Those urges rush hard and fast toward my aching cock in an avalanche of need. The way she says my name. The gentle rasp of her sexy voice working over the letters in a soft caress.
Fuck me, I’ll never make it.
I won’t be able to confess all of my deepest, darkest secrets to this woman and not be inside of her.
It’s impossible.
Leaning forward, I brace my elbows on my knees, deepening my voice. “I have the urge to bend you over that desk, pull your skirt up, rip your panties off, and fuck you until you’re clawing at that shiny wood beneath you. Think you can calm that urge, Doc?"
Those pretty pink lips part on a gasp and for a half second I see the desire flare in her eyes, but being the professional she is, she quickly stomps it down. She squirms in her seat, straightening her spine, but there’s no denying the flush on her cheeks. I know the effect I have on women. I’m not blind. They see my tattoos. My tan skin. Firm muscles. It’s like flies to shit but her...
She’s different.
She’s a challenge.
A conquest.
And one I want to fucking conquer.
I wonder how she likes it.
Slow and easy.
Hard and rough.
Probably both.
I bet she likes it in the ass, too. Nice looking girls like that, they’re always the dirtiest.
“It’s good that you are mindful of these urges. Being mindful and aware is the first step to recovery.”
More writing.
No eye contact.
Fuck, she’s driving me crazy.
Tap.
Tap.
Tap.
“I would like to see you, at the minimum, three sessions a week until we have your cravings under control.”
My cravings?
Jesus Christ, I’ve only known her half an hour andshe’smy new craving. Seeing her three days a week will be torture. I’ll be lucky if I make it through this visit, let alone the next, without trying to get between those long silky legs.
You can control yourself, asshole.
“I’ll also give you my personal number so you can reach me day or night should a sudden urge arise.”
Yep, I’m totally fucked.
Three days a week in the same room with her and a direct line to her pussy, I don’t stand a chance in hell. There’s no cure for what I have anyway, she said it herself, so I might as well drown myself in my addiction, and what better way to do that than with her?
