Free Caged (How Not To Be Seduced by Billionaires: Book 3) by Marian Tee Page A

Yanna. I miss you very badly. I can’t even focus on my work because I keep thinking about you, spread open under me, taking you with my cock---”
     
                “Constantijin!” I wailed, quickly lowering the volume of my iPad. God, I hoped Alyx was asleep by now. She would never let me live this down.
     
                He sighed. “Next time then. If you do not want to touch yourself then talk to me instead.”
     
                “T-talk like what?” I asked even though I had a feeling I knew where this was going. I also knew I was scared and excited by it.
     
                Constantijin’s voice had taken on a purring note, the kind that never failed to do crazy things to my body. “Yanna, you know what I want.”
     
                God, I couldn’t get enough of him whenever he talked like this – like he knew he was so sexy he was impossible to resist. And he was.
     
                My breath hitched. “I d-don’t know what to say.”
     
                He whispered ever so softly, “If I say I want to know how it finally feels to feed you my cock, what would you say?”
     
                I squeezed my thighs together, but it was too late. I was wet, so much. Swallowing, I murmured, “Then I’d say I want to know how your cock tastes, too.” I closed my eyes right after I said the words. Oh my gosh, did I, like, did I freaking, like, just say that?
     
                “And if I were standing next to you, what would you do?”
     
                My eyes closed, I slowly narrated what I could so easily imagine now, the pictures so vivid more heat invaded my body even as the triangle between my legs became wetter. “I’ll…push you to the bed, unbuckle your belt, take off your pants. Everything until you’re completely naked.”
     
                “And then?”
     
                “Y-you’re already hard, but I want you harder. So I’ll…I’ll caress it between my breasts.”
     
                “Are your nipples hard now, Yanna?”
     
                “Yes.”
     
                “Good. And after you give me the best fucking boob job in my life, what next?”
     
                “I’ll take you into my mouth---”
     
                The door crashed open and I shrieked and then I shrieked again when I took in the sight of Constantijin standing in the doorway, wearing a black leather jacket, white shirt, and jeans.
     
                “Oh my God, why are you here?” My hands crisscrossed over my body in different ways as I tried to figure out which to hide first.
     
                “Surprise.” With a dangerously sexy smile on his lips, he stepped inside my room and kicked the door shut.
     
                Shaking my head in disbelief, I mumbled, “I can’t believe you’re here. Aren’t you supposed to be at Dubai?”
     
                “I took an early flight home and decided to surprise you.” He shrugged out off his jacket and hung it next to my bathrobe on the door. “Happy?”
     
                He almost sounded like he was unsure about it and I rolled my eyes. “You really have to ask?”
     
                Constantijin’s shoulders moved in an indolent shrug. “Now…” He glanced meaningfully at the bed.
     
                I gulped.
     
                “How do you feel about sucking my cock now?”
     
                My throat went dry, but I couldn’t deny how my body leapt at his words. “I…” Closing my eyes for a moment, I said, “That…that sounds fine.”
     
                “Then I’m yours.”
     
                It took a few more seconds before I could force myself to move and then I was slowly leading him to my bed, which seemed impossibly small for someone his size. When he landed on his