Therapy Threesome novel · Chapter 6 of 24

Chapter 6: Let Him

Dr. Thorsby studied Wade for a long second.

Then he stepped back from me, and my skin went cold where he had been.

"Very well," he said. "Show me."

Wade crossed the room.

He didn't ask.

He took my face in both hands and kissed me, hard, and I tasted salt and anger and relief.

I clawed at his shirt.

The buttons popped, and I pushed the cotton off his shoulders.

My palms found the hot, broad muscle of his chest.

"Mine," he growled into my mouth.

I didn't know if he meant it, but I loved that he said it.

"Couch," Dr. Thorsby said, settling back into his armchair. "Mallory on her back. Wade, take your time."

"Shut up, Julian," Wade said, without looking at him.

"Make me."

Wade laughed, low and ragged.

He lifted me by the thighs and laid me on the leather, and the cool surface made me gasp.

He stripped fast.

Boots, jeans, shorts, thrown across the carpet, and then he stood over me completely naked.

He was broad and hard-muscled, tan to the collar line, a scatter of dark hair on his chest.

His cock stood thick against his stomach.

I had never wanted anything so much in my life.

"Look at me," he said.

I looked.

"If this goes any further, I don't stop," he said. "You understand? I can't do this halfway."

"Then don't."

"Mallory."

"Wade, I'm begging you."

He knelt between my legs on the couch.

He put his hands on my knees and pushed them wide.

I felt his gaze burn over every exposed inch.

"Slowly," Dr. Thorsby said from the shadows. "She's tight, Wade. She's never taken anything like you."

"I know."

"Then be careful with her."

Wade bent over me and kissed my forehead.

It was so gentle that tears stung my eyes.

Then he took himself in his hand, guided the head against me, and pushed.

The stretch was enormous.

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