Sessions We Shouldn’t Have

CHAPTER 4

||ADORA||

I stood outside Nico's office, it was 10 in the morning, and I waited for him to let me in. Eric hadn't come home last night or picked up any of my calls. Natalia was passed out on the couch, so I let her sleep, making her tea.

"Adora, you're here early." Nico had finally opened the door, standing in the doorway looking good as always. He wore a black fitted shirt tucked into his matching black pants.

He had a watch on his wrist going along with his silver rings on his left and two on his right hand.

"I hope you don't mind" he moved out the way so I could go in. Stepping inside the room was cold, making the goosebumps on my body rise. His office smelled good like him, he stood in front of his desk, crossing his arms, waiting for me to start.

"First, I'd like to apologize for the phone call last night," I mentally scowled myself for that and made sure to tell myself how embarrassing I must have been.

"What, so you don't like my voice?, I'm offended, Adora" he chuckled, moving to the mini refrigerator offering me a water bottle, which I politely declined. He opened the cap taking large gulps of the liquid, giving me a good look of his veiny neck and adam's apple bobbing.

Focus Adora.

"I would also like for you to still be my therapist, but only if you could push the idea of me dancing on you that night out of the way" he placed the water bottle on his desk moving to the chair in front of me taking a seat.

He leaned over his arms now on his knees as he just stared at me.

"Don't deny you didn't like it Adora," I bit my lip, thinking about that night. "But if that's what you want, I don't remember what you are talking about".

He stood up, making his way back to his desk.

"Tell me, Adora, what is it you wished Eric did to fulfill your wishes in bed?" I'm like pretty sure his voice just went an octave deeper. "Because Adora, I believe you have a unique s****l taste," his voice making my squirm in my seat.

"You're talking about kinks, I don't know which ones I'm in too, though." he stood back up, cuffing his sleeves to his forearms, revealing his tattoos.

Walking towards me, standing in front of me, my face meeting his abdomen.

He cupped my jaw harshly, bending down. "You want control, hmm, you wished he'd wrap his hand around your neck, squeezing the sides when you act like a brat," he kicked my feet apart, standing between my legs.

"You, Adora, don't want to hear him stay silent while he's f*****g you, no Adora, you want him to tell you how good you're doing, how pretty you look on top of him, isn't that right?" I nodded, and he let go of my neck, moving back.

"Adora, what you're looking for is someone dominant; you're a natural submissive, but Eric isn't a dominant person, Adora," he stated, but I still couldn't get over what he just did.

"What are you saying?"

"Adora, you're a smart woman; you should know what I mean." I did indeed know what he meant. Eric absolutely had no controlling or dominant bone in his body.

"Tell him what you want, Adora, don't stay silent or you'll spend your nights never satisfied". He said, watching me.

"Thank you, Nico," I said as he nodded in reply.

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I was going to tell Eric what I wanted him to do in bed to me. I was just hoping it would work because I felt my lower region throb when Nico gripped my jaw. I waited for Eric on the bed on my knees, wearing a navy blue lace with a matching garter belt. Eric soon walked in, dropping his bag, looking at me with serious eyes.

"Baby, you look-" he kissed my cheek to my jaw, but his hands remained on his sides. I placed his hand on my neck, making him stop his kisses.

"What are you doing?" he questioned.

"I want you to choke me, Eric." he removed his hand from my neck, shaking his head

"What the f**k, Adora?! You want me to choke you? Why on earth would I choke you?" he threw his hands up in the air.

"Eric, I want more than you just f*****g me. I want more than you falling asleep as soon as we finish." I moved closer to the edge of the bed.

"You want me to choke you and what else, Adora?"

"I want you to throw me over your lap and spank me, I want you to deny me of my pleasure or keep going until I can't take it anymore, Eric, I need you to make me beg for you to f**k me." he looked at me like I was crazy.

"I'm not doing that bullshit, Adora. Where the f**k is this coming from?" he removed his tie.

"Tie me up with your tie to the bed, Eric, punish me when I anger you." I was standing in front of him, now unbuckling his belt, going to my knees.

He backed away from me, fixing his belt. "Jesus Adora, stop, you're acting weird, I'm going to shower and go to bed," he entered the bathroom door, closing it.

Getting up, I grabbed the mini card with Nico's number on it. "Is this a bad time?" he picked up on the third ring.

"What's wrong, Adora?" I think he could sense the disappointment in my voice. "I tried telling Eric the things I wanted to do, but he only acted as if I was crazy for wanting to do those things." I made sure to look that Eric was still in the bedroom.

"Your husband isn't dominant; he's never been one, and it was his own fault for marrying a needy submissive," he spoke.

"I am not needy, Nico," he only chuckled

"Are you sure about that, Adora?, You want his attention every minute you are, you'll be in an upset mood for the whole day if you don't get what you want, you keep pushing for him to give you what you desire, truly, but you aren't needy."

I hated that he knew so much.

"What do I do? I'm sitting here in a freaking garter belt while my husband is in the shower," I heard him take in a deep breath at me mentioning the garter belt.

"Have you ever touched yourself, Adora?, Bring yourself your own pleasure, nobody knows your body better than you do".

"I don't know why, but I never have touched myself before," I admitted.

"You said your husband's in the shower right now," I hummed in response. "Open your legs, Adora. Spread them, are they open?".

"Yes, they are." I don't know what I'm doing right now, but I'm so freaking horny.

"I'll see you tomorrow, Adora," he hung up.

I was left silent on his end of the phone. He didn't just hang up, did he?

He actually did. Great, now I'm going to bed hornier than I already was, and Eric sleeping in the bed with all the blanket on his side wasn't helping the frustration.

"I hate men so much."