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“What happened?”

“You fainted mid-orgasm. Are you okay?”

“Yes. Yes, I’m fine.”

Now that I’ve come down from my high, I realize everything that just happened.

I started trusting him.

That’s abigno-no.

I wiggle out of his hold and grab my soaking wet clothing from the ground. Pulling them on as I walk,I hear Dr. Dick calling after me. ButI don’t stop. I don’t stopwhen I get to the door leading me back inside, either. I don’t stop when I get to the bottom of the stairs on the third floor. I don’t stop until I get to the showers where I turn the hot water up and wash away today’ssessionfrom my body.

The way Dr. Dick made me feel... I haven’t felt that alive in a long time. It scares the shit out of me and not in the exciting way I am used to. I don’t like that he played my body like an instrument. He knew exactly which notes to hit in order to make me sing. I can’t stand the thought of my life being under someone else’s controlagain. I endured living that way for far too long in the past.

Never again.

ChapterTwelve

RICHARD

I haveno idea where Brynn went when she ran away from me. I struggled to get my clothing back on before re-entering the building, and even following the trail of raindrops she left behind, they quickly absorbed into the strands of the carpet, eliminating her trail faster than I was able to follow it.

I want to find her and make sure she’s okay, but I also realize she needs this time to process what happened on the roof. If she thinks she’s getting away with not talking to me about what she’s feeling, then she’s sorely mistaken.

That won’t be tolerated.

I was headed to her room to check on her when Raymond stopped me to talk about her progress. When he noticed I was drenched he wanted to know what happened. I damn near had to give him a full report, which is something I’ve never had to put up with before. I had to remind himheaskedmeto come here to see to her care, and unless she does something against the law or is harmful to herself or others, what happens in our sessions will remain between the two of us.

He didn’t like that, but he can go fuck himself.

If Brynn and I were back home this wouldn’t be happening. I could work out of my home office and not have to answer to anyone. We could—

Well, we could do a hell of a lot more than we can here.

Fuck, that’s it.

I need to get Brynn to come to agree to come to Colorado with me.

I need her somewhere I can give her my undivided time and attention.

Where I can watch her every move and hear her every word.

I think she’ll agree to go, just so she can get away from this place. As her doctor, I can get Raymond to sign her care over to me. Something tells me he’ll be happy to see her go. Once I’m dried off and dressed in pair of sweatpants, I lay down on my bed in what used to be the caretaker’s house. Raymond had it refurbished a while back and is allowing me to stay in it while I’m here. I grab Brynn’s file from my nightstand.

Opening it up, I rifle through it until I get to her official case notes. Based on the judge’s ruling, her doctor has full say regarding her reentry into society. I’ll need to wait at least a full year from the original date of sentencing before I can petition the judge to release her from the state’s mandated care. But what if I promise her I’ll let her go after the year is up, as long as she agrees to come with me?

Closing the folder, I lie back on my pillow and grip the elastic waistband of my sweatpants. I imagine all of the things we could do at my estate. We’d have endless opportunities to explore her disorder, and I can make her see she can still get what she wants in a safe, controlled setting.

But I do have very limited time. Brynn is incredibly headstrong, understandably. Even if she does agree to come home with me, seven months isn’t a lot of time to get someone to agree to stay forever. It won’t be easy, but I want Brynn Holliday.

I’ve wanted her since the moment I saw her sweaty, lust-filled body tied to that bed in the basement. The way her face contorted with pain…I didn’t get off knowing she was getting hurt, but when I came back here that night, I thought about all the ways I could make her face light up with pleasure.

Tucking my hand beneath my sweatpants, I grip my aching cock and close my eyes. I didn’t get off tonight, but that’s okay. This evening was about Brynn, but fuck if I’m not in a world of pain right now. Getting stopped by Raymond in my pursuit of finding her softened me up, and with just one thought of her I’m hard as a fucking rock again.

Slowly, I run my fist up and down over my shaft as I think about her. The way she knelt before me. The way her lips felt on mine. The way her tight, puckered ring of muscle twitched as I tantalized it with my tongue. I delighted in watching her expression when I spanked her gorgeous ass. It bloomed pink so beautifully, and I yearn to see it again.

I picture Brynn bent over the railing as though she was in my playroom, folded over my spanking bench. I already know we will be spending a lot of time there with that attitude of hers. A devious smile crosses my lips. She’s going to fight me, tooth and nail, when I first get her home. I’ll show her the pleasure she can experience by giving up her control. By trusting me to keep her safe as well as sated. Give her all of the experiences she wants, needs, requires without the danger of injury or institutionalization.

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