Page 3 of In Love with the Devil

Apparently, I'm not the only one feeling impressed. Her cheeks turn red. I realize that allowing Kristin to leave before me was a big mistake because my entire body is on fire for this young lady. There's prickling in the tips of my fingers from how much I'm craving to rip her apart.

“Hi–” She’s panting, her voluptuous breasts rising and falling fast under her rayon black business suit and perfectly tucked-in white blouse. I spot a glint of a gold chain with a hummingbird pendant centered right below the beginning of her sternum.The pendant is the only nice thing she's wearing, everything else I would burn. Slowly, my gaze slips back up to hers.

Oh, pretty bird, if only you knew the predator who's admiring your lovely colors.I clear my throat. “Can I help you?”

“I… have… an appointment?”

I smile at her struggle to catch her breath, the sweat on her forehead, her flushed cheeks, the hair sticking to her face. I imagine her like that after I fuck her senseless.

“Ms. Torres?”

“Yes, that's me.”

“You are extremely late for your appointment. I’m Dr. Michaelson.”I extend my hand and she shakes it with a firm grip. Good, so shedoeshave some confidence.

“Nice to meet you. I’m so sorry for being late. The bus took forever to get to my stop, then the traffic caught–”

“Well, I’m sorry, but my staff is gone.”

“Oh no. I’ve been waiting three months for this appointment–"

"That's too bad–" I place my hand in my pocket while my smile sneaks into the corner of my mouth at her desperation.

“Are you sure there’s nothing you can do?”

With narrowed eyes and the slight smile, I bite my bottom lip while wondering if she is questioning me to defy me or out of desperation. I decide it must be the latter when she gives me the equivalent of puppy eyes. My curiosity piques. Why the anxiousness?

“I mean–” These are the words that will change my life, the moment I lose my medical license forever. “Are you comfortable with an examination by me alone?”

“Uh... yeah.” She doesn’t look like it’s okay at all, of course.

I raise my eyebrows at her response, then shake my head at having suggested such a thing at all. Obviously, Ihavefinally lost my sanity. “Ms. Torres, please re-schedule. You can call us on Monday.”

“No. I mean. I’m sure. Please, I can’t wait another three months. You’re not some creeper, are you? Or, can you prescribe me some birth control?”

“If you haven’t been tested for anything, and you’ve engaged in sex orareengaging, or even planning to, you really should be examined first.”

“Okay, so examine me then.” She shrugs, but I can tell she's not confident by the way she's clasping her left elbow with her right palm.

There’s a pause. This is the moment that could dictate a very different course in my life, but I can't resist her. She looks so young, so naive, so raw and beautiful. I could destroy her and mold her to be my pet for the rest of her life. “Fine. Right this way.”

As we enter the inner hallway, lies spill from my mouth too easily. “We’re conducting the Women’s Expansion of Sexual Knowledge survey, and there’s some information missing fromyour file. Are you okay answering some extra questions and/or taking part in the survey?” I need to get as much personal information on her as possible.

“Sure.” She shrugs again, completely unaware of how much deeper she’s walking into a monster’s den. Her naivety stuns every particle in my body into cheering.This is what I've been needing.

Once inside the examination room, I hand her a hospital gown. My eyes scan all the way from her spectacular face down her body, and I fail to stop myself from licking my lips. “I’ll be back.” I exit the room to give her the illusion of privacy but also to keep her safe because the heat in my veins is intensifying.

In my office, I realize the little bitch had me at hello and now here I am, risking my career so she can go fuck some piece of shit.Yeah, over my fucking dead body.I take deep breaths and wait to calm down.

When I return with my lab coat on and all the equipment Kristin prepared for Monday, she’s already sitting on the bed, ready. “So, your name is Astoria Torres?”

“Yeah. I just moved across town to be closer to my job. Still trying to figure out life outside the college campus. All the other OBGYN clinics were booked.” She fakes a chuckle, letting me know she’s feeling vulnerable. It's when I lift my eyes from her file to meet her gaze.

“How did you hear about us?”

“My best friend, Mindy, comes here. She got me the appointment.”

“We’ll have to thank Mindy for the recommendation.” I smile at her to help her relax, and she returns it, dazzling my world. The sun hasn't risen in years, not since the morning after I pummeled Molly. Yet, here it is.

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