All Chapters of The Devil In Therapy: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

AIDANThe second my lips pressed against his soft and succulent lips, the last of my restraint snapped like dry grass.. Fuck!“Mmggh” Elian let out a sharp, trembling gasp against my mouth and for a few seconds his fingers tightened around his coffee mug before he blindly set it down on the counter behind him. I moved my hand from his jaw to the back of his neck, my fingers tangling deep into his hair to tilt his head back so I could kiss him deeper."Mmmh... ah..." His hands found the lapels of my jacket, gripping the fabric as if he were trying to anchor himself in a storm. I pressed forward, pushing him against the edge of the counter until there wasn't a an inch left between us and the warmth that radiated off his skin made my cock throb and twitch even more.Suddenly, Elian placed his palms firmly against my chest and shoved me back with a desperate, shaky force in a desperate and cute way to break the kiss, his head whipping to the side as he panted heavily.."Stop... Aiden, s

AIDANI was beginning to see stars.“Fuckkkkk” I moaned again as I held his neck with one hand and gripped his waist with my other hand..This was so good…. So fucking good arghhh.The stubborn doctor who usually fought me at every turn had completely vanished. Elian was literally bucking back against me now, his hips meeting mine in a desperate need that destroyed the last of my control and that threatened to pull me over the edge before I was ready.I let out a low, animalistic grunt, my chest heaving against his back as I began thrusting harder and faster, driving myself deep to the hilt against the kitchen wall."Fuck... Elian… You’re mine now... you’re mine. You hear me? You’re mine."The raw confession ripped from my throat, dark and possessive. I could feel the exact moment the words hit him. Elian let out a loud, shattered moan in response, his head thrashing wildly against my shoulder as his butt muscles tightened around my cock like a vice, proving how much the claim affe

AIDEN“What’s going on?” He calmly asked again but I wasn’t listening.My attention remained fixed on the screen as the message stared back at me.A single image.Nothing else.. No explanation.. No threat.. No demand.Just a fucking photograph that had no right existing.The sender knew exactly what they were doing because the photograph wasn’t of me.It wasn’t Elian either.My grip tightened around the phone.“Aiden?” His voice sounded farther away than it should have.This had turned to something else entirely.. Something darker, something that made my pulse slow instead of speed up, something that made me want names and addresses and answers.“Aiden.” Elian’s voice pulled me back to reality and I immediately looked up to face him.Concern filled his face.. His glasses sat slightly crooked from sleep, his dark hair was a mess and the blanket remained pulled up almost defensively around his chest.Cute… He looked cute and on a normal day this sorta sight would have distracted me but

EMILEThere were very few things in life that genuinely irritated me but then again...Most problems kind of had solutions.Most people, well almost all kinds of people always had motives.Most situations could be controlled if you applied enough pressure in the right places.But.. my younger brother, unfortunately, existed outside all known laws of reason.I stared at the untouched glass of whiskey sitting on my desk then I stared at my phone then back at the whiskey.The whiskey was significantly less frustrating.I had called that little bumbling idiot to ask him if he was free to attend a meeting with our dear father and he hung up on me.Again..Not during an argument, not because he was angry, not because he was busy.Simply because he had decided he no longer wanted to continue the conversation.The man was twenty-seven years old and still behaved like a violent cat in heat.Just then a knock sounded against the office door.“Come in.”The door opened and Maya stepped inside ca

LEAH“What are you… mmggh”Instead of stopping at my waist his hands slid all the way down to the backs of my thighs and the sudden shift made my breath hitch in my throat."Wait," I whispered, my fingers clenching into the edges of the massage table. "What the fuck are you..""Shh," the masseuse murmured, his deep voice vibrated right behind my ear. "I told you to trust me, Miss Gregory, so just relax."Before I could answer, I heard the soft click of a plastic bottle opening.A second later, I felt a warm stream of thick massage oil being poured directly onto my back. His large palms immediately flattened against my skin, spreading the slick fluid in wide, heavy circles that moved lower and lower."Mmmm... ah..." A tiny little moan escaped my lips before I could stop it. "You're so tense right here," he rasped, his pace slowing down into a heavy, grinding as he kept massaging my thighs. "Too much overthinking.""It's... hmmm. it's just stress," I gasped out, my face burying into t