by Ashlee Price
“It’s not that easy, Dylan.”
“Why can’t it be? Why does it have to be so complicated? You love me and I love you.”
“Because I’m married.”
“You don’t have to be.”
I watched her get dressed. Everything in me wanted to beg her to stay. I wasn’t letting her go, but I knew that she needed some time and some space. I didn’t blame her. I needed some as well. I had to work this all out in my head. Camilla was in my mind and I was questioning everything. Maybe I should just be happy with it how it was. I didn’t like to even think about the alternative.
“I’ll call you, Dylan, okay?”
She was leaving, and I was left shaking my head like an idiot. But when Maya turned back around and kissed me, I was left with a small bud of hope. It was enough for me.
Part 6: Obesession
Zane knows that Camilla is pulling away from him. He can feel it by the way she looks at him and by the way she lied when he asked if she was alone. Zane had been watching her, and he knew that she wasn’t with anyone. She was alone and just didn’t want to speak to him. It was the first time he caught her in a lie, but it made it impossible to trust her.
He needs to be sure that she loves him, and he has to be sure that there are no more secrets. While Zane hasn’t learned what’s in Dr. Loring’s heart, he’s learned that she flirts with other patients. The idea that she has other men who she spends time with makes him go a little mental. Zane wants to be the only one, and he’s prepared to do whatever it takes to make it happen. He’s not above resorting to desperate measures to keep the woman he loves his own. He isn’t letting Camilla go without a fight.
Chapter 1 – Zane
The sound of the door opening got my attention and I sat up a little straighter. It was time to test the new tech. Camilla was out of her office and I had a few minutes to spare.
“Thanks for taking me out to lunch, Tyler. I really needed that.”
“No problem. I’ve been trying to get you to come out with me since we first met.”
I heard a chuckle and I knew that it was Camilla. I didn’t know who Tyler was, but I was going to have to find out why he was taking her to lunch. I didn’t know what I expected to hear, but not this.
“You’re a patient and there are laws against it. I could lose my license.”
“But what about…”
“Not here. I don’t know why I told you that, but you can never bring it up again, Tyler. Promise me?”
She was sounding a little too chipper, and it made me lean forward, pressing the sound closer to my ears, trying to envision what was going on in the small room.
“Yeah, I was just… I don’t know. Poor taste, sorry.”
“I’m not proud of what I’ve done, but you’re right. I need to handle it.”
“I think I have my own fences to mend on my end as well. It was a good talk. That’s why I still come to see you, Camilla. You always know what to say. And I’m still holding out for the chance that you’ll actually take me up on my offer for more than just a meal.”
The laugh was back, this time more of a giggle, and I could feel the heat rising in my face. The last thing I wanted to do was listen to this crap. It felt like some kind of slow torture, and I had an irrational urge to throw the headphones, just to stop from hearing her little giggle that was only supposed to be for me.
“You know I can’t, Tyler. You’re married, and I’m your doctor.”
Tyler sighed, and then I heard a shuffling sound. One of the plants was too low and picking up the movement of feet. I strained to hear through it, trying my best to envision what was going on in there. Now I didn’t think audio was going to be enough. I wanted to see what was going on, not just hear it.
“Tyler, I’m serious. You’re a nice guy, but…”
“I don’t want to hear the rest of that. Anything that starts with ‘you’re a nice guy’ can’t end well. I’ll take it as a no for right now, okay?”
“You can take it how you want, but I think that you’re confused about how it all works.”
“I know how it works. I’m just going to have to catch you in a mood. I’m a patient man, Camilla.”
Clenching my fist, I swore then and there that if I heard her giggle again I was going to end the charade right now.
“Good luck with that, Tyler. I’m not taking the bait, but I did enjoy lunch. Thank you for that.”
“I know, my time is up.”
“Yes, I have another patient coming in. I’ll see you next week?”
There was too much hope in her voice, and my teeth were clenched in my mouth as hard as my fists were by my side. My brilliant idea was quickly unraveling in my face.
“I wouldn’t miss it for the world, Doc.”
“Okay, Tyler. I think you’ve had one too many margaritas for lunch. I’m glad you’re not driving.”
There was that noise again, as I assumed Tyler got up from a chair and went to the door. I heard it open, but I couldn’t quite understand what else was going on. I tried to listen as intently as I could, but nothing more came to me. I wanted to hear Camilla’s answer to the bold man’s offers and innuendos. I knew then and there that I was going to have to learn more about this Tyler guy who made her giggle so much. Was Camilla like that with all of her patients?
Going back to the paper that I was reading, I waited for something more. I had a little bit of time to kill because work was slow, so I spent it how I’d envisioned from the start. It hadn’t occurred to me to bug her office until the incident with her lying. I wanted to know what was going on with her and what else she was lying about. Now I was overwhelmed with secrets, and I hadn’t even been listening for an hour.
It was a disappointment. The audio was not going to be enough. While I listened for her next patient to come in, I dreaded having to hear her flirt with someone else. I was going to have to lay down some rules when I saw her next.
My mind refocused and I turned away from the small cameras that I was searching for on my phone when I heard a knock at the door. Not my door, but hers.
“Hey, Camilla, your three o’clock just cancelled. Do you want me to fill it with a walk-in or leave it to the others?”
“Let them have it. I’m going to need a break before the afternoon is over.”
“I saw your four o’clock penciled in.”
“Yes.”
“Is that going to be okay?’
“What do you mean?”
“He’s been behaving kind of erratically. He’s scared a couple of the interns.”
I heard a big sigh, and I knew that what she said next was going to hurt me more than her flirting with another man.
“He’s harmless. He’s going through some things and it can get overwhelming for him. I don’t think he’s going to be seeing me too much longer. I don’t think I can help him the way that he deserves to be helped.”
I didn’t hear much after that. She was going to get rid of me. While she hadn’t said anything bad about me, not really, it was clear by what she was saying that she’d every intention of getting me off of her list. Did that mean that she was going to break up with me?
“Well, if you need anything, we’re right down the hall. Sometimes the patients scare me.”
“Don’t be afraid of them. They are just people like everyone else. We all go through hard times.”
“I know, I just…”
“It’s fine, really. There’s no need to be worried.”
“Okay, Camilla. I just wanted to put that out there.”
“Thank you, really. I’m glad that you care so much, but everything is fine.”
The door closed again and I heard a deep sigh that I knew had to be Camilla. Something was weighing heavy on her mind, and I had a feeling that it was the topic they’d just been talking about: me. Was it really that obvious to everyone that I was a little off? I’d heard it before, many times, actually, but I’d worked hard to hide it.
“What the hell am I
going to do?”
The question rang out in my ears and bounced around for a time. She was talking to herself. There was no question in my mind that I was the thing she needed to do something about. Her voice was sad, and I had to wonder what made her so melancholy. The ideas that I had were not comforting, and I took the headphones off. I’d heard enough for right now.
Chapter 2 – Camilla
“I think we should actually do some talking this week, Zane.”
He shook his head and the grin on his face made me wet almost instantly. I’d seen that look many times, and it was a hard one to ignore. My body was already preparing for what it thought was coming next. What I wanted to come next.
“I don’t think that’s going to happen.”
I watched Zane shut the door and press against it as he leaned back. He was in no rush, and I knew it was a mistake that I’d given him the last slot of the day. There was going to be nothing to push it along, and I was already ready to give in to whatever he wanted. I needed him, all of a sudden, and before I could say another word, Zane was leaning down to capture my lips in his. The kiss was like everything with him, overwhelming and passionate. Something had gotten into him, and I was clinging to him as he pulled me from my seat. It was going to be one of those sessions. All good intentions I’d had were out the window.
“Zane, I don’t think we should…”
He was hearing none of it and told me to shush. It wasn’t the usual light tone that he took, but far more demanding. Even that seemed to tickle my fancy. Sometimes I had to wonder what part of me he played into, but there it was. I wanted him more as he barked orders at me. I never had understood that pull that Zane had over me.
“You know that you want this, Camilla. If your little pussy isn’t wet, I’ll leave right now.”
I groaned at his words and the fact that I already knew what he was going to find. The crude words didn’t leave anything to the imagination. His hand pushing up my skirt as he moved up my leg was not a surprise at all. I knew that Zane was going to check, and I knew what was going to happen next. He wasn’t going to have to go anywhere. Just the thought of him about to be inside of me was enough that I just started unbuttoning my shirt. The way things were going, I wasn’t going to be wearing it very long anyway.
Instead of just touching and confirming his suspicions, Zane pressed two fingers straight into my slippery hole. I wasn’t ready and I reflexively clenched him tight. That it only made it worse. He knew that I always wanted more than I could handle. I liked it fast and deep. His fingers felt so good that I was instantly writhing against him, trying to find something to hold onto.
“I don’t want you bending over, Camilla. I want to see your face as I make you come each time.”
Our eyes met. His rakish good looks were gone. He looked like a beast, and just now I liked that, really liked it. I had so many things to say to him – I was going to break up with him – and now I was whimpering his name to go faster. His fingers were as magical as the rest of him, and I moved against them more quickly. I could feel that my orgasm was closer than he thought. It never took long when Zane got a hold of me. He was able to please me in so many ways.
“Tell me that you love me, Camilla.”
My eyes had closed as my insides clenched the digits moving inside of me. I didn’t even really hear him until his fingers stopped and he repeated himself. “Tell me you love me, Camilla.”
I whined from the lack of penetration. He liked to get me right there and stop. Now was not one of the times that I was really digging it. “Please, Zane.”
“Tell me you love me, Camilla. That’s all I need to hear, and I’ll throw you over this desk like you want me to.”
That was exactly what I wanted, and to hear him say it made me want it even more. I didn’t want his fingers, but his long, thick length inside of me. Everything else was just background noise. I needed him, and I was willing to say whatever he wanted me to say. “I love you.”
His hand moved to rub my ass, and I moved my legs open a little more to show him the way.
“Say my name, Camilla.”
“Dammit, Zane!”
He chuckled and told me that was not what he meant and I knew it. It wasn’t what he wanted, but he got me so frustrated. Couldn’t he see that he was driving me crazy?
He was pushing me towards the desk. I bent down and wiggled my ass from side to side. It was what I wanted most and watching him pull his pants down was almost enough. It was the anticipation, because I knew what was coming next. He was going to give me all that I could handle and more.
“Say it, Camilla!”
“I love you, Zane!”
He surged forward before I even knew that he was ready. I cried out, unable to stop myself when he pushed in so deep. I wasn’t prepared for him, and even though it wasn’t the first time that I’d been with him, my insides stretched like it was. I was careening on the edge one moment and sinking down the next. I gripped the side of the desk to anchor myself to the furniture as Zane started to really pound into me. One time was never enough for him.
“You better be quiet, Doc. We don’t want everyone to know how unprofessional you are.”
I would have answered if I could have, but the pleasure was too great. I was coming harder and harder, over and over again. It didn’t stop because he wouldn’t stop, and I finally had to beg for mercy. I couldn’t take anymore. My stomach was in knots from tightening up so much.
“I’m never going to let you go, Camilla. Do you hear me? You’re mine.”
The words were something that I’d heard before, but the way he said them with such conviction was hard to hear. There was more going on, and only when he pressed deep and filled me did I really think about it all. Everything that I’d planned to say, what I should have said, was running through my mind. Was it too late? Was I just too deep?
He pulled away and I straightened up. It was hard to look at him as our juices ran down my inner thighs. It was hard to be his doctor when my body had just exploded for him on command. I was his, my body anyways, even if my mind wanted to refuse the facts.
“I want to talk, Zane.”
He didn’t like the sentiment, and he moved towards me like he was ready for round two. When I looked down, I realized that he was.
“No, Zane. I’m being serious. I can’t do this anymore.”
“I hardly touched you. You can’t be that sore already. I’ll be a little easier on you, if I must.”
“No, this, Zane. I can’t do this anymore with you. Not ever again.”
Chapter 3 – Maya
“Hey, sleepyhead. Are you going to get up?”
I moved up and opened my eyes. I woke up in the darkness of the room upstairs. I knew that it was my own room, and I was immediately saddened. The dream had been so real. I could have sworn that it was Dylan’s voice that I’d heard seconds ago.
Rubbing my eyes, I looked at the clock and sighed to myself. Tyler was going to be home soon, and even though I hadn’t gone to the charity event the night before, I knew that I couldn’t let go of all of my responsibilities. We went to see his parents once a week, and tonight was the night. He was always on time, and if I didn’t get it together soon, I was going to make us late. He detested being late, and even though I didn’t care much about his moods, I didn’t want Tyler irked at me.
The phone rang. I thought it was going to be Tyler reminding me that he would be there soon to pick me up, but it was actually Dylan.
“Good morning, beautiful.”
“How did you know that I’d just woken up?”
“I could hear it in your voice. I wish I was there to wake up with you.”
“Soon, Dylan.” I stopped when I realized what I’d said. Had I already made a decision that I wasn’t quite ready to say out loud? It appeared that I was closer to what I was going to do than I’d first thought. I was not torn about it after all.
“I like the sound of that. When can I hold you again?”
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nbsp; I’d told him about the dinner plans that I had, but I hadn’t told him who it was with. It was hard enough on Dylan knowing that I was married. I didn’t want to rub it in his face while I was at it. It just didn’t seem right. But now I was at a loss as to what to say.
“I don’t know. I’ll be back in a little while, and if Tyler takes off to see Ivy like he’s been doing lately, I’ll just come down to the restaurant and see you. Maybe we can sleep for a couple of hours if that’s what you really want to do.”
“I don’t want to hold you if there’s another choice. I want to make love to you until we both pass out, and then we can hold each other.”
I had to laugh. No matter what kind of mood I was in and no matter what I had ahead of me, Dylan could always make me laugh and feel better. It was a knack that he had.
“Soon, Dylan.”
He sighed loudly and I knew that he was getting impatient with the way things were. He wanted me all of the time, and right now there wasn’t a way to do that. Right now I still had to pretend to be the good wife, and it was hard. I didn’t want to be torn between two men when my heart was very clear who it wanted. I was ready to move on to new love and see where it went with Dylan. The man loved me, and I was ready to be cherished for the rest of my life. I would never again have to question if I were loved.
Dylan was upset with me, and I tried to soothe him with the reminder that I was most likely going to call him a bit later.
“I don’t like having to wait to see what your husband has planned before we can figure something out. There are too many people in our relationship, Maya.”
“I know, Dylan. That’s not always going to be the case.”
“I hope not. I’m sick of sharing you already.”
“I know, Dylan. I’m sorry. I don’t know what to do.”
“We can talk about it later. Don’t you have a dinner party to go to?”
