Keira’s POVThe remaining four hours of my day in school had gone by painstakingly slowly. My mental exhaustion was at its peak, and I could not wait for the last class to be over. As I shot the lecturer dagger stares, my notepads were already filled with stick doodles. Thankfully, she ended the class after thirty minutes, but not without dropping off tons of assignments and paperwork to be submitted next week. I hated this woman. Grabbing my stuff, I walked out of the classroom, and as I approached the parking lot, my cell phone rang. It was Brendon. “Hey boo.” I chimed after plugging in my ear pods. “Kiera. How is it going? Where are you now?” “Parking lot,” I responded. “Oh. I will be there in a minute. Wait up.” He said and hung up. I walked to my car and sat on the hood, searching every face that passed by for Brendon. Some students passed me with scared looks, while some gave me disgusted glances. It was only the guys I had slept with in the past and those who dreamed o
Keira’s POVPlease, Clint. Please fuck me today. My brain seemed to chant. It was my second appointment, and I still could not help but gape at the sexy Greek god, who regarded me silently. He sat behind his work desk donning a pair of glasses and a white coat. The silence in the room stretched and I was beginning to feel embarrassed under his gaze. I shifted uncomfortably, lowering my gaze. I wondered what was going through his mind. If he could see through me and think I was cheap and desperate. When I thought he would not still speak, he said. "Sit, Keira. Let us talk." He said. I obeyed, crossing my feet at the ankles. He looked at me with amusement swirling in his blue eyes. I reciprocated with a straight face, trying so hard to hide the embarrassment I felt. After the pleasantries, he probed. "Do you usually feel jealousy or attachment to all your sex partners?" I shifted in my seat. "Not at all," I replied. His smile softly. "You remember we agreed you would tell me no
Keira’s POVWhen I kissed him, that was his undoing. His eyes had darkened into a deeper shade when he broke away from the kiss, and I could see he wanted to do dirty slutty things to me. And I was more than ready for that. Hopeful even. I rolled my hips in the chair, my core throbbing as my skin buzzed with need. Clint dipped his hands down my panties. His delicate fingers rubbed smooth circles exactly where I needed them, feeling me up and teasing me into insanity."Only I can give you what you need." His deep voice rumbled against my ear. I could not hold back my whimper when he moved his fingers faster against me. My body instantly grew heated with the need for release. His lush lips found my neck as I squirmed in the chair, soft whimpers and baby moans slipping past my lips. His middle finger teased my entrance, and I pushed against him, my body begging him to enter and fill me up with his cock. "Please, make me cum," I begged him, his teasing fingers slipping inside me. My h
Keira’s POVWe had thirty minutes before our session ended, which meant more intense fucking. I was slightly sore, but I could take more of his cock if he were still willing to give it. And from the look on his face, I had a feeling he was not entirely done with me yet, and he had better not be."Come here, beautiful. Let us see what else that mouth can do besides moaning for me."My eyes went to his cock, and I licked my lips at how big, stiff and veiny it was. I felt satisfied knowing I made him hard just sitting pretty opposite him. I began by holding his cock in one hand and licked the head. A loud mewl escaped my lips. He felt painfully good. I smiled at him before leaning forward to envelop the entire shaft in my mouth. I rocked back and forth on my knees, sucking on the big, hard cock in and out between my lips.Although his cock was huge, I could take his entire shaft inside my mouth. His hard cock throbbed and jerked, and the first big vicious gob landed on my tongue, and I
CLINT’S POVKeira waited for me at the reception hall while I briefly met with a colleague. I had offered to drive her home because I was free for the rest of the day, and she looked exhausted from our intense session. Our steamy, intense session. I had known I would fuck her again from the first time she had walked into my office, and I just did not know how fast I would act on it. She got to her feet when I walked out of my office, sending me a smile with the slight curve of her lips. Lips that wrapped around my cock only a few moments ago and choked on it. I could never get that image out of my head. "Are we ready to leave?" she asked. "My car is in the parking lot. Follow me." The receptionist at the front desk typed away on her computer and did not spare us a glance, too engrossed in whatever she was doing to notice us. There was no indication that she heard Keira and me fucking in the other room, and I still had trust issues with my soundproof doors. I could not stop mysel
Keira’s POV I was going through the last of my assignments when I heard the doorbell ring. Brendon had arrived for our movie night.I did not think he would make it considering the sky’s downpour that made me want to drink something hot and snuggle in bed. But that was just Brendon; he would show up for anything that involved me. I closed my laptop and opened the front door to let him in.He was wet and dripping all over my carpet. "Could you not have used an umbrella, at least?" I ask. "Stay still. You are getting water all over the place." "I was already halfway here when the rain started," he said as I grabbed a mop, cleaning out maps of water on the floor. "Could not turn around. Your place was closer to mine, and Natasha is not in?""She is asleep and would not be joining us. Had a long day at school." "So it is just you and me, huh?"I saw a smile on his face, wondering what was so amusing. He moved to sit on a couch when he had dried entirely off and turned on the tv, flipp
Keira’s POVI wore a thong for my next meeting with Clint, as promised. I was excited that therapy was more exciting than I initially thought, giving me something to look forward to. My fantasies about Clint filled my head even when I was in a class. Today was the day I quenched the heat that had been burning in me for days. With his tongue, of course. I was already parked in front of the clinic and checked the time on my wristwatch. I did not want to go in too early not to seem desperate, but the anticipation of today's session made my legs work faster than my brain. So what if I was desperate? A girl wants what she wants. I walked into his office and greeted him with a coy smile. Clint returned it briefly. "How are you doing today, Miss Temple?" he asked. I did not like the sudden formality. Two days ago, I was called his 'good girl'. Why was he addressing me by my last name now?I took off my jacket and lay it on the chair, crossing over to where he sat with slow, calculated
Keira’s POVI did not have sessions with Clint for the next two days, and I used my free time to register for yoga as he had advised. This was a massive step for me, trying to curb my sexual appetite. Even Natasha was glad I had finally taken my therapy seriously. That morning, I changed into my yoga clothes while Natasha was still fast asleep. It was a weekend which meant there were no classes for the day. I would catch up with the tons of assignments waiting for me later, but for now, I had a mission. Natasha’s room door flew open the moment I grabbed my car keys from the kitchen table. She wore yoga clothes and struggled to wear her Converse shoes, limping on one leg. "Oh, thank God," she said. "I thought you already left without me." "Where are you going dressed like that?" "What do you think? I am coming with you to do yoga." The shoes managed to fit into her legs, and she walked over to where I stood. "Since when do you do yoga?" "Since your genius therapist suggested it.