Therapist | 18+

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Here I am.

Standing before the door, which has a man who enriches my most sinful desires in my dreams.

I have never been one to go to a therapist before, but my sister forced me in here three weeks ago to untangle my so-called attachment issues.

I don’t have attachment issues. I feel so comfortable in my own company that I don’t need a man to disturb my peace and happiness.

Why am I back here?

Because my therapist is fucking Greek god.

Mr. Lucio has the most captivating emerald green eyes that make me forget my own name when he looks at me.

Not to mention his towering 6-foot figure and muscles that threaten to tear down his black dress shirt.

Fingers crossed.

The door opens to reveal the man who is the main character in my fantasies for the last three weeks.

I give him a once-over and find out he wears black slacks that fit perfectly on his form and a black dress shirt, the first buttons of which are unbuttoned, revealing his mouthwatering chest.

I look up to find him running his gaze over my body lazily before licking his slightly plump lips. “Miss Smith.” His low but deep voice fills my ears, making me clench my thighs together.

I stand up slowly, making sure he sees my cleavage before approaching him. “Mr. Lucio.”

He tilts his head to his room, and I comply without questioning. He closes the door behind us before walking to the chair before me and sitting down.

I sit on the couch opposed to him and cross my legs in my black skirt.

His eyes trail down to my legs for a brief second before trailing his gaze to my eyes as he gulps. “Let’s start with the basics, Miss Smith.” He cleared his throat. “How was your week?”

I contemplated what to do with my situation with Mr. Lucio and decided to be straightforward as I had nothing to lose.

I bash my eyelashes as I speak. “I have been in pain for the last three weeks, Mr. Lucio.”

“Can you specify the pain, please?” He looks concentrated as he picks up his pen and notebook.

So fucking hot.

“In here.” My voice is sultry as I motion my pussy while I open my legs to show him my black lace.

He looks at me lazily as his eyes widen in surprise, but he can’t look away from my pussy for a few seconds.

He clears his throat as he turns his gaze to his notebook. “Miss Smith, this is not appropriate.”

“Why, though?” I press as I trail my hands from my tits to my pussy. His gaze follows my hand as he shifts in his seat. “Don’t you want to fuck me?” I ask innocently.

His breath gets ragged as he looks away from me. “It is quite normal to feel attracted to your therapist. This situation happens from time to time.” He trails his gaze to my eyes. “Let’s approach this issue professionally.”

I stand up from my seat and walk towards him while swaying my hips as his attention does not go unnoticed.

I stand before him between his legs before straddling him.

His eyes widen in surprise as he raises his hands as if he had been caught red-handed in a bank robbery.

“I know you want to,” I move closer to him and lean to his ear. “Mr. Lucio,” I whisper before pulling his earlobe in my mouth and sucking it.

He pushes me away by holding both my arms in his large hands. “I have a wife.” He says through clenched teeth, but I could feel a hard cock throbbing beneath me.

“I won’t tell if you won’t,” I smirk as I move against his length.

He clenches his teeth so hard that I fear he might break them.

I felt him stiffen beneath me as he grew harder while I moved against him.

“Do you really want my cock inside your tight little pussy?” He spits angrily as he grabs a fistful of hair in a tight grip, making my insides burn in need.

“Yes.” I moaned as he placed his other hand on my butt, pressing me on his hard cock.

He squeezes my ass before planting a hard slap, making me gasp in surprise. “You are such a needy slut.” He slaps again before continuing. “If I am going to fuck you, I will do it my way. Is that understood?”

“Yes.” I breathe out as another slap lands on my ass.

“Yes, what?” He asks as he pulls my face closer to his.

“Yes, Mr. Lucio.”

He grunts in approval before capturing my mouth with his. The kiss is nowhere soft but domineering and hungry.

I moaned onto his lips before opening my mouth and granting an entrance. He devoured my mouth with his tongue with so much force and passion that I know I will have bruised lips after today.

I pulled away when my lungs started to burn because of lack of oxygen, and Mr. Lucio attacked my jaw and then throat, planting open mouth hisses all the way to my tits.

Then he stops before getting up while pulling me with him as he puts me on my feet.

He looks at me through hooded eyes before ordering. “Take off your clothes.”

I comply without complaint as he sits back down with legs apart, a hand on his length as he starts rubbing himself while watching me undress.

I slowly remove my tank top and skirt before throwing them down. Mr. Lucio’s gaze never leaves my body as a grunt of approval leaves him at the sight of my body.

That gives me confidence as I take my bra off seductively and soon follow my panties.

Mr. Lucio gazes at every inch of my body as he caresses his bottom lips with the pat of his thumb.

“On your knees.” His voice is so husky, making my pussy throb painfully.

He stands up as I get on my knees and starts undressing himself. I look up to see his perfect figure, but. “Eyes on the ground.” He orders.

And I comply.

I am waiting in anticipation until his clothes fall to the ground next to mine.

He holds my hair in a tight grip, making me look up to him.

Fuck.

He looks like a fucking gladiator with his eight-pack and a dragon tattoo on his chest. My eyes trail down and widen in surprise when I take in his length.

He is so fucking long and thick, and the tip of his cock is wet with pre-cum.

“Open your fucking mouth.” His low and husky voice fills my ears.

And I fucking comply.

I lick the pre-cum on the tip before licking its sides while keeping my eyes on Mr. Lucio. Then I open my mouth and start sucking like my life depends on it, like his cock is the oxygen I need to survive.

He grunts as he starts moving in and out of my mouth. “You suck so good, my little slut.” I moan with his dick in my mouth and start sucking harder.

He pulls me up by my hair and throws me over his desk after emptying everyone with his arm.

I lay down on his desk on my face as he lands another slap on my ass.

“Please, Mr. Lucio.” I plead as I felt the tip of his cock on my entrance.

“Tell me what you want, baby.” He slides his cock up and down on my entrance, teasing me.

I whimper as I can’t take it anymore. “I want your big hard cock, Mr. Lucio.”

Mr. Lucio thrust in without warning, making me scream in pleasure at the same time.

He is so fucking big.

He grunts as he fills me with his big hard cock. “Fuck.”

Then he starts moving in and out, harshly and unapologetically. “You feel so good around my cock.”

I moan as I hear his voice, making me wetter than I already am.

He continues fucking me from behind, and the room is filled with my moans and his grunts, along with our skin slapping together.

I feel pleasure build in my stomach as I start screaming, please. “I am about to come.”

Then Mr. Lucio does something cruel like slowing down. His hand landed on my ass in a harsh slap. “You are not allowed to come yet.”

I whine in protest before he pulls away and turns me around on my back. He trusts back in making me scream in pleasure. “Such a needy slut.”

He started pounding in me mercilessly, making my tits shake, as well as the desk. But he does not care as he starts moving faster.

He starts hitting the right spot, and I feel myself building up again.

Mr. Lucio slaps my left tit before squeezing and pinching it as he leans down to capture my other tit in his mouth.

I am a moaning mess under him as he keeps working on my tits while pounding in me.

“I can’t hold it anymore,” I whine with tears falling from my eyes.

He releases my tit and starts giving attention to the other one before he says one word that makes me explode. “Come.”

My eyes roll back as I arch my back while I come, filling the whole room with my screams and moans.

I literally saw stars.

Mr. Lucio pulls away and starts pounding on me as he holds my neck with his large hand and starts choking me. “That’s my good fucking girl.”

I couldn’t get any more turned on.

His grunts fill my ears, “Fuck.” his breath gets ragged as his moves get sloppy, “Fucking little slut.” he pulls out and comes on my pussy and stomach.

We both breathe heavily as we stare at each other through hooded eyes.

I gasp in surprise when Mr. Lucio gets on his knees and starts sucking my pussy with each of his hands around my tights, forcing me in place.

I scream out as I feel the pleasure build up again as he sucks, nips, and fucks my pussy with his tongue.

It is not long until I reach my second orgasm while holding his hair in a tight grip. I close my eyes and take a few breaths before opening them and see Mr. Lucio looking at me with a lazy smirk on his handsome face.

“You are my personal slut now, Miss Smith.”

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