Page 28 of Release Me

Dr. Dick’s voice breaks through my inner panic attack.

“What?” I reply.

“Are you going to take a seat?” His hand is outstretched toward the sofa where I usually sit.

Shaking my head slightly, I take my seat and tuck my legs underneath of me. He doesn’t speak until he has my file in his hand and is seated across from me. He takes a moment to look over something in its contents before his gaze slowly, seductively raises to mine.

Gulp.

Why him?

What power does he wield that I can’t seem to figure out?

The longer he stares at me the more uncomfortable I get. This doesn’t happen to me. Not anymore. Don’t look away from him, Brynn. Don’t you fucking do it.

“How are you this morning?” he questions.

“Fine,” I respond, flatly.

That’s right. Continue to act completely uninterested in anything he has to say. One-word answers. Shoulder shrugs. Pick at your nails. This hour will be over with in no time, and you won’t need to see him again until tomorrow.

He cocks his eyebrow as if he expected me to say more. When I don’t, he makes a note in my file and moves onto the next question.

“Where did you go last night?”

He catches me off-guard. I figured we would work up to the events of last night. My eyes widen slightly as I struggle to come up with something to tell him. I certainly won’t be telling him the truth. That I got myself off in the shower while picturing the way he tongued my asshole. Or how I humped my pillow when I got back to my room and cried out his name as my orgasm rocketed through me.

“I met up with Finn in the showers,” I shoot him a smug grin. “I begged him to fuck me to try to erase the horrible memory of what happened between us from my mind…and my pussy.”

He looks at me as if he knows I’m completely full of shit, and yet the anger on his face is quite apparent. Something like this would usually excite me, but right now all I feel is lousy. A feeling I hide behind fake laughter. I regret lying to him immediately, but he’ll never know it.

As I try to process feelings I haven’t felt in…ever…I continue to keep my stare focused on his. I can’t be the first to look away. But the gleam in his eyes is too much. It’s intense. It’s possessive. Then it morphs into something close to desolate and my chest physically hurts thinking about how much my lie has hurt him. For the first time since I was a little girl, I look away in shame.

I hear him scratch a few more notes onto his notepad, followed by the rustling of paper. Finally, I see him close the folder out of the corner of my eye and place it on his desk behind him. Taking a deep breath, he sits forward in his chair, his elbows resting on his knees. He rubs his fingers over his dark, likable stubble before speaking.

“Brynn, I have a proposition for you.”

My head snaps back in his direction at the mention of the wordproposition.My pussy heats as flashes of his expert fingers grazing my body flicker through my mind. As I picture his talented tongue licking between my legs. As I remember the feel of his delicious cock thrusting inside of my body. Again, I’m forced to try and sort through emotions I haven’t felt before.

“I’d like you to come home with me to my house in Colorado. I can do a lot more for you there than I can here.”

“I’m sorry.What?” His statement rail roads all the pleasure I was just trying to deny feeling.

“I have an estate in the mountains of Colorado. The estate has moreresourcesto help you with your treatment. You’ll also have my undivided attention. We will have the time and space for extended sessions…”

I stop listening when he says extended sessions. More…longer… private…sex with Dr. Fuckable?

“…in between patients right now, so I wouldn’t need to go into the office.”

“You,” I begin, “wantmeto come home with you?”

“Yes.”

His voice is firm, resigned. His eyes don’t waiver, either. He’s as serious as a fucking heart attack.

“That’s insane. Maybe you need to be a patient here.”

He folds one leg over the other, his ankle resting on his knee. The way his chin rests gently on his thumb and his body shifts in his seat… His whole disposition is like nothing I’ve ever experienced.

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