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again.”
“I would never flirt with him,” I said instead.
Constantijin glared.
It was totally unexpected, and he looked so beautiful and sexy, glaring at me with such obvious jealousy that I couldn’t help it. I twirled my arms around his neck and kissed him.
He gasped against my lips as my tongue slipped inside his mouth, tentatively tasting him the way he did with me.
A chuckle vibrated against my body. “Are you seducing me, Yanna?”
“I think so,” I whispered, nipping his lip as I did.
He groaned. “It’s working.”
I could hear a ‘but’ and forcing myself to pull my lips away from his, I asked, “But what?”
In answer, he suddenly pulled away. Ignoring my protest, he pushed my skirt up and buried his lips in between my legs.
I screamed.
“Yanna, ssssh…”
“I…I…” I screamed again when he licked me long and slow, and then harder and faster.
His tongue was a relentless force. I tried to keep quiet but it was impossible. I couldn’t help moaning, twisting on the table as he kept licking me into an orgasm that I knew would cause my body to splinter into pieces.
“You taste so fucking good,” he murmured between licks, which alternated between delicate and 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 into 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 about 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% his, but he didn’t have to know that. The one 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 just happened between us, and with me smoothing down my skirt. 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,
“I would never flirt with him,” I said instead.
Constantijin glared.
It was totally unexpected, and he looked so beautiful and sexy, glaring at me with such obvious jealousy that I couldn’t help it. I twirled my arms around his neck and kissed him.
He gasped against my lips as my tongue slipped inside his mouth, tentatively tasting him the way he did with me.
A chuckle vibrated against my body. “Are you seducing me, Yanna?”
“I think so,” I whispered, nipping his lip as I did.
He groaned. “It’s working.”
I could hear a ‘but’ and forcing myself to pull my lips away from his, I asked, “But what?”
In answer, he suddenly pulled away. Ignoring my protest, he pushed my skirt up and buried his lips in between my legs.
I screamed.
“Yanna, ssssh…”
“I…I…” I screamed again when he licked me long and slow, and then harder and faster.
His tongue was a relentless force. I tried to keep quiet but it was impossible. I couldn’t help moaning, twisting on the table as he kept licking me into an orgasm that I knew would cause my body to splinter into pieces.
“You taste so fucking good,” he murmured between licks, which alternated between delicate and 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 into 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 about 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% his, but he didn’t have to know that. The one 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 just happened between us, and with me smoothing down my skirt. 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,
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