He didn’t reply for a few moments. I held my breath, counting each second. I swear I could feel the pressure increasing in the room, pressing down on my skin in the light airy room that resembled peace and safety. But now it felt heavy… and scary. Scary in a good way. It was anticipation burning through my veins, my heartbeat increasing with each second.
“Is that any way to use your mouth in front of me, Petal?” Aiden asked, his voice rumbling through my bones, caressing the innermost parts of me as he leaned back. Arrogance and something terribly arousing rolled off of him. It curled around my body, sizzling me and making me want to do terrible things for him—
I should have taken my backpack and rushed out of the room if I was smarter. But I wasn’t. I wanted to see with my own eyes how he would react.
Tilting my head, I heard myself say, “Do you want to see how I use my mouth, Doctor Aiden?”
His eyes turned darker, almost onyx, despite how bright the room was. He opened his mouth to reply, but my phone rang with a shrill ringtone. It was one of the rules to keep it silenced, but I had forgotten today after the chat with Jason before the session.
“It’s him, isn’t it?” He asked as I checked the caller ID.
“I am sorry, but I have to take th—”
I gaped when he took my phone from my hands and accepted it, pressing it against his ear. My eyes betrayed me for a moment, falling over his muscular, strong thighs, the way his pants fitted him perfectly. Especially that ass—
Focus Ivy!
I am.
Noton his ass.
“No, you fucking prick. Have some decency to accept you cheated on her,” Aiden snapped.
My eyes widened hearing Jason’s voice on the other side of the call, a vein popping on Aiden’s neck. He seemed furious. I had never seen him that way before.
His eyes flickered to me for a moment. With his jaw clenched, he answered, “Fortunately, I am not like you, so I won’t answer that vulgar question of yours. Instead, you should spend those brain cells to reflect on your life choices that made you end up here. Calling the sweetest girl you had the honor to date, after cheating on her and begging her to take you back. Do yourself a favor and don’t dare to call her again.”
I was still gaping when he ended the call, presumably blocking his number and handing me the phone. I quickly closed my mouth when Aiden’s face appeared in front of mine, with only an inch separating us. I could smell his cologne, the sharp musky male scent making me want to lean closer and press my nose against the collar of his neck.
His eyes dropped to my lips when I licked them. I held in my breath when his warm finger tucked a piece of hair behind my ear. “Despite everything stopping me, little Petal, I would love to see how you use this pretty mouth of yours,” he whispered, my belly tightening.
I clenched my thighs when he stood up and took a step back, his piercing dark eyes pinned on me. “Before you leave, take the diary from my desk and write about your emotions and feelings.”
It took me a few moments to gather my thoughts and reply, “You want me to journal?”
“Yes, Ivy. Journal your daily thoughts. As soon as you wake up and before you go to sleep.” He sat down on his chair and opened the drawer, giving me a leather-bound black diary. I started from his face and the diary when he clasped his hands and leaned on the desk. “Can you do that for me?”
Yes, Doctor Aiden.Should I kneel and suck your cock too?
With a flushed face, I scolded my mind for going into the gutter at such an inappropriate time. I took the diary and looked through the blank pages.
“Only my emotions?” I asked.
“Whatever makes you happy, sad, angry, disappointed, anything. I want you to write about what makes you feel. And bring this with you next week, okay?”
I could do that. I could write about my emotions every day and night. I nodded, keeping the diary in my bag.
Aiden said with a much deeper and commanding voice, “I asked you something, Petal. Use your tongue and answer me.”
I blinked at him, at the sudden change in the air. “I-I...” I forgot what I was going to say. “Y-yes, Doctor Aiden. Of course, yes,um. I will bring the diary with me during the next session.” I stammered, and by the twitch in his sharp jaw covered in little stubble, I knew he noticed my nervousness.
“Good girl.”