“Hell. Those fucking bitches were so annoying. They were chatting all the way through the whole fucking shoot. I could hear almost every word that they said, and they fucking thought they were fucking whispering…” Sean growled through clenched teeth as he ran his fingers through his wet hair.
Shit…I knew it. He heard them. I let out the breath that I had been holding. When we are alone, EROS is gone. The man standing in front of me is Sean Herman, the real man behind EROS. The only son of the Herman family and sole heir to the largest entertainment company, GH entertainment.
“You did well. I’m sure the photos will look great,” I said as I offered him a little smile.
“Of course, it will…but who cares…” Sean said with a shrug before he plopped down into a chair in front of the mirror.
“Let’s pack up and head back?” I suggested.
It was very late, and no one gets off work until Sean does so truthfully, we were holding up the entire team. By the time the shoot had ended, it was way past midnight, and I was sure that everyone was looking forward to calling it a day.
“You won’t be here tomorrow, right?” Sean asked.
“Yea…I won’t be…” I replied quietly.
I heard Sean click in tongue in annoyance. Tomorrow, I have to work for another client, meaning my other contract husband so I won’t be working as his manager.
“Your hair and your shirt are all wet. You should change or you’ll catch a cold…” I warned as I pointed a finger at his chest.
“Help me…” Sean said softly.
“What?” I asked in confusion.
“Help me…change my clothes…” Sean requested once again.
“No. You can do it yourself,” I refused directly.
“Hmm…I guess everyone will have to sleep in this shitty studio tonight then,” Sean said casually before smirking at me.
“Huh?” I let out a sound of surprise.
“I’m not moving from this chair until you do as I say…” Sean said, sounding very much like a spoiled kid.
“Stop playing games with me, Sean!” I snapped at him immediately.
I stormed towards the closet in the room where his clothes were. Grabbing his shirt, his jeans, and his black leather jacket, I quickly brought them out and dumped them on the dressing table right in front of him.
“Change your clothes…now…” I commanded as a scowl creased my brows.
I need to stop this. Botox and facial lifts are expensive, and I need to save up money. My beautiful face is part of my trade so I must maintain it as best as I can. With that thought in mind, I sucked in a deep breath and relaxed my face into a polite expression.
“I hate how fake your face looks right now,” Sean stated with distaste.
“Stop pissing me off and just do as I say…please…” I said in a tight voice as I plastered a smile on my face all for the sake of preventing lines from creasing the skin on my face.
Suddenly I heard soft knocks on the dressing room door. It must be someone from the team of staff.
“Yes? What is it?” I called towards the door.
“Umm…the car is ready…” the staff informed us.
The message was clear. Everyone was ready to go, and they were just waiting on us. While Mister EROS here refuses to change his own clothes!
“Sean, change your clothes and come outside, ok? I’ll be waiting for you,” I instructed as I gestured to the clothes that I had placed on the table in front of him.
Sean looked at the clothes on the table with emotionless eyes. It was like he didn’t see them at all. I sighed loudly as I turned on my heels and started to walk away. Suddenly, I felt his grip on my wrist and then my arm and body were being pulled backwards.
“When did I say that you could leave?” Sean asked but it wasn’t really a question.
“Sean…” I whispered his name in shock as the grip on my wrist tightened slightly.
His golden eyes narrowed at me as he slowly stood up from his seat. I could tell from the look in his eyes that he was quite angry right now. Instinctively, I took a step back as he came closer, his hand still holding my wrist. He took another step towards me, and I took another step back until I felt the hardness of the table behind me bumping into the flesh of my buttocks. That was when I realized that he had me cornered.
“Sean…not here…” I said softly as I brought my other hand up and touched his chest.
I felt the wetness of his shirt on the palm of my hand. His shirt is wet, and he still refused to get changed. His eyes stared deeply into mine and it was impossible for me to look away from the captivating beauty of his eyes. These eyes that have captivated the countless souls of his fans, I’m getting to see them up close. Honestly, I wasn’t a fan of his at all.
Slowly his hand reached for my hand and removed it from his chest before he slowly leaned in closer and started kissing the side of my neck softly. His hands held both of my wrists to prevent my escape as his body trapped me in between the dressing table and his tall and large frame. His lips felt warm and demanding on my neck as his soft kisses quickly turned into firm sucking. When he ran the tip of his tongue along the arch of my neck, my body shivered, and I heard myself let out a soft moan.
Sean moved even closer, pining his hips against me, trapping me between him and the table behind me. My eyes widened in surprise at how hard his cock had already gotten. I could feel his hardness press against me as he pressed me against the table. Without saying anything, his hands released mine and began unbuttoning the small buttons of my white shirt. One by one he undid the buttons before he parted the fabric covering my body to the side.
--To be continued…
I moaned softly as his hands slid underneath my bra before he pushed them upwards to expose my naked breasts to his hungry eyes. His gaze felt like it was burning my body and I felt my nipples hardening just at his touch. Sean cupped my breasts with his hands before he started squeezing them softly, making me moan at the pleasurable sensation. “Your breasts are so beautiful…so soft…” he whispered as his hands started applying more force. He massaged my breasts and my breathing quickened. He’s turning me on so much already, if this continues, we’re going to end up having sex right here in the dressing room. I could feel his hard on against my belly and I knew that he also needed his release. Sean had a very strong sex drive, and I knew that from personal experience although I haven’t been working with him for that long. As a result, we’ve ended up doing it in many random places that suited his work schedule. “Sean…maybe we should wait till we’re back at your place…” I suggested weak
My hand reached for his belt and began unbuckling it as he pulled me into a wild and passionate kiss. His lips crushing against mine before he bit softly on my lower lip. I parted my lips invitingly and he readily took my invitation by thrusting his hot tongue deeply into my mouth. Our tongues danced around wildly while I unbuckled his belt and unzipped his pants. To my utmost surprise, Sean broke our kiss and sat down on the chair before he beckoned to me with his hands and eyes to join him. My eyes went to the large upstanding pole in between his legs. His cock was huge, thick, and very erect. “Come and ride me. I want to see you go wild…” Sean commanded. I honestly didn’t think that he would pick this position out of all the other options that were feasible in this situation. However, he had made his choice and I had to go along with it. I approached the chair and slowly spread my legs to straddle him. This position is quite embarrassing because I had to take the lead in taking
His hands loosened around my hips a little as he urged me to move. My hips began moving automatically to match with his thrusting movements. I met his thrusts halfway by lowering my hips when he thrusted upwards. His cock was hitting me deeper than before. “It’s so deep…so good…” I managed to say in between my passionate moans and heavy breathing.It’s so rough that it felt like he was messing up my insides with his wild thrusts. Sean groaned louder as our hips slapped against each other in our attempt to get even closer. It felt so hot inside of me, and my core throbbed with desire and need. I wanted Sean to fuck me harder until I lost my mind to the pleasure completely. As if he could hear my plead, Sean plunged his cock deeper into me, hitting my womb so deeply inside while I cried out and closed my eyes tightly. My mind felt hazy, and I couldn’t focus on anything. As my mind let go, my body began moving in abandon as I rode his cock madly. I could feel my orgasm fast approaching
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