Eternally Seduced
rough.
              “Constantijin.” It was all I could think of saying.
              “Look at me eat your cunt, Yanna,” he said in a roughly-voiced order.
              I lifted myself up, resting on my elbows, my whole body shuddering at the blatant look of desire in Constantijin’s eyes while he licked me.
              “I want to see you come as I take you with my mouth.”
              That was the only warning I got before his mouth closed over my clit, sucking hard and long.
              I cried out as I came, our eyes locked with each other as pleasure caused my body to shake uncontrollably.
              Later, Constantijin took control again, cleaning me with a brisk efficiency that made me feel thankful and a little hurt at the same time even though I tried my best not to let him know that.
              “You are mine now, understand?”
              His English seemed to go to hell whenever he was feeling strongly about something, I realized. He was scowling at me, as if remembering Drake. I scowled back at him, realizing that he was trying to manipulate me through sex.
              “I’m not yours.” And I wasn’t – or at least I was 99 percent his, but he didn’t have to know that. The 1 percent would remain mine, protected inside my heart until I could make him fall for me the way I was so obviously falling for him.
              The words sounded silly even to my ears, especially after what had just happened between us. When I looked up, he was frowning again.
              “Are you playing with me, schat?”
              “No!”
              Constantijin visibly relaxed at my obviously shocked answer. “I knew you weren’t the type but---I don’t understand why you are so against being mine. I can give you everything – anything you want.” His voice lowered, the look he sent me under his lashes positively sizzling.
              “No one can please your body the way I can, Yanna.”
              He was so arrogantly convinced of that it should have been a turn off, but my weak body reacted the opposite way. Instead, it found his words a huge turn on, my nipples hardening into pinpoint pricks against my blouse.
              “I don’t deny that, Constantijin. But this – all of this, I’m not used to it. I need time.” I needed time to harden my heart, to protect it if he ever did end up using and leaving me, but I didn’t have to tell him that.
              “Time.” He repeated the word so distastefully I couldn’t help but smile.
              “Fine. I will give you this time you are asking for. But not too long,” he warned darkly. “I am an impatient man and I hunger too much for you already. Only you have forced me to go through cold showers every night.”
              My heart blossomed at those words even though I did my best not to let him know how thrilled I was to hear that.
              Over my protests, Constantijin walked me out of his office – past his smiling and still-unruffled looking secretary – and all the way to my office. Other employees who caught sight of us gawked, the questions in their eyes dispelled when Constantijin spoke.
              “For your next presentation, I hope you can include a potential cast for the series. Include unknown and known actors – whoever you think will be best for the roles,” Constantijin was saying.
              I looked up at him suspiciously, unsure if he really meant what he said because that was a big thing he was asking of me. Yet all he did was smile enigmatically. When we reached the door to my office, he said, “I was right in hiring you, Yanna.”
              I practically expired with happiness at that point. It felt almost as good as the orgasms he alone could give me. Blushing because I was simply unable to keep myself from doing so,

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