In this state, I didn't know what was going on between me and Brandon. It was something for sure, but I couldn't tell if my feelings were guided by only attraction or actual feelings of affection.

I had only known the man for a little bit more than two weeks, but in some way it already felt like a lifetime.

Even if there was so much I still didn't know about him, there was a strong feeling of obsession inside of me. It was like my body was craving his proximity when I was without him for too long.

He was like... a drug.

I knew that the human brain got very easily and rapidly attached to a person if you saw them every day in such a personal, intimate way. And a person that also had such a strong personality, such heavy need of help, with the most gorgeous features and seductive way of motion, didn't need much time to make the other person completely fall for them.

So my feelings made sense after all, I just didn't want to accept it, it was way too scary.

Either way, I knew I had to make sure to do nothing more to keep responding to those emotions.

I was very well aware that I couldn't have something going on with a patient...

It was already the next day, and another session with Brandon was just about to start. I wasn't really nervous about meeting him anymore, but some part of me still felt the strong rush of adrenaline and excitement.

There were still things I didn't know about him and after our sensual moment the day before, I thought this session would be a great opportunity for me to ask him further questions about his past.

Brandon was a sensitive piece of flesh and bone, but it was still my job to get him to talk to get some kind of progress in the treatment.

I met with Frank in the corridor of ward 5 and just like the previous couple of times, I told him that I would get into Brandon on my own this time as well. Frank didn't get very surprised and just approved like he always did.

I unlocked the cellar door and took a careful step inside as usual. Even if I had every right to step inside Brandon's room, I accepted the privacy of my patients.

The second I closed the door behind me, a pair of big hands placed my waist. My body twitched in the reaction of surprise and when I realized that it was of course just Brandon's warm hands, I smiled and looked at him where he stood right in front of me.

"Hello to you too, Brandon," I said with a rather dirty voice. He grinned at me while those piercing brown eyes penetrated my soul to the deepest.

"Hi," The dirty smile on his plump lips made my knees weaker than ever.

Just by the time of the shortest second, Brandon pressed his perfectly wet lips against mine. His hands on my waist grabbed a little bit harder when our tongues began to dance to the wonderful rhythm of romance.

I played with the hair in the back of his neck and I could feel how he was shivering at my touch.

A tiny grunt was coming through our lips and I could sense the way of how Brandon got more turned on for every passing second.

He moved his lips from my mouth over to my cheek to continue further down my jaw and neck. My body tensed as the shivers reached my skin and now it was my time to grunt out of the inevitable pleasure.

Carefully, he licked the lob of my ear which was only making it all worse.

His body rolled against mine in sexual motions while he continued his seduction.

"I just can't stop imagining your naked body against mine,"

The shivers reached my spine and my heart skipped a hundred of beats.

Nothing could make me weaker than the dark, seductive voice of Brandon's.

This was not supposed to be happening now. I had just told myself not to respond to the frustration or the attraction, but here I was, doing the complete opposite.

"I need you right now, Beverly,"

The desperate words that left Brandon's mouth made every vein inside of me explode with the boiling blood rushing through them.

This arousal was too much to handle.

Just like the other day, Brandon lifted me up by grabbing under each of my thighs, but this time he carried me over to the small, unmade bed that was standing in the corner of the room.

He put me down in a careful motion and climbed on top of me just by the second my back hit the sheets.

With his lips attached to mine, he began to caress my whole body with his masculine hands.

His body was still grinding against mine and by now I could feel the hard part of him through the fabric of his trousers as he pressed down his hips against me.

My breathing got heavier with my strong arousal and desperate urge of having him.

In our moment of sharing our bodies with only each other, the strange feeling of safety reached me and there was nothing in the world right now that could make me afraid of the killer I was just about to have sexual intercourse with.

Suddenly, Brandon pulled me upwards with his hands on my back. I sit up carefully for him to reach the zipper of my white dress.

He pulled the soft linen fabric over my head, and exposed my body completely in front of his eyes.

For a short second, he stopped his every motion just to look at my innocent body.

Now the only pieces of fabric left on my body, were the white, knee-high socks of nylon and the thin, cotton lace underwear of mine.

He bit his lip while his gaze alighted my naked breasts and I felt how my cheeks got flaming hot.

Brandon grabbed my back to lead my body to lay down again. Every hair on my body raised as I felt his large warm hand touch my skin.

In sudden frustration, I grabbed the net of his t-shirt to get it off as quickly as possible.

The fabric that got off over his head made his hair messier than before which only made him look more attractive.

He caressed my body while he kissed my lips and for every breath we took, the situation turned more intensive and filled with arousal.

Brandon continued to kiss me further down my body to nibble over the sensitive, stiff skin of my breasts.

I grunted out with pleasure while he left some small, wet marks over my torso.

I couldn't stand this frustration any longer. I needed him just as much as he needed me.

I met with his beautiful, dirty face again and looked deeply into his dark eyes in a way of telling him what I wanted him to do with me.

With a sudden and rough move, Brandon yanked his trousers off, following with his underwear.

My heart started to beat even faster, knowing exactly what was about to happen next.

He grabbed the edge of my underwear and ripped them off with the same rough move as with his own and my eyes widened with excitement.

The way Brandon looked so desperately filled with obsession and requirement, only made it easier for the blood to pump wildly inside of me.

Completely exposed with my nudity in front of him, he pushed his body against mine to reach my screaming inside.

A loud grunt left through my lips as my back arched from his fill. Brandon also let his pleasure through and he groaned out as he began to roll his hips in a sensual way against my body.

Nothing could feel more right at this moment. This was what I wanted and this was what I needed. No matter how legally wrong it was.