Craving My Ruthless Ceo novel Chapter 78

Chapter 78

Anna’s POV

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“A date.” I took the final step, eliminating all space between us. She was trapped now, the sink at her back, my body blocking any escape. “In a club like this?”

“What’s wrong with this club?” She crossed her arms over her chest, and the movement pushed her breasts up, making them swell above the neckline, making me want to tear that dress off her and worship them with my mouth until she was begging.

My hands clenched into fists, fighting the overwhelming urge to touch. To take. To claim.

“You know exactly what’s wrong with it.” My voice came out as a growl. “Or did Laurent conveniently forget to mention what goes on in the VIP rooms?”

Anna’s checks flushed the most beautiful shade of pink, spreading down her neck and disappearing beneath that sinful neckline, and I wanted to follow that flush with my tongue.

She knows. She saw something.

“I have no idea what you’re talking about.”

She was lying. I could read it in every line of her body, the way she wouldn’t meet my eyes, the way her breathing had changed, the way her thighs pressed together like she was trying to hide her body’s reaction.

“Are you stalking me, Mr. Blackwood?” She tried to deflect. “How did you even know I was here?”

I didn’t answer. Instead, a dark smile tugged at my lips. She had no idea this was my club. That I owned every inch of this building. That I could have watched her from the moment she walked in, tracked her every move, seen every man who looked at her in that dress.

And I wasn’t ready to tell her yet. Wasn’t ready to reveal just how deeply I’d already claimed her without her knowing.

“I have my ways.” My voice was low, dangerous, promising things I shouldn’t promise.

“That’s not an answer.”

“And I’m not sharing them with you.” My smile widened at the outrage flashing across her face.

“Of course you’re not.” She pushed at my chest, her palm flat against me, and even that innocent touch sent electricity through my body. “Because Roman Blackwood never explains himself. He just shows up wherever he wants, does whatever he wants, takes whatever he wants.”

“Careful, Anna.” I leaned in, my lips nearly brushing her ear. “Don’t push me. Not when you’re wearing this dress. Not when you smell this good. Not when I can feel how fast your heart is racing.”

Anna’s eyes were wide, pupils blown with something that looked like desire. Her lips parted on a shaky breath.

And she was biting her bottom lip, that unconscious gesture that made me want to do it for her.

“You look flustered.” My eyes locked on her mouth, remembering exactly how it felt against mine.

“I’m not.” She released her lip. “You just showed up here unannounced and”

“Is it?” I leaned in slightly, watching her reaction. She sucked in sharp breath but didn’t pull away. “Or is it because of something else?”

“Like what?” The words came out breathless, wanting.

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Chapter 78

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“Like what you saw in that VIP room I let my gaze drop deliberately to her heaving chest, watching those perfect breasts rise and fall, then back up to her flushed face. “What did they do Anna? What did you watch? Did you see them fucking?”

Her flush deepened, spreading across her collarbone. “That’s… Ion’t

Tell me.” I moved closer, our bodies almost touching now, the heat between us nearly unbearable. “Did it turn you on? Watching them fuck in front of everyone? Did it make you wet?”

“Mr. Blackwood…” She tried to sound scandalized, but I heard the hitch in her breath, saw the way her thighs pressed together.

“Laurent?” The name tasted like poison. “Did he put his fucking hands on you? Touch what’s mine?”

“No!” She pushed at my chest with both hands, but the touch lingered, her palms hot against me. “And I’m not yours!”

I didn’t believe her. My eyes roamed her body hungrily, possessively, looking for evidence. Marks. A hickey on that graceful neck. Anything that would tell me another man had dared touch her.

She scoffed, trying to pull away.

“I already told you.” She gestured to her body, and my eyes followed the movement greedily. “As you can see for yourself. I’m fine.”

My gaze traveled slowly over every inch of exposed skin. The dress had ridden up slightly, showing more of those incredible thighs.

And she was right. She looked fucking perfect. Untouched.

Mine.

I let out a deep breath of relief, some of the rage easing. Her hands were still on my chest, and I knew she could feel my heart pounding, could feel the desire coursing through me.

Then she smiled, deliberate and provocative. “Laurent has been a perfect gentleman all night.”

“A gentleman.” The word dripped with disbelief and dark amusement. “He brought you to a sex club in a dress designed to make men lose their minds, and he was a gentleman?”

“You don’t know what you’re talking about.” She poked my chest with her finger, each touch sending heat straight to my groin. “You don’t know him. You don’t know what happened. You don’t know anything.”

God, she was beautiful when she was angry. All fire and passion and defiance, and I wanted to channel all that energy. redirect it into something we’d both enjoy more.

I imagined those hands fisted in my hair instead of pushing against my chest. Imagined those lips parted in ecstasy instead of protest. Imagined that flush spreading across her naked body as I made her come apart beneath me, on top of me, around me.

“You think you know him?” My voice was hard. “You have no idea what kind of man he is. What he wants from you.”

“And you do?”

“Yes.” I leaned closer, my voice dropping to something dark and possessive. “He brought you here to fuck you, Anna. To get you aroused, compliant. To take what I haven’t been able to stop thinking about taking myself.”

My hand moved from the counter to her waist, fingers spreading possessively over the curve of her hip, feeling the heat of her skin through the thin fabric.

She scoffed, angry and defiant. “And isn’t that what you want? To own me while giving nothing in return?”

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