Craving My Ruthless Ceo novel Chapter 79

Chapter 79

Roman’s POV

I saw the genuine hurt in her eyes. The confusion. The fear mixel with anger and desire.

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But my eyes betrayed me again, dropping to her body. To those curves. To the way that dress showcased everything I had been fantasizing about, everything I had denied myself, everything I wanted to claim so badly my entire body ached with it.

“Anna, listen.” I forced my voice to soften and forced my eyes back to her face. “Let me take you home. Away from here. Away from him.”

“Absolutely not.” She shook her head firmly. “What would I tellurent? Sorry, my insane boss showed up and is acting like a jealous psycho? I’m not doing that.”

My patience snapped.

I pressed my body fully against hers, letting her feel exactly what she did to me, how hard I was for her.

One hand still gripped her waist. The other moved to the counter beside her hip, caging her in completely.

“I’m going to give you two options.” My voice was dark with certainty, barely holding back my hunger. “Option one, I go back out there right now, kick Laurent in the groin, and make it very clear that you’re not available. That you’re mine.”

She gasped, her hands flying to my chest. “You wouldn’t…”

“Or,” I continued, my hand sliding from her waist down to her bare thigh, fingers grazing warm, soft skin that felt exactly as perfect as I had imagined, “option two, I fuck you right here. Right now. Make you scream my name while Laurent’s waiting for you out there. Make you come so hard on my cock that you forget his name entirely.”

Anna sucked in a breath. I felt her entire body tremble against mine, felt the way her thighs shifted, trying to press together despite my body blocking them.

“Are you insane?” Her mouth fell open, shock and need mixing in her expression. “Have you completely lost your mind?”

“Possibly.” My fingers traced higher on her thigh, bunching the fabric of her dress and revealing more skin. “Probably. But I’m dead serious, Anna. Choose.”

“You wouldn’t… you can’t… I don’t consent to…”

“I’ll make you beg me for it.” My voice was rough with want. My eyes locked on hers, dark and intense and absolutely certain. “I’ll make you so desperate, so wet, so needy that you’ll be pleading with me to fill every inch of you.”

“You’re completely out of line, Mr. Blackwood.” She emphasized my title like she could somehow restore the professional distance we had already destroyed.

“I’m out of line?” I almost laughed, the sound dark. “Really?”

I pressed my thigh firmly between her legs, right against her hea. My chest crushed against her breasts.

My face was inches from hers, close enough that our breaths mised, before my gaze dropped to her breasts, watching them rise and fall rapidly with her quickened breathing.

Then lower, to where my thigh was pressed between hers, where could feel her heat even through my pants. Then back up to her flushed face.

“Let me tell you what’s out of line, Anna.” My voice was controlled but barely, every word measured. “You. In this dress. At this club. Watching people fuck while sitting next to another man”

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Chapter 79

“I can wear whatever I want.”

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“You absolutely can.” I agreed, my thumb stroking her skin. “Bu don’t expect me not to react when you show up looking like every man’s fantasy. When you walk around in a dress designed to make men imagine tearing it off you. When you look like temptation itself.”

Her breath caught, and I felt it against my lips.

My hands were still braced on the counter on either side of her but now my entire body was flush against hers. I could feel every curve, every breath, every tremor, every rapid beat of her heart.

“I know you want me, Anna.” My voice dropped, even more intimate and confident.

“That’s…”

“I see it in those beautiful eyes.” My free hand came up to cup her face, my thumb brushing her flushed cheek with unexpected tenderness. “The way you look at me when you think I’m not watching. Like you’re imagining all the things I could do to you.”

Her breathing quickened, her chest heaving against mine.

“How you bite this lip.” My thumb traced her bottom lip slowly. Because I make you nervous. Because being near me makes your body respond in ways you can’t control.”

She was doing it right now, her teeth catching her plump bottom lip.

“You’re doing it now, baby,” I murmured, the word slipping out.

She released her lip immediately, but I caught it with my thumb pulling it gently from between her teeth and stroking the soft, wet flesh. The intimate touch made my cock throb.

“You want me.” Not a question. A fact. “You’ve thought about it. All the different ways I could make you feel. How I could open you up to pleasure you’ve never even imagined. How I could make you come until you can’t remember your own name.”

Her breath caught. I saw her pupils widen impossibly, saw her lips part on a soft sound that went straight to my groin.

“You’re so arrogant.” She started, but her voice lacked any real conviction and came out breathy and wanting instead.

“I’ve touched you already.” My hand slid from her face down her neck, feeling her pulse racing beneath my fingers. Over her collarbone. Grazing the upper swell of her breast through that sinful fabric, feeling her nipple harden further beneath my touch. “Tasted you. Made you come. You know what I’m capable of. What I can teach you. What I can show you.”

She trembled under my touch, a full-body shiver I felt everywhere we connected.

“Laurent,” I said his name like a curse, my hand moving back to her waist and gripping hard enough to leave marks, to brand her. “Doesn’t hold a single candle to what I could give you What I will give you.”

When I pulled back slightly to look at her face, I saw outrage building in her eyes, saw her mouth opening to tell me off, to protest.

“You don’t know that.” She tried, defiance flashing. “You can’t possibly…”

But I didn’t let her finish.

I kissed her.

My mouth crashed against hers, swallowing whatever protest she was about to make and claiming those lips that had been driving me insane all night. One hand slid into her hair, gripping firmly and angling her head exactly how I wanted it.

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