And I did, right there in front of Marcus, driving down the main streets of Seattle. I arched my back, whimpering and writhing as he magically stroked my tender, swollen clit.
“Such a good girl, coming on demand for me. However, we need to work on being quieter. I’m afraid poor Marcus has every reason now to believe you’re my dirty little girl. Look at me,” he ordered as he moved his thumb over my clit, causing fresh waves of shudders to course through me.
I looked at him, trying to catch my breath. He moved his hand out from under my skirt, brought his thumb up to his nose, and inhaled deeply.
“Marcus, her scent is so damn intoxicating,” he groaned.
Marcus chuckled. “I’ll take your word for it, Boss.”
“Nik,” I exclaimed, my embarrassment skyrocketing.
He laughed. “Put your panties on. We are at the office.”
I hurriedly put them on while Marcus stepped out of the car and moved to the other side to open the door.
It took about fifteen minutes to secure an ID to go up with Nik, and then we took the elevator to his office. It screamed Nik—sophisticated, organized, and modern.
“You remember Jason? He’s in charge of surveillance, along with Darren. This is Elena. She keeps me organized.” He winked, bringing a flush to her cheeks.
She was immaculately dressed and beautiful. I said hello to the three of them before he took me down the hall to an office. It was comfortably furnished, and he closed the door, pushing me against it.
“You drive me crazy, you know that?” He wrapped his hands around my pigtails. His soft lips met mine, and his hand moved to the nape of my neck, pulling me toward him.
I pressed my breasts against his chest, wrapping my arms around him as his hands found my hips, pulling them toward his groin. The kiss deepened, his passion growing as his cock did against me.
Our tongues entwined in perfect synchronicity, teasing and exploring one another. He continued tasting and probing my mouth while his hands wandered down and back under my skirt. He squeezed my ass, pulling me tighter against him.
But then Jason knocked on the door, and he sighed, pulling away. He straightened up and pushed me toward the desk. When he opened the door, Jason stood there with a mischievous smile.
“You said Ms. Taylor would need a laptop. I have this one all cued up for her.” He looked at my flushed face and shook his head.
“Thank you, Jason. Please ensure that whatever Ms. Taylor needs, she gets. I’ll be in my office.” He walked out, and Jason set me up on the laptop.
“If you get too bored, we have case files you can look at in the room across from you. Those are closed cases.”
“Seriously? I can look at them?”
“Yes, we’ve been given a list of what you’re allowed to do.” He chuckled at the look on my face.
“Did you and Darren ever provide surveillance on me?”
“Yes, Ms. Taylor. Now, was there anything else you think you may need? There are snacks, water, and drinks in the break room.”
“No, I’m fine. Thank you.”
I logged into the computer so that my browser would sync and opened up my email. I clicked on Dr. Marcel’s email, opened the PDF, and sighed. Fourteen pages, ugh. The first set of questions was easy to fill out. But I paused at the next one.
What significant life changes or stressful events have you experienced recently?
I quickly typed my answer.
My grandfather died a few years ago. My old dance partner turned up out of nowhere. I was being watched and encountered three men who had significantly altered my everyday life. My house burned down and everything that ever meant anything to me was lost.
The next section was my family’s mental and health history. I typed N/A on almost all of it. The next section was about current relationships. I left it blank. It wasn’t as hard as I thought it was going to be. The questions were very generic until I got to the last one.
And finally, what would you like to accomplish out of your time in therapy?
Somehow, typing “I want to fuck your friends for a few weeks while I get my shit together and bounce” didn’t seem like what he’d want to hear. I sat pondering this one for quite a while, then finally answered it.
