Chapter 4 – Zane
“What do you mean, we can’t do this anymore? Are you talking about us being together?”
I couldn’t believe what she was telling me. I’d gotten a small inkling when she’d mentioned getting rid of me as a client, but after what we’d just done? Did it really mean nothing to her? How could it not mean anything to her when I was so amazed by our lovemaking?
“Yes, Zane.”
She pulled her skirt down her long legs and I was distracted for a moment. My cock was still out and raging hard. It didn’t matter what kind of conversation we were having. That appendage was an idiot and didn’t take the hint. All it had to know was that she was right there and the smell of her need was still strong in the air. She was still wet.
“We can’t keep doing this. I don’t think that I can see you anymore as your doctor. I have several colleagues that I think would be far better suited to your individual needs. It’s my fault for letting this get out of hand, but I want to put a stop to it. I can’t keep doing this when it’s so wrong.”
“It’s not that easy.”
“What isn’t?”
“You can’t just get rid of me when you want to. I’ve bonded with you, and I’m not just your patient. How can you even think that? We’re so much more than that, Camilla. I know that you can feel it too. We’re so much more than just client and doctor.”
I was getting upset, and even though I knew that I had to keep it together, it was almost impossible to do. Why was it so hard to hold it in when it came to Camilla?
“I know that, Zane. We’re much more than that, and that’s the problem. It just isn’t right, and I can’t keep this up with a good conscience.”
“Screw your conscience, Camilla. You’re not going to push me to the side like you did Jesse.”
“How do you know about him?”
“Let’s just say that you’re not as discreet as you would like to think you are. I wonder how many other patients you’ve accidentally gotten involved with in the past? I know I’m not the only one, but I’ll be your last. I don’t care who you’ve got your eye on, you’re mine now.”
“I don’t want anyone else. I shouldn’t have taken advantage of you. I knew that you were vulnerable, and I should have been your doctor, not your lover.”
I kind of grinned at her. The irony was thick, and I wished that she really knew what and who she was dealing with. She was making it out like I’d been victimized by her because she’d abused her power. Camilla was quick to forget that I was the one who’d made the first move. I was the one who’d thrown her over the desk in the first place. Maybe she needed another reminder of who I was. I didn’t need her permission.
I pushed myself into my pants. I didn’t like the idea of her being anything but acquiescent when I wanted to have sex. But she wasn’t into it at the moment, and I was okay to wait. The next time that I gave her any, it was going to be right after she begged me, and not a second before that.
“You’re going to be both, Camilla. You’re my doctor and my lover.”
“No, I won’t, Zane. I have to draw a line somewhere, and we’ve already crossed it.”
I zipped my pants up and pinned her against the desk again. The need to take her was certainly there, but I didn’t like the way she was looking at me. I wanted lust, not confusion and maybe a little fear. That was not at all what I wanted from Camilla when she looked at me.
“There are no lines with us, Camilla. We were meant to be together, and I’m not going to let anything stand in our way, not even you.”
“What are you going to do?”
The fear was back in her eyes. She couldn’t imagine how much I hated to see it. I wasn’t threatening her, but if she was going to take it like that, maybe I should. I wanted her to really understand that she didn’t have a choice. I was going to have her. She was going to be mine forever. If I had to put things into perspective for her, I had no problem doing that. There wasn’t much I wouldn’t do to make her understand and accept it all. That would make both of our lives a whole lot easier.
“I’m not going to do anything as long as this stays the same.”
“What do you mean?”
“You’re too smart to play stupid, Doc. As long as you keep seeing me and our sessions consist of this, everything will be fine. Life will go on the way it has, and I’ll make you come more than you thought was possible. That’s a promise, and I’ll want more, too. This once or twice a week is not at all what I want. I’m going to need it a lot more than this.”
“What happens if I don’t go along with it, Zane? Then what?”
It wasn’t an answer that I wanted to give her. Why did she have to be so hardheaded about it when I knew that her body was dying for more as we stood here and talked?
“Then I’ll tell the world what kind of a doctor you really are. You’ll lose your license and your whole life will be over.”
It summed it up real quick, but I hated to see her face fall and the wisp of a tear go to her eye. I didn’t want to make her cry, but it was about time that she realized what this was. This was our life, and I wasn’t going to let her ruin it with her morals and indecisiveness. I was sure enough for the both of us.
“You would really do that, Zane? You would turn me in and ruin my reputation?”
Taking her chin in my hand, I made her look at me, just so she could see that what I was saying was true. I was dead serious about it, and I wanted her to know it. “I’ll do anything to keep you, Camilla, anything. I know that you’ve heard that before, but I’m different. I’ll do whatever is necessary to keep you. There’s nothing that will keep me away from you, so just remember that. This is happening. You’re mine, whether you like it or not. If not now, you’ll eventually come to love me like I love you, and then you’ll see why it has to be this way.”
“Please, Zane.”
“Just tell me what you want, Camilla, and I’ll do it.”