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I blush slightly as he keeps pounding deep inside me. “Yes,” I whisper.

“What do you think about when you’re all alone? Do you picture me touching you? Do you imagine me getting you off with my tongue? Do you like riding my face?”

I’m so turned on I’m about ready to explode. Listening to the words Roman is saying has my body heating up to inferno levels. It’s so hot. “Yes. To all of it.”

His eyes shine with something that looks like pride. “I stroke my cock all the time thinking about this sweet pussy. Dreaming about it.”

There’s no stopping the tidal wave of emotions rushing through me. Like a tsunami threatening to pull me under. I've succumbed to it. It’s surrounding me, taking over as my body heats up. The orgasm starts low in my belly, expanding out, creating a frenzied rush of tingles shooting up my spine and ending in every limb. My toes curl. They fucking curl, something that has never happened to me before. My eyes squeeze shut as bursts of colors dance across my vision. This is real.

EIGHTEEN

ROMAN

My most favorite thing in the world is quickly becoming watching Greer have an orgasm. It’s simply the hottest thing I’ve ever seen. I thought eating her out was amazing, but watching her come on my cock is way better.

My body’s a mess of wanting to prolong my orgasm, and getting off as quickly as possible. I don’t want this feeling to end. I don’t want this fucking night to end.

I pick up speed as I pound into her tight pussy. I never in my life have been this turned on. The sex turns frantic. It’s pure fucking at this point, and I run a hand up and down her body, trying to feel all of her in this moment.

I’m so fucking close. So close to coming deep inside her.

“Are you on the pill?” I ask.

She nods. “Yeah. Do it, come inside me, Roman. I want to feel you.”

This woman is perfect for me. The sound of her asking me to come inside her makes my heart beat amp up. Is this really happening?

I’ve had dreams just like this, but have always woken up before I could finish off inside her. This is so much better than any dream.

This is the real thing. And I’m nowhere near done with her yet.

I want to go to sleep fully satisfied by her. I want to be the man to take care of her.

“Greer, you do this to me. You make me so fucking hard,” I tell her, wanting her to know this is all for her.

Every inch of my cock pumping inside her tight cunt is all for her. She does this to me. She turns me into this ravenous man who can’t get enough.

My body heightens, my orgasm slamming into me like a sledgehammer. It nearly knocks the wind out of me, and I keep thrusting, screwing her into the mattress as my orgasm rolls through me.

As our bodies calm, I gaze down at Greer. “You make me come so good, sweetheart.”

She nods. “Same.”

She heads into the ensuite bathroom to clean up, and when she returns she’s dressed in a dainty robe.

“Come lay with me,” I tell her.

She nestles beside me, her warmth enveloping me like a cocoon. The gnawing anxiety is gone, and for the first time in a long time I’m truly happy.

“How’s everything going?” Marley Dale asks me as I sit in her office. “Is the Prozac helping?”

“Honestly, I never even filled the prescription.”

“Why not?”

“I want to overcome my anxiety on my own. I know I can. Anxiety will not be something that defines me, but it’s hard. I feel it creeping up when I least expect it.”

“I can respect that. I have many patients who want to take a more cognitive behavioral approach, and that’s okay. Each journey is different. There’s no right or wrong way to treat anxiety.” She leans forward, placing both elbows on her desk and steepling her hands together like a chapel spire. “Have you had any more attacks?”

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