The Boyfriend Collector Two by Mimi Jean Pamfiloff

Author:Mimi Jean Pamfiloff [Pamfiloff, Mimi Jean]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction, Romance
Publisher: Mimi Boutique, a Paper & Silver, Inc. Imprint
Published: 2019-08-16T04:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TEN

Bex

Rose leaves my office, and I have to take a moment before my next patient. Thank God he’s late. Because listening to Rose talk about having her naked body—that soft, silky skin—rubbed down with oil before being finger fucked and left wet and wanting almost made me lose my mind. Because while she might have been telling me these things to prove that she’s free to do as she pleases and I have no right to stop her, my male brain blocked out all that crap of another man and offered up a salacious buffet of images—sliding my fingers inside her wet pussy and making her come, shoving my hard dick inside her mouth as she moans, taking her from behind, and fucking my cum into her.

Dirty. Dirty shit.

My head was spinning so fast, and I could hardly breathe because all that blood wanted to go somewhere else. I came this close to getting hard. In the middle of the day. In my place of work. Not professional.

Thank God I was able to keep control. The trick was thinking about Rose’s grandmother. I’ve never seen a more unattractive woman. Knocked the fuck right out of me.

Jesus. I scrub my hands over my face. I’m such a dirty bastard. But I can’t help wanting her. I haven’t stopped since she first walked into my office, wearing those tight jeans that showed off the curve of her hips. But I can’t tell her these things. I can’t tell her that I’ve jerked off to the image from her coming-out party. The red dress. The way her breasts swelled. Her plump lips. The curve of her ass. The rest of that party was a fucking nightmare, but that one moment when she walked into the room is forever seared in my mind.

And now she’s sitting in my office, married to me, talking about her wet pussy and sucking a hard cock, while I think of her and she thinks of someone else? I want to punch a hole in the fucking wall.

I don’t know how much more I can take. I’m getting really tired of being the good guy. And since she seems to have a thing for low-life bastards with “good hearts,” maybe I’ll fit right in with her fucking collection of boyfriends.

My phone rings, and the flashing ID tells me it’s my assistant. Hailey usually knocks if she knows I’m alone, but I’m guessing she heard me kicking Rose out and knows I needed a moment.

I pick up the phone. “Yes?”

“Your next appointment is here. Mr. Roth. He’s new and didn’t want to fill out a questionnaire, so his file is empty. Just didn’t want you to wonder.”

It’s not unusual for first-time patients to want to talk through their reasons for seeking therapy. The forms are a bit impersonal. Really, all that’s required is insurance or a form of payment. “Send him in.”

Mr. Roth enters, and I immediately notice two things. He’s young, maybe in his early to mid-twenties, and

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