Craving My Ruthless Ceo novel Chapter 95

Chapter 95

Anna’s POV

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Roman’s eyes trailed over my face slowly, like he was memorizing every detail. His fingers came up, pulling some strands of hair back, brushing my checks tenderly.

Then his thumb ran across my bottom lip, tugging it down slightly.

1 knew what was about to happen, and I couldn’t resist his touch anymore.

“It’s late,” I breathed, not knowing how long I could resist kissing him again. My lips already ached for his. “I should probably head back home.”

His thumb pressed against my lips, parting them slightly. “I thought you were staying the night.”

My heart hammered against my ribs. I pulled away slightly, or tried to. The tree prevented any real escape. “Are you trying to get me into your bed?”

He didn’t deny it. His eyes locked on mine, shameless in his desie. “Would it be such a bad thing?”

I used his words against him, grasping at any defense I could find. “By your rules, it is. You never have any form of relationship with people who work for you.”

“Damn, using my own words against me, huh?”

I nodded, trying to look triumphant even as my body betrayed me, leaning into his warmth.

“Ever since you came into my office,” he breathed, his voice rough with want, “you’ve had me rethinking all my rules. He was breathing hard now, pressing me deeper against his large frame. My back pressed fully against the tree, rough bark catching on the silk of my dress.

“Anna Winters, I want you.” His voice was stripped of all pretense “So bad it hurts. And I’m prepared to damn all the rules to hell.”

This was what I had wanted him to say. But now that he had, everything had changed. Because now I knew he didn’t believe in relationships and love. Everything felt different. Because I believed in everything he didn’t. And he was cynical and damaged, closed off.

It was dangerous, falling for him any more than I already had, knowing he couldn’t offer me what I truly wanted. What I needed.

But my body didn’t care about that. My body only cared about the way he made me feel.

I tried to push him away, my hands against his chest, but he wouldn’t budge. His body was solid, immovable. A wall of muscle and heat.

“Too bad,” I managed, forcing the words out. “I’m no longer interested in sleeping with you.”

His eyes flashed with a challenge. The need to prove me wrong was written all over his face. He didn’t like being denied. Didn’t like losing control.

“You’re lying.”

I held my ground, biting my lip, trying to calm my breathing. “No. I’ve changed my mind.”

“Just like yesterday?” His voice was mocking, calling out my bluff

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I shook my head, the tingling in my body getting worse. “It’s in past.”

“Is it?” He leaned in closer, his lips brushing my ear, his breath against my skin.

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“Then why is your pulse racing? Why are you breathing so hard Why can I see your nipples through that dress?”

Heat flooded through me. Because everything he said was true. My body was screaming for him.

“Let me prove it to you,” he whispered.

Then he kissed me again. His tongue swept into my mouth, strong against mine in a way that made my toes curl. He kissed me like he was savoring every second, every taste.

And despite everything, despite all my protests, I melted into him. My hands slid up his chest to his shoulders, pulling him closer, matching the intensity of his kiss.

His hands gripped my waist, fingers digging in. He pulled me handler against him, and I could feel how much he wanted me, the thick length of him pressing against my stomach.

I moaned, and he swallowed the sound, his teeth grazing my boom lip before he sucked it into his mouth, biting down gently.

The pain mixed with pleasure made me gasp.

His lips left mine, trailing fire down my jaw to my neck. He found that spot below my ear and sucked, then bit down. My hands fisted in his shirt, pulling him closer even as my mind screamed at me to push him away.

“Still not interested?”

He kissed lower, his mouth hot against my collarbone. His hand slid up my sides, thumbs brushing the sides of my breasts through the thin fabric of my dress. I arched into him, wanting more.

“Roman…” My voice came out breathy, desperate.

His mouth moved to the swell of my breast above the neckline, kissing, sucking, biting gently. His hand cupped my brea thumb stroking over my nipple through the fabric. I whimpered my head falling back.

“Tell me you don’t want this,” he murmured against my skin. “Tell me to stop.”

“I… I…” But before I could finish, before I could form any coherent thought, he moved.

In one swift movement, he turned me around, pressing my fron against the tree. His body covered me from behind, his chest against my back, his hips pressing into me.

I could feel every inch of him. Especially the hard length of his cock pressing against my ass, grinding against me.

My breath came in short gasps. The bark was rough against my palms, against my cheek. I felt vulnerable, exposed, and it sent a dark thrill through me.

“Have you ever done it from behind?” His voice was rough in my ear, filled with promise and sin.

“I… no.” My voice was barely a whisper.

“Good.” His hand glided down my leg, hiking up my dress inch by inch. “It’s deeper this way. You feel everything Every inch stretching you open. Every thrust hitting that spot deep inside you that makes you scream my name. And I can touch you here,” his hand cupped me through my panties, making me gasp “while I’m buried balls deep inside you. Feel your clit pulse against my fingers while you clench tight around my cock, milking me.”

My body was melting, betraying every protest my mind tried to form. My eyes looked around frantically, scanning the

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