Total pages in book: 12
Estimated words: 11654 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 58(@200wpm)___ 47(@250wpm)___ 39(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 11654 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 58(@200wpm)___ 47(@250wpm)___ 39(@300wpm)
He doesn’t respond for a moment, making me wonder if he heard me or maybe I pissed him off. But then he opens his eyes. “I didn’t mean anything by it. I think you are perfect the way you are.”
Just that one sentence from him has me almost tearing up. I start to turn away, but he grabs my hand. “Hey, you okay?”
“Yeah, yeah, I’m fine. You just need to keep the heating pad on for a few more minutes and then we’ll get started. I’ll be right back.”
I walk out of the room, leaving him on the bed. I rush back to my room and shut the door and lean against it.
I can’t do this. I can’t. I should have known when I read his file, and was drawn to it, to him, that there were red flags.
He’s too much for me to resist. I can’t lose my job. Hell, I’ll lose my license.
I take a few deep breaths to calm myself and walk back to the living room. I walk up to him and avoid looking at his face. Removing the heating pad, I work in silence. Usually, I tell the patient what I’m doing step by step. Today, I don’t do that. I don’t say anything. Not until I’m massaging the tight muscles of his thigh that I notice the bulge in his shorts expanding so much that I’m sure his dick is about to come out of them.
I pull my hands back. “Oh!”
I look at Rancher and his eyes are filled with heat and desire, but also embarrassment. “Nova, I know I’ve been an ass to you, but honestly, I didn’t do this on purpose. It’s just you, being this close with your hands on me, it just happened. I’m sorry. I tried counting back from a hundred, hell, I tried thinking of anything but your hands on me. Nothing worked.”
I clear my throat again and look back at his penis and then to his face again. Normal. It’s normal, I tell myself. I hold my hands up. “No need to apologize,” I reassure him. “It’s nothing to be embarrassed or ashamed of. It’s a natural response. It happens.”
He jerks up and leans on his elbows. “Other bastards get hard-ons when you work on them?”
Taken back, I answer him honestly. “Well, no, it’s never happened with me, but I’ve heard it’s happened before with other therapists.” I go and grab a blanket off the couch and cover his lower body with it. As I’m arranging the cover, I stroke along his hard cock with the back of my hand and he moans.
“Shoot, I’m sorry. God, I’m so sorry.” I cover my face with my hands. Darn it, get yourself together, Nova.
3
Rancher
The rest of the session is uneventful. As soon as we get through the embarrassing situation, I get up from the table and make my way back to my room. Before the door fully closes, I have dropped my crutches, my boxers are down around my ankles and my cock is in my hand. It only takes a few strokes before I’m moaning Nova’s name and spewing my cum on the bedroom floor.
Knock, Knock
“Rancher, you okay? I thought I heard the crutches fall. Do you need my help?” she calls through the door.
Fuck. I lean my head back against it and try to catch my breath. “No, I’m fine,” I tell her, but really, I want to beg her to come in here so we can take care of each other.
There’s no way I can continue this. She thinks we are going to have another session later today. She’s mistaken.
I get dressed, grab the crutches and walk past her on the way to the front door. “I’ll be out at the barn,” I tell her before slamming the door behind me.
Smoky and Keeper see me coming and meet me next to my horse, Dagger.
I pet him and God, what I wouldn’t give to be out riding him.
Keeper hands me a piece of apple. “Your color already looks better and you’re off the couch. Is it safe to say that we made the right decision bringing Nova here?”
I feed the fruit to Dagger and shrug my shoulders. “She says she can help me walk without a limp. We’ll see.”
Smoky comes up behind us and looks toward the house. Even from here, we can see her standing in the big bay windows. “Well, if nothing else, she’s a damn fine woman to look at. I might have to get injured after this just to get her hands on me.”
My fists clench on to my crutches. “Fuck you, Smoky. That’s not going to happen.”
He eyes me speculatively. “Oh, is that how it is?”
“That’s the way it is, fucker, so quit looking at her,” I tell him and reach my crutch out to hit his legs.