Craving My Ruthless Ceo novel Chapter 9

Chapter 9

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A light came on, dim and soft, just enough to see Roman approaching. He was shirtless, and something about the way he looked at me made my heart race. Not just with excitement, but with real fear,

“Do you know why you’re here, Anna?” He circled me slowly, like hunter.

I shook my head, my wrists pulling against the silk. They held firm. I could not move. I could not escape.

“Because you have been a very bad girl.” His hand trailed down my arm. “You touched me in the car. Climbed into my lap, grinding against my cock, like you did not know what that would do to me.”

A chill ran down my spine.

“………..”

His hand closed around my jaw, firm enough to still my words but not enough to hurt.

“I told you,” he murmured, leaning close, “not to speak unless I allow it.”

I bit my lip and nodded quickly.

“Good girl.” He released me and continued his slow circle. “Bad girls need to be punished. Do you understand?”

I nodded again, my body trembling, unsure if it was anticipation or genuine fear. He looked different here, darker and more intense, as if he had dropped whatever mask he wore in the real world.

Without warning, his hand came down hard on my ass. The sound echoed through the room.

I gasped, the sting spreading across my skin. It hurt more than I expected.

“Count,” he ordered.

“One,” I breathed, my voice shaking.

Another smack, harder this time. Tears pricked my eyes.

“Two”

“Louder. I want to hear you.”

Another smack.

“Three” I cried out, my voice breaking.

I wanted to get away. I wanted more. I did not know what I wanted.

“Roman, please”

“ANNA. ANNA, WAKE UP.”

Suddenly there was shaking. Bright light. Zoe’s voice cut through everything.

My eyes flew open.

I was in my bed. Zoe stood over me, shaking my shoulder, her face hovering above mine with concern and barely hidden

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“Anna” Zoe clapped her hands near my face. “You are late for work.”

I blinked at her, trying to clear the fog from my brain. My room was too bright. The alarm clock on my nightstand glowed accusingly, 8:30 AM.

Reality crashed down. The 9 AM appointment with Roman.

Oh my God.” I shot upright, the room spinning. “No, no, no.”

I scrambled out of bed, my legs tangling in the sheets. My body felt strange, oversensitive and achy. My underwear was uncomfortably damp. My ass actually tingled, as if I had really been spanked.

No. It was just a dream.

“Why did you not wake me earlier?” I practically shrieked, stumbling toward my closet.

“I tried. But you were too busy moaning to hear me.”

I paused, my face going hot. “I was not. I did not.”

“Oh, you definitely did.” Zoe’s grin was wicked. “You were having quite the dream. Very vocal.”

“I do not know what you are talking about.” I yanked open the closet and grabbed the first dress I saw. My hands shook as I threw it onto the bed. Then I pulled open my dresser drawer, grabbing underwear and a bra and tossing them on top of the dress.

“I need to shower.” I ran for the bathroom, pulling off my pajama top as I went.

Of course Zoe walked in right after me, leaning on the doorframe.

“Anna, we need to talk about what happened last night with your hot CEO.”

“Privacy, Zoe.” I yelled, but I did not close the door. There was no time. I kicked off my underwear and tossed them into the laundry basket.

I wrapped my hair into a messy bun. There was no time to wash it. Then I stepped into the glass cubicle and turned on the shower without waiting for it to warm.

Zoe moved closer.

“Come on, spill. What happened after you left with Roman?”

“Nothing happened.” I grabbed the shower gel and squeezed it onto my washcloth, scrubbing fast, trying to wash away the lingering feelings from the dream.

“That is a lie. You do not have sex dreams like that unless something happened.”

I nearly dropped my washcloth. The dream was still too fresh, too real. The feeling of being tied up and helpless. Fear mixed with desire washed over me.

“I was not crying. I did not.”

“You were literally sobbing Roman’s name.” Zoe’s tone was teasing, but there was real curiosity in it. “So either you had the most intense nightmare ever about your boss, or something happened last night that you are not telling me.”

“Oh my God, shut up.” I wanted to sink into the floor. Had I really been crying? Screaming? Or she had to be exaggerating.

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“Not until you tell me what happened. Did he kiss you? Touch you? Come on.”

The water warmed. I rinsed quickly. “Fine. Yes. We kissed.”

And

“And things got heated. I washed faster, trying not to think about how sensitive my body still felt. The dream had been overwhelming. Almost frightening.

“How heated? Scale of one to ten.”

“Zoe.”

“Anna. I am your best friend who is housing you rent free. You owe me details.”

I turned off the water. Zoe immediately handed me a towel through the curtain.

“He kissed me, I admitted quietly, wrapping the towel around myself. “In the back of his car.”

“Oh my God, finally. How was it?”

I stepped out of the shower, my face burning. “It was. I do not know. I have never kissed anyone before. I did not know what to do.”

“But he showed you?”

The memory made my stomach flip. “Yes. He taught me. And then he I could not say it.

“He what?” Zoe followed me back to my room. She would not let it go.

“He pulled down my dress. My voice was soft. “And he. His mouth was on my

“What?” Zoe shrieked. “Your boss sucked your tits?

“Do not say it like that.” I struggled with my bra clasp. “And yes. He did. And I do not know what came over me. I touched him. Down there.”

Zoe’s mouth dropped open. “Virgin Anna grabbed her boss’s dick

“I did not grab it. I just felt it through his pants.” I pulled on my dress. “And then I tried to unbutton his shirt and he stopped everything. He shut down and told me we had arrived. Then he basically pushed me out of the car.”

“Wait. He stopped?”

“Yes.” The rejection still burned. “He ended it. Like it meant nothing,”

I turned around and Zoe stepped forward to zip my dress.

“Or like it meant so much he had to stop before he did something he would regret,” Zoe said. “You were tipsy, right?”

“I guess, but”

“Anna, he stopped because you were drunk. That is actually sweet

She led me to the mirror. I groaned when I saw myself.

My hair was messy, my face flushed, my lips swollen.

“I look like a disaster.”

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No, you do not Zoe grabbed my brush. “Let me help. Keep talking”

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As she worked on my hair, I continued. “Oh my God How am I supposed to face him now? After everything? After basically threw myself at him and then had dreams about him?”

“Anna” Zoe fushed brushing my hair into a slick bun. Then she turned me to face her. “Yes, things got heated These things happen

She paused, then smirked. “Maybe just not to you”

My panic doubled. My thoughts spiraled. The little confidence Bad last night was gone.

“What if he fires me

“For being late? Doubtful

For sexually harassing him in his car.

Zoe blinked. “Did you not say he kissed you first?”

Yes. He did. Hard, but

“But nothing.” Zoe cut me off. “And did he tell you to stop when you touched him?”

I paused, replaying everything. Heat crawled up my neck. “He warned me. But then he groaned. Like he liked it

“Exactly.” Zoe lifted her chin. So you did not harass him. Just act normal. Nothing to be embarrassed about.”

Oh God. I remembered the time.

“What time is it?” Panic rose.

Zoe checked her phone. “Eight fifty two. You have eight minutes

“Eight minutes?” I grabbed my bag, shoving my laptop inside. “I cannot do this. I cannot face him. Not after last night. Not

after

I ran to the door and Zoe screamed after me.

“We are finishing this when you get back. And I mean everything. What his mouth felt like, how big he was, all of it.

“Zoe.

“What? I am living through you. Now go before you are even later

I ran out of my apartment, my heart pounding. As I rushed down the stairs, with no time for the elevator, my mind raced.

How am I going to face him? What do I say? Do I apologize? Pretend it never happened?