Craving My Ruthless Ceo novel Chapter 40

Chapter 40: Little Liar Thought She Could Wound Me

Roman’s POV

But I couldn’t. I wouldn’t.

My voice came out hoarse, strained. “Anna…”

That broke the spell. Her eyes snapped up to mine, reality crashing back.

“Oh my God. I’m so sorry. I didn’t know you were… I should’ve… I’m sorry.”

She used both hands to cover her eyes like a naïve girl who’d just witnessed something shocking and didn’t know where to look.

I grasped her arm and hauled her up.

“You should probably try knocking first, Miss Winters, to avoid situations like this.”

She ripped her hands from her eyes but was still unable to meet my gaze. “You’re right. It’s my fault. But when

I woke up and you weren’t beside me… I panicked. So I rushed in without thinking.”

“That’s fine.” I bent to reach for the towel.

This time she turned away, and I could see how affected she was. I knew she was embarrassed, but I could sense it was mixed with desire.

“Anna.”

Still with her back turned. “Yes?”

“You can turn around.”

She shook her head like a child being scolded. “I’d rather not.”

I couldn’t help myself. “You’ve already seen my cock in all its morning glory, so quit playing innocent like it’s the first time you’ve seen one and look at me.”

That got her to turn around.

She folded her arms and replied, her chin lifting defiantly. “You’re right, Mr. Blackwood. Of course this isn’t my first time seeing a man’s dick.”

She paused, and I could see her mind working, searching for words that would cut me down to size.

“And I’ve certainly seen bigger than yours. So you’re right, there’s nothing to be embarrassed about.”

Rage exploded through me. How fucking dare she? The image of her with another man, any other man, looking at him the way she’d just looked at me, sent jealousy coursing through my veins like poison.

I knew what she was doing. She’d said it to hurt me, to get back at me for pushing her buttons. But it worked. Christ, it worked.

And now I was going to show her exactly what happened when she lied to my face.

I closed the distance between us in three strides, my hand shooting out to grab her wrist. She gasped as I spun her around and backed her against the wall with enough force to make her understand I wasn’t playing

anymore.

Her back hit the wall with a dull thud, and the air rushed from her lungs. “Mr. Blackwood, what do you think you’re…”

Her words died in her throat.

leaged her in, planting my hand on the wall above her head, my other hand still gripping her wrist. I used every inch of my size, my height, my strength, the breadth of my shoulders, to crowd her, to make her feel small and cornered.

I leaned in until our faces were inches apart, my voice dropping to a rough growl.

“Careful with that smart mouth of yours, Ann We both know your a dirty little liar.”

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I pressed my body deeper into hers, letting her feel every hard inch of me. My cock, still rigid and demanding, pushed against her core through the thin fabric separating us.

I watched her eyes widen, watched her breath hitch.

I leaned even closer, until my lips brushed the shell of her ear as I whispered, “You haven’t seen a cock this big, baby. Because if you had, you wouldn’t have reacted the way you did earlier.”

My free hand came up to grip her jaw, tilting her face toward mine. “Your eyes wouldn’t have gone wide like a virgin seeing one for the first time. You wouldn’t have stared at it like you were mesmerized, like you couldn’t look away even if you wanted to.”

I pressed my hips harder against hers, grinding slowly, deliberately. “And you certainly wouldn’t be breathing this hard right now, with your pulse racing under my fingers and your body trembling against mine.”

I pulled back just enough to look into her eyes, letting her see the heat burning in mine. My thumb traced along her bottom lip.

“So let’s try this again, Anna.” My voice was rough, commanding. “And this time, I want the truth. Have you ever seen a man naked before?”

She stuttered, her confidence giving way to panic.

“U.. m… of course… I’ve seen a lot.”

The lie was written all over her face. The way her eyes darted away from mine. The flush creeping down her neck. The slight tremor in her voice. She couldn’t have been more obvious if she’d held up a sign.

“A lot?” I arched an eyebrow, my tone dripping with dark amusement. “Really? How many is ‘a lot,’ Anna?”

She nodded, but it was shaky, unconvincing.

I leaned in closer, my breath hot against her ear. “So you’re telling me you just spread your legs for any man who comes along? That you’re the type to fuck around without giving a damn who’s between your thighs?”

The words were crude, designed to provoke. I knew what I was doing, twisting her innocent lie into something dirty that would make her blood boil.

Her eyes flashed with pure fury. “That’s not what I meant, and you know it!”

“Then what did you mean?” I pressed, my voice harsh. “Enlighten me, Anna. How exactly does a woman see ‘a lot’ of naked men without being a…”

“Stop it!” Her tone was high-pitched. “There’s only one way to see a man naked, but that doesn’t mean I’m sleeping around like some…”

“Like some what?” I goaded, my mouth curving into a cruel smile. “Say it, Anna. What word were you about to use? The same one you thought I was calling you?”

“This is typical!” She tried to shove at my chest, but I didn’t budge. “Classic case of your fragile male ego being hurt, so now you’re trying to slut-shame me to make yourself feel better.”

She was right. Damn her, she was absolutely right. My ego was more than bruised, it was fucking shattered. And I was lashing out like a vindictive bastard because the thought of her with anyone else made me want to burn the world down.

But then she delivered the killing blow, her chin lifting with false bravado. “It’s not my fault that you’re so… average in that department. I’m sorry if the truth hurts your feelings, Mr. Blackwood.”

Average.

She’d called my cock average.

The audacity. The sheer fucking audacity.

I was beyond furious. My hands clenched into fists against the wall.

She was lying. I knew she was fucking lying.

I was far from average. I’d had women complain about my size before, too big, too thick, too much. I’d had

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lovers who needed extra time to adjust, who’d gasped and whimpered and begged me to go slow because they couldn’t take all of me at once. I’d overheard conversations I wasn’t meant to hear, women comparing notes, using words like “massive” and “almost too much.”

Average was the last thing anyone had ever called my cock.

This little liar thought she could wound me with her words? Thought she could diminish me?

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