Twinsequences Ivy (Twisted Twin #2)(8)
“How does it make you feel knowing you’re not sexually active?”
For a second I saw him checking me out. It was all I needed to continue toying with his mind. “How would it make you feel if you couldn’t have sex?”
“I supposed I’d be frustrated to some degree.”
“You’re a guy. You’d jerk off and take care of the problem. I don’t really feel like masturbating to an audience, if you know what I mean. I know there’s always someone watching.” Cameras had been installed in each room for the safety of the patients, so he knew what I was referring to.
“You’ve given up a lot since you’ve been here, and with that comes the satisfaction of being sexually fulfilled. The good news is you won’t be here forever. You will have plenty of time to meet someone when your sentence has ended.”
I blew the hair away from my face, leaned forward, and pushed the picture of his wife to be flat. “Or you could do me a favor.”
He tapped his pen, giving me a once over. “I don’t know what you’re implying, but I’m your doctor. I’m afraid there’s not much I can do in that department.”
I stood, sauntering in his direction until I was standing over him. I let my fingernails on one hand trail over the fabric of his trousers. “No one would ever have to find out. It could be our secret.”
He slid his chair away, standing, so I couldn’t be in control. “I think our session is up for the day. Just to be clear, I don’t patronize with my patients. Our relationship is professional. I understand you have certain needs, we all do, however, I’m not the person to handle them.”
His rejection didn’t offend me. It was only a matter of time before he cracked.
It took me another two sessions before I decided to give it another go. I could tell from the one before it, he hadn’t been disgusted by the idea. Once again, I talked about my sexual desire. “So, doc, can we go back to what we were discussing a couple weeks ago?”
“Remind me what you’re referring to.”
“My inability to be satisfied. Don’t act like you’ve forgotten. I’ve been thinking about it since the moment it was mentioned. In fact,” I licked my lips. “I can’t stop imagining you being the person to make it happen. I’m attracted to you, and I have a feeling you’re attracted to me too.”
“I’m a married man, Ivy. My job is to make you aware of your issues and help to overcome and understand them. I can see how you would misconstrue my kindness.”
I threw up my hands. “Whoa. I’m not misconstruing anything.” I turned back to make sure the windows were shut before continuing. “Stop hiding behind your position. I’m offering you a win-win scenario. You’re a smart man, so I’m sure you’ve thought about it.”
“I’m not discussing this with you.” His inability to relax told me more than he was going to divulge.
I leaned forward on the desk, staring him in the eyes. “Tell me you haven’t thought about bending me over this table and f*cking me into next week.”
He opened his mouth, stumbling to come up with an argument. “I’ve made a commitment to my marriage – to my wife.”
“She’ll never have to know.” I tugged on his tie. “This is between us. Come on, haven’t you ever fantasized about being with one of your patients?”
The doctor remained quiet until I walked around and stood in front of him, wedging myself between him and the desk. “I’m giving you free reign to take what you want from me. There are no feelings required.” I stepped closer, letting my lips hover over his. He didn’t push me away. “Tell me to stop. Say you want me to go sit back down.” I lifted my knee and ran it against his groin. I could feel him becoming turned on. “Say you don’t want to f*ck me, right here, right now.”
That’s all it took. A few movements and a little taunting gave me the edge I needed to seduce Mikael. After that he couldn’t help himself. He took me right there on his desk.
Grabbing at my thighs, he slid closer, taking his hands and drawing them up my shirt. I helped him out by lifting it over my head. I hadn’t put on a bra, in hopes of this happening. When he realized the predicament he’d stumbled upon – my hardened nipples, he dove right in. While sucking each, I ran my hands through his thick dark hair. He brought his face up to my awaiting lips and finally kissed me, dragging his tongue against mine after only a few seconds. His hunger made it easy to continue. I unfastened his pants and used my feet to shove them down. His dick sprung out of the hole in his boxers, showing me the amount of girth he had to offer. A half-smile formed in the corner of my lips just imagining how good it would feel to be with him. He tugged on the elastic to my tan cotton pants, taking them and my panties down my calves, and finally off my feet. He gripped the back of my ass and pulled me upward. I could feel his cock at the base of my *. “Is this what you want?”
I nodded.
“You want to be f*cked? You want what’s not yours?”
I bit down on my lip before lunging for his to feel them against mine again. He didn’t fight me. Instead our kissing intensified. He jerked his body, taking me before I was wet. It felt like he was ripping his way inside. I started to cry out, but he put his hand over my mouth before I was able to. The harder he performed, the more I knew I’d won him over. Letting him have his way was all part of what I needed to do to gain his trust. Once I had it, I could manipulate him into doing anything I wanted.