Craving My Ruthless Ceo novel Chapter 82

Chapter 82

Anna’s POV

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Roman pressed in slowly, and the stretch was more intense this me, my body opening for him in a way that felt both invasive and incredibly intimate.

Two fingers worked inside me now, moving in tandem while his humb circled my clit with perfect pressure

“Look at you,” he growled. his voice rough again, the tenderness giving way to raw need. “Look at how well you’re taking my fingers. So fucking beautiful.”

The fullness was overwhelming, but the pleasure was building, coiling tighter in my core with each thrust of his fingers. My head fell back against his shoulder, seeking more of that delicious friction.

“No,” he commanded sharply, his hand leaving my hip to grip my chin again, forcing my face back to the mirror. “Watch Watch what I’m doing to you.”

I forced my eyes open, forced myself to look at our reflection.

And God, it was erotic. Watching his hand work between my thighs, watching my hips roll to meet his movements, watching my face contort with pleasure, it was the most obscene, arousing thing I’d ever seen.

“That’s it,” he praised, his voice rough with approval. “Look at yourself taking my fingers. Two fingers fucking you deep. stretching this tight little pussy.”

The crude words sent heat spiraling through me, my inner muscles clenching around his fingers.

He felt it and groaned. “Fuck, when you do that… I can’t wait to feel you squeeze my cock like that.”

He curled his fingers, finding a spot inside me that made stars burst behind my eyes. I cried out, my hips bucking against his hand.

“There it is,” he said with dark satisfaction. “Found it.”

He hit that spot again and again, relentless, driving me higher. The pleasure built impossibly fast, my whole body tensing as I climbed toward release.

Then, just as I was about to tip over the edge, he slowed down. His movements became languid and lazy, keeping me hovering right on the precipice but not letting me fall.

“Not yet,” he murmured. “I’m not done with you.”

I whimpered, frustration and need making me desperate. “Please…”

“Should we try a third?” he asked, his voice dark with promise.

My body screamed yes, even as my mind warned this was too much, too fast. But the need won out.

“Yes,” I gasped. “Please, yes.”

He withdrew slightly, and I felt the blunt pressure of a third finger joining the others. The stretch was immediate and intense, bordering on painful.

“Tell me if it’s too much,” he said against my ear, all the roughness gone from his voice again as he sensed my apprehension.

He paused, letting me adjust, his other hand stroking soothing cles on my stomach.

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I bit my lip, fighting the urge to tell him to stop. The fullness was overwhelming, my body struggling to accommodate him.

“Breathe,” he reminded me gently “Just breathe through it. You’re doing so well, baby”

Slowly, so slowly, he pushed deeper. The burn intensified, and couldn’t stop the whimper that escaped.

“That’s it,” he soothed, pressing a tender kiss to my temple. “You taking me so well. So fucking right around my fingers.”

His thumb found my clit again, the gentle pressure sending sparks of pleasure through the discomfort. Once again, my body began to adjust, the burning giving way to a fullness that felt right.

“Good girl, he praised. “Such a good girl for me.”

When he was fully seated, three fingers deep inside me, he paused again “How does that feel?”

“Full, I managed, my voice breathy and strained. “So full.”

“I can’t wait to feel this tight heat wrapped around my cock, he growled, the roughness returning to his voice as he felt me relaxing around him. “You’ll take all of me, won’t you, Anna? Every thick inch until you’re so full you can’t breathe?”

“Hmmm…”

God, I feel so full.

Three fingers stretched me wider than I’d ever been stretched, and when he started moving, really moving, I thought I might die from the intensity of it.

He was rougher now, sensing that I could take it, that I wanted it His fingers drove in and out with increasing force.

His other hand came up to my breast, finding my nipple through the dress and tugging in rhythm with the movement of his fingers.

“Eyes on the mirror,” he commanded, his voice harsh with need. I want you to remember this. I want this show etched in your memory so nothing ever comes close. So every time you teach yourself, you’ll remember how I made you feel.”

I watched, transfixed, as he drove his fingers faster and deeper. I watched my face flush darker, my mouth fall open on a moan. The pleasure was building again, faster this time, more intense.

“Roman,” I gasped. “Oh God, yes.”

“That’s right. Say my name.” His fingers curled inside me, hitting that spot that made my vision blur. “Let me hear you. Let me know who’s making you feel this good.”

The orgasm built at the base of my spine, coiling tighter and tiger until I couldn’t breathe, couldn’t think, couldn’t do anything but feel.

My thighs trembled, my whole body tensing as I climbed higher and higher.

“Not yet,” he growled, slowing down again just as I was about to break. “I want to feel you fall apart completely. I want to drive you so high you forget everything but my name.”

I whimpered in frustration, my hips rolling desperately against his hand, chasing the orgasm he kept denying me.

He chuckled darkly. “So desperate. So needy. I love seeing you like this, completely at my mercy.”

He picked up the pace again, driving me back toward that edge his time, when I got close, he didn’t slow down. Instead, he went harder and faster, his fingers pumping in and out with bruising force.

His hand left my breast to twist my nipple, hard enough to make me cry out. The sharp pleasure-pain combined with the

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relentless pressure on my clit and the fullness inside me was too much.

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“Come for me, he commanded. his voice rough and demanding Come on my fingers. Anna. Let me feel you fall apart.”

His fingers moved faster, the pressure on my clit increasing as has other hand twisted my nipple again. The dual sensations pushed me right to the edge, my whole body trembling with the effort of holding back.

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