Lust Contracts 18+ Hunting for Love with My Three Contract Husbands

47 Gobbling Me Up

I wasn’t sure what he meant but I was party appreciative of the fact that he wasn’t dodging my question. At least, he was willing to be honest even if he did not provide me with a lot of details. Plus, his dislike or liking of women had nothing to do with me.

“I look forward to working with you, Sean,” I said as I held out a hand towards him for a shake.

Sean burst out laughing before his much larger hand enveloped mine in a firm handshake. However, that wasn’t all that he had in mind. Suddenly, my body was pulled forward against his and the smell of his shampoo, soap, cologne, and everything else filled my senses. I felt his arm around my back and his hand holding the back of my neck.

His soft blond hair brushed against my cheek softly before I felt the warmth of his breath against my neck. I felt goosebumps on my skin when I realized that he was sniffing my scent.

“Sean...” I said his name, stunned at his sudden action.

“Elena...” he whispered my name close to my neck before I felt a warm and wet sensation run along the sensitive skin of my neck.

“What do you think you’re doing?” I asked coldly.

Instead of replying to my question, Sean chose to start sucking softly on my neck instead. The sensation felt strangely pleasurable although I could sense that Sean wasn’t doing this out of sexual desire. If I had to describe it, it felt like he was hungry and eager to taste me.

“You smell and taste so sweet...I can’t wait to gobble you up, Elena,” Sean said after his lips stopped sucking on the side of my neck.

.....

“Are you done?” I asked.

“For today. My 15 minutes are up,” Sean said with apparent regret in his voice and for a moment he looked like a disappointed child.

Sean was right about his time running out. There were loud knocks on the door and the sound of his manager calling for him quickly followed.
“EROS! We have to leave now!” the manager shouted as he continued to pound on the door.

“He’s so annoying. Everyone’s so annoying,” Sean said as he got up from the sofa.

When the door opened, Sean had reverted to the very professional EROS once more. It was outrageously impressive how the air and everything about him changed when he made the switch. The manager glanced over at me as if to check that I was still alive and in one piece. I smiled reassuringly back at him to tell him that I was fine.

“You have an interview to go to now. Get dressed immediately. The stylist team is waiting for you. We leave immediately when you’re done,” the manager said sternly.

I watched EROS follow behind his manager with both hands tucked in the pockets of his baggy pants. While my eyes were on him, Justin quickly approached me.

“How did it go? What did he say? Are you going to take the job? Is he ok with you?” Justin bombarded me with a rapid flow of questions.

“It went well. It doesn’t matter what he said. I’ll take the job and yes, he’s ok with me,” I replied to all of his questions in one breath.

“Really?” Justin asked with apparent shock.

“Yes. Put some outrageous number for the fee please. This guy...he’s not normal...” I said as I shook my head from side to side.

“I bet none of them are,” Justin said as he faked an overly shiver of fear.

...

It was a Sunday and just like how Sundays are supposed to be spent, I was relaxing on my bed when the doorbell to my apartment rang. Only three people knew that I lived here, one was the real estate agent, the other was the building manager, and the last one was Justin. Therefore, it was definitely Justin.

“Wow. Honestly, didn’t expect you to drop by my place on a Sunday,” I said lazily.

“It’s not about whether or not it’s Sunday. This place is...I don’t even want to start,” Justin said before closing his eyes as if in pain.

“Stop complaining. Are you coming in or not?” I asked as I leaned against the doorway and squinted at him.


“Why don’t you get a bigger room in a newer building? Don’t tell me that you can’t afford it because you can afford it now...” Justin asked in wonder.

“It’s fine. I like this place. It’s so small and homey,” I replied unfazed.

“It’s too small...there’s not even a sofa in this room. Where do I sit? On the bed? On the floor?” Justin asked as he wringed his hands about in apparent frustration.

I laughed at him before he finally decided to settle on the floor next to the low coffee table that I had bought. In the end, I didn’t end up buying a sofa to trade off with having more free space.

“Sitting on the floor is relaxing, you know...” I told him and he immediately rolled his eyes at me.

“I usually don’t work Sundays but since you’re my friend, I’m taking this opportunity to visit you,” Justin said with a smile.

“Aha...” I mumbled.

“And! I brought you the three signed contracts for your rich and awesome billionaire husbands!” Justin announced so loudly that I was afraid that the ceiling would collapse on top of us.

“They all signed it?” I asked as my hands flew to cover my mouth in disbelief.

“Yes! Look here...here...and here!” Justin cried out in joy as his fingers quickly pointed to the three signatures on the contracts.

I did it. I just landed three jobs. Wow!

I swear that Justin had tears swimming in his eyes as he came around and pulled me into a tight hug. It felt like my bones were going to be crushed by his large and powerful arms.

“Enough...enough...” I said as I laughed along with him.

“We did it, girl. We did it!” Justin said before pulling me into his arms again for another hug.

I patted his back with my hand as he struggled to compose himself. It was like a miracle. I wasn’t sure what working for the three guys would be like, but it was better to be employed than to be unemployed, I guessed.

–To be continued...