forward, grinding

I groaned. I could not help it. The friction, the heat of her skin, the way she trembled

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Does this feel good

Yes The word escaped as a moan. “Oh, it does.”

“Good” I smirked against her neck “Just good?”

I moved my fingers higher and traced around her clit, never touching it directly, just around it.

My hips ground against her again, harder this time.

She gasped as her back arched and her head pressed into my chest.

“I’m begging you.”

My cock throbbed as I ground against her ass, taking what I needed while denying her everything.

“Who do you belong to?”

“You. Only you.”

I traced the area just above her clit, so close she could probably feel my breath catch.

She sobbed.

I pulled her harder against me as my hand gripped her waist, fingers pressing bruises into her skin. The other hand traced maddening patterns just around where she needed me, never giving her what she needed.

My hips moved on their own now, grinding against her, seeking friction. The denim of my jeans rubbed against her marked

ass.

She gasped every time I ground forward.

I could feel her pulse beneath my fingers, racing, frantic. She was dripping, soaking my hand as her whole body trembled.

I pressed my fingertip against the hood above her clit, not touching it, just the area above.

‘Admit it.” I murmured against her ear. “Admit you were wrong. Admit you love being tied up by me.”

‘I… Her voice broke, stuttering. “I… I…”

Her face was pure pleasure, her features twisted in ecstasy, but she was still wrestling with it, fighting one last time against the truth I had dragged out of her body..

I was so hard it hurt. My need to hear her say the words intensified my desire to bury myself inside her.

“Say it.”

‘I… I w-was…”

Then the scanner on my door beeped.

Beep. Beep Beep.

The sound cut through the moment

Someone was at my door.

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Fuck

Anna trembled distracted for a second. Her focus shifted.

I ignored it completely, stayed focused on her and this moment, on getting what I needed.

I could not stop now, not when I was this close.

Whoever it was knew the rules. Ring once, and if there was no response, send a message.