Billionaire's Pleasure-Chapter 134: Irritated

Claire’s POV

When I had lost all self-control around someone, it was my new patient. I got my first case with the guy I slept with. My hands remained at my sides as I squinted my eyes and clenched my jaw. "Sure, I’ll be there." My voice sounded hollow and wooden once I blinked out of the terror I was in.

It’s not utter dread, at least. As he stood and marched toward me with a confident swagger, my body began to heat up. This was a night to add to your fantasy bankroll.

"Good morning." While welcoming him, I presented myself as Dr. Wilson in an effort to sound more professional. "What’s your current state of mind?" As I reached a quivering hand to take his clipboard, he stared me dead in the eyes.

In the end, "I’m fine," As I threw the clipboard on the ground, he took a step closer and spoke softly in my ear. "I’m glad to have you as a friend!" After Brad reached down to fetch the item for me, I was able to successfully insert it into one of the slots that were distributed across the waiting room. This dude was going to kill me. Turning to lead him down the long hallway, his eyes fell on my body as I gasped slowly. As soon as I realized he was looking at me, I wished I had worn a white blouse and a black pencil skirt instead of the cream-colored top I had chosen for my first day. Wearing heels made me appear even taller, so I sped up while holding his documents in my hands.

I escorted him into my office, where I sat at my desk and placed my hands on my skirt as I waited for him to join me. As a result of the treasured recollections of last night, Brad would never know how many times I was embarrassed in the preceding hours. As I double-checked to make sure my neck’s bun was still in place, I glanced down at his paper. As I studied the questions, I realized that one man was completely ignoring his difficulties.

In accordance with the documentation I had read, he was in a state of grief. My attention was drawn to his clothing and the document I had read earlier that morning, both of which served as red flags that he was someone I should avoid.

"Is everything correct?" I asked him a few probing questions as I tentatively moved my sight to his face. As I sat and the lace between my legs became wet with need, I would not disclose what I was experiencing at the time. 𝕗𝗿𝕖𝐞𝐰𝗲𝕓𝐧𝕠𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝐨𝚖

"I’m fine, thank you very much." As Brad sat up straight with a determined attitude, I ached to kiss his jaw and taste him once more.

"Mr. Crawford, the file has been accessed." As I began to speak, he smirked menacingly.

"Last night, did you call me as Mr. CrawFord or Blake?" As he licked his lips, my nipples stiffen up in my silk bra.

"I’d be open to either option," I say.

Brad responded, "I get so hard when you call me that," as I started to grow hot under the collar. When I see you hunched over this desk, it makes me want to spank you. Does that seem appealing to you in any way?" Vibrations travelled through my skin and into my bones when I was shaken by his deep voice.

"It’s time to stop. You are now my patient. Last night was a mistake." As I spoke softly and without the conviction that I had planned, he cast a knowing gaze my way.

"It was such an error that I jerked myself off of it three times today."

"Brad, stop this!" When I saw the expressions of regret and remorse on his face, I asserted my stance with force.

"If you sit right in front of me, I’ll be able to taste you the way I wanted to last night. As a favor, please stretch your legs wide open for me." While he spoke in a quiet, focused tone, I leaned firmly on my arms and gently inhaled.

I begged him, "Talk to me seriously," as he put his face in his hands for a moment. "Let me get on with my work. Only one day in, and I’m already having a difficult time. "

"If you think I’m in need of help, you’re mistaken. Miss Wilson, do you know why I’m here?"

"I don’t care about any of that at all. In the meanwhile, Brad, I’d want to ask for your help. Tell me about Rome. Your friendship with each other must have lasted a long time." As his eyes glowed with sorrow, I pressed on with the subject. However, I would not be doing my job properly and he would not receive the assistance he was supposed to receive from his supervisors if we postponed this meeting for an hour. "Was it really so long ago? Was he like a brother to you?" My voice trembled a little bit when I talked because of a flashback to my brother.

However, I’ll continue on. It’s only my job that I want back. When Brad leaned over and gently stroked my hand, he informed me. "Please let me go so that I can accomplish this."

"I’m no longer able to do it. Lots to talk about." While my legs trembled and I watched him caress the flesh of my hand, my palm rose. I kicked off one of my heels and set my foot firmly on my office’s thick gray carpet because of the unavoidable heat between us. "What drew you to join the military? That is why you became a Seal." With individuals, it can help to go backwards, and I needed to get my mind off how much I wanted him right now.

"A business run by members of one’s family. I’ve always wanted to be a Seal, and I knew I’d always wanted to be in the Navy since I was a kid." His fast response made me think of my family, and when he took his hand back, he rested it near mine. "I enjoyed the best night of my vacation so far last night, in my view. I’d like to meet you again, but in a different location and situation. I want you to scream my name when I fuck you this time. That’s all I need from you, Dr. Wilson."

No one told me I couldn’t tell a patient about it. Despite the fact that we were not close friends or social partners, I felt a considerable decrease in my physical strength. "What is it that you need to know?"

"You wouldn’t have told me last night. If you think I’ve earned the right to know your name after witnessing your cum on my cock, why don’t you tell me? I’ve asked you twice." When I looked up, my eyes widened and I could feel my skin becoming more and more red. The hooded glare he gave me the night before was never far from his face.

"It doesn’t matter what your name is to me. All I want to do is fuck you harder and faster. We must kneel before each other when my name is called." A low cry escaped my lips as Brad went on to explain his point of view.

"We can’t do that! At the moment, we are fully qualified." Refusing to let him touch me, I reminded him. "We can’t dwell on the events of the past."

"The scent of your exquisite pussy tells me that you haven’t forgotten a thing," Brad contended as I returned his look. "My firm cock also tells me that I haven’t."

"Mr. Crawfors, I’m sorry to bother you. Please, don’t go any farther. As my body swelled with want and my bones began to jiggle,’ I softly begged. "We were both fanning ourselves with our hands as we gazed into each other’s eyes and the space between them, which was between his eyes and mine."

"Show me your wonderful tits," Brad pleaded as I strained my eyes to focus on the papers in front of me. For some reason I had to use them to regain my composure while staring at him.

"As your psychologist, I’m here to help you, Mr. Crawford. If you don’t want to talk to me right now, I’d like to schedule a meeting for next week. The sole reason I’m here is to speak with a counselor." Power came from my loud voice as he stared back at me. "I can’t help you until you want me to."

Standing and leaning forward over my desk, Blake peered at me with a hot face.

I took a deep breath and slumped back into my chair after yelling at him to make an appointment on the way out.

"You can help me at any moment you’d like."

"I do want it," I answered. I fanned myself and reached for the water bottle on my desk while I unfastened my shirt. I drank it quickly to calm myself down before seeing my next patient, but my body was on high alert and needed Brad right away. When I saw the time on my computer screen, I got up and made my way shakily to my adjacent restroom to relieve some of the tension in my body.