Page 101 of Fear of Intimacy

“Fuck, fuck, fuck.” The words left my mouth as my legs started to shake. With Trevor busy keeping me upright, I slipped a hand down between my legs and rubbed my clit.

“Come for me,” Trevor said through clenched teeth. Somehow, his thrusts got even faster and harder. He swelled inside of me.

I only lasted another minute before I came. My entire body shaking, the loudest moan ripping from my throat. No doubt the people outside the door heard it. I held onto Trevor as my eyes rolled back and my pussy clamped down around him.

Not even a second later, Trevor groaned as he came as well. He buried his head in my neck and slid his length inside of me a few more times before going still. Grateful for the door, I slumped back against it, breathing heavily. My mind was a jumbled mess.

It took us another minute before Trevor slowly shifted. He moved back just enough to look down at me, an odd expression on his face. Before I could blink, it disappeared asa smile grew on his face. My own tugged up as he bent down and softly kissed my lips.

“Guess we better get out of here,” he mumbled against my mouth. Despite wanting to stay in this moment forever I knew we needed to leave. Everyone was probably wondering where we were.

I groaned as he slid out of me, instantly feeling empty. The two of us quickly got cleaned up and readjusted our outfits. There was no way the people outside didn’t know what we just did. We’d been in here too long to be considered normal.

Biting my lip, I looked at the door in hesitation. I wasn’t sure I wanted to go out there yet.

“Keep your head down and I’ll lead us out.” Trevor grabbed my hand and gave it a squeeze. “Just remember, they’re all jealous they don’t have a hot girlfriend to fuck.” He gave me a cheeky smile that made me laugh. Placing a kiss at the top of my head, he reached for the door handle.

I kept my chin dipped as Trevor opened the door. I wasn’t going to be embarrassed about what we just did, though. I had the best orgasm of my life from my sexy as fuck boyfriend. Everyone else could be jealous all they wanted.

Trevor was quick in yanking us out of the bathroom and down the hall before a single word was uttered. When we turned the corner, he slowed down and sent me a wink over his shoulder.

I was falling in love with his man so fucking hard.

29

TASHA

“We’re going to have a sleepover,” Lily, the same patient I saw before I left for Australia, said with a wide grin. It was crazy how much she had grown into herself in the last few weeks. Before I left for vacation, she was just starting to make friends and now they were planning a sleepover.

“That’s fantastic, Lily. I’m so glad you’re branching out and making friends.”

“Hannah loves to read like I do.” Lily went on to tell me all about them. I sat there watching as she smiled more than I'd ever seen. The difference between where she was when we first started seeing each other and how far she’s come was truly remarkable.

With a promise to tell me all about it at our next session our session drew to a close. I made a note to sit down with Lily and her parents to discuss cutting her sessions down altogether.

Walking her to the door she paused for a second.

“Thank you, Ms. Davis.” With a bright smile, she lunged forward, wrapping me in a hug. I hugged her back. Shepulled back and gave me a small wave before heading out the door.

With a light feeling in my chest I grabbed my notepad and headed for my desk. Mr. Waltham was scheduled to arrive soon. He was my last patient of the day before I needed to leave to make it to Trevor’s game tonight. I’d make it there, but it was going to be tight.

A knock sounded on my door ten minutes later, signaling Mr. Waltham’s arrival. Yelling for him to come in, I grabbed my notebook I had just for him and moved away from my desk.

“Good afternoon, dear.”

I grinned at him as he stepped into my office. “Good afternoon, Henry.”

“Did you know you have a very tall, attractive man in your waiting room?”

My eyebrows shot up. “I do?”

He gave me a nod as I moved around him in efforts to go look. “Just give me a moment.”

I knew exactly who it was. With a grin fighting to break free on my face, I stepped out of my office. Standing there, leaning against my receptionist’s desk, was Trevor. My poor receptionist, Sofie, was staring at him with red, flustered cheeks. Trevor had the ability to do that to a woman.

“Hey.” At the sound of my voice, Trevor straightened, turning to me with a smile that made my chest ache. I looked him up and down, sucking my bottom lip between my teeth at the sight of him.

My eyes raked over muscular thighs clad in a pair of dark gray slacks and up to the black button-up shirt with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows, his tattoos on display. His hair was perfectly styled back, my fingers itching to run through it. Not to mention the sexy scruff on his face he started growing out because he knew I liked it.

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