Keira’s POV
He had not changed a bit. Except this time he flexed a pair of monochromatic glasses, and an orange shirt with its top two buttons open.
He looked very yummy and my mind was already buzzing with naughty ideas. But I stopped my reeling thoughts, red hot anger washing over me instead as I watched him. Was this some kind of a sick joke?
I saw a glint of shock in his eyes as he shifted in his seat, repositioning the glasses on the bridge of his nose.
“What the hell is this?” I could not contain my fury. “Is that my file? Did you know about me before now?”
“Calm d…” he tried to say but I was not having it.
“Do not tell me to fucking calm down. How could someone who was willing to get down with me on the first day be my therapist? How exactly are you supposed to help me?” I raged.
How stupid did I seem to him right now?
He looked apologetic as he raised his hands in surrender. “Hey…take a breath. This is not what it looks like.”
I scoffed, giving him a death glare. “So you are like some sex therapist that fucks his clients anywhere?”
Hell, we had a pleasant night together. What I did not understand was why he was posing as my therapist when we had done stuff already. But I kept quiet and listened to him speak.
“This is all a huge misunderstanding. I promise I did not know you were the woman on my appointment list. If I had known it was you, I would definitely not have touched you that night. I have no intention of touching my clients. I swear.”
“My dad had never mentioned me to you and you decided to stalk me or something?”
“No.” Came his curt response.
I settled in the chair. “When did you join the golf club?”
He gave me a quizzical stare. “Three months ago. Why?”
I nodded. “I last visited five months ago. Wanted to be sure you had actually never seen or heard of me before all this happened.” I gestured with my hand.
He smiled and god, I almost melted into a hot caramel puddle. My anger had instantly dissipated, leaving me a horny bitch.
“You can be rest assured. Plus, I would never judge you so please feel free around me, so that we can achieve the best results,” he assured me.
I nodded, momentarily entranced by the movement of his plump pink lips. I wanted to kiss it so badly. I should not feel like this, especially in the situation we had found ourselves in. He was my therapist for fucks sake.
I crossed my net clad legs, an attempt to stop my pussy from pulsing at my thoughts. His eyes had caught the movement, and they travelled up my legs to my face, causing my pussy to drip now. I felt hot under his gaze and I looked away, discreetly puffing air through my mouth.
It’s just for thirty minutes, Kiera. Get a hold of yourself. You can do it. I imagined Natasha saying those words to me.
Clint cleared his throat and clapped his hands. “Shall we begin then?”
“Yes,” I managed to croak out, my eyes watching my fingers play with each other on my laps.
There was a pause, then he requested in a voice I found very sensual, “I need you to look at me.”
Those words brought crazy images to mind- my bare back on his cleared table, with him pounding into me while he looked at me like I was the only woman in the world.
I shook my head and looked up at him.
“Great. Now I will ask you a few questions and I would love for you to answer as honestly and clearly as you can.” He picked up a pen. “Remember, no judgement zone. Alright?”
I nodded.
“I would need you to use words, Kiera, okay?”
“Yes.”
“That’s better. Why are you here, Kiera?” He asked.
“I…I wanted to get help…”
He raised a brow. “For what exactly?”
“I am sure it is stated there in my file,” I replied, shooting him an annoyed look.
He chuckled. “This is how sessions work, Kiera. This is to make sure you really do want help. Because you can’t be helped if you do not want it.”
“Oh.” I relaxed and answered, “My libido is crazy.”
“What do you mean?”
My eyes traced the outline of his chest through the open buttons. “I want sex all the time. With anyone who is available.”
His eyelids slitted and his grip on his pen tightened just a little. “Just anyone?” He choked out and when I nodded, his eyes blazed. Although when he shut and opened them, he seemed composed. What was that?
“What made you decide to get help?” He questioned while taking notes.
“My best friends, Natasha and Brendon.”
“Why do you think they wanted you to get help?”
I smiled wistfully. “Natasha loves me, and I embarrass Brendon.”
“Why had you not sought a solution yourself before now?”
I inhaled, “Because I feel I am too far gone.”
He studied me silently, a finger trailing his lips. My tummy clenched as he did. Was he doing this on purpose? Torturing me from where he sat, while acting so ignorant of the effect he had on me.
“And do you feel you can be helped now?” He asked after a while.
His blue eyes seemed to suck me in as I stared into them and replied. “I am not sure.”
He regarded me a bit before writing into my file, then he dropped the pen and clasped his hand on the table.
“Now, I need you to be very honest with me on this one, alright?” He urged and I nodded.
Soon he was standing and stalking around the table to me, his eyes never leaving mine. He stopped behind me and my heart quickened as I ceased to breathe in anticipation.
What was he going to do next? Would that night repeat itself here in his office? My core was humming its consent. I was so down for it if it came to that.
I felt his finger swipe my hair over my right shoulder, exposing the left side of my neck. I held onto the chair tightly as he touched my neck, trailing a hot path up just to stop below my ear.
Then I felt his hot breath close to my ear, as he enquired.
“Tell me, Kiera…How sensitive are you?”
Keira’s POVMy foot pressed down on the accelerator as I zoomed past cars on the way to school. My knuckles had turned white from holding the steering wheel too hard as I remembered how he had dismissed me. “Our session has come to an end. You can meet the receptionist for a new appointment.” Then again, like a promise, he said. “See you around, Kiera.”I had never been so sexually frustrated in my life. How dare he tease me like that? I began to regret not leaving his office the instant I knew he was Clint Homer. There was no way that man would help me. Seeing him alone made me want to strip naked and fuck the hell out of him. And with the stunt he pulled today, it was only a matter of time before I actually slipped into insanity. I needed a release. I would not function well today if I did not liberate myself from this pent-up frustration. As soon as I parked my car in a spot, I stormed to my department and barged into the office of my course advisor, the youngest professor in th
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