Her Psychiatrist II

Ross's Pov

Mia, that is a rather sweet name for a mad person….

I asked her for her name to know if she was actually mad or not. Her eyes speaks differently but her mannerism is something else. I don't really know what is wrong with her, if she is actually mad or not. But that the fact she is craving for sex is something that intrigues me. Whether she is mad or not is her cup of tea. Because right now, with her sexy aura drawing me in, her cunt is my cup of coffee.

I pointed my hands towards the direction I had come from, waiting for her to start walking before I started behind her. She walked, her big butt swaying from side to side turning me on in a way I do not seem fit. Her top was lifted a bit, revealing a hint of powerful backside.

Was she not wearing a pant?… This will be interesting.

We got to the door and I stepped in front of her and opened it, and she got in and stood transfixed to the floor. I don't know if mad people appreciated good things or not because I never actually took interest in them until now, but hers is different. Like she was thunderstruck by the beauty and all.

Had she not seen something as beautiful as this place is…

I looked around the room, trying to find something amiss but there was nothing other than the fact that this does not actually look like a hospital but rather like a big living room. I had built it this way so that all patients would be happy somehow, for they sense their surroundings well.

I looked up to notice the nurse at the desk looking at us and I gave her a stare that made her look down in a moment. Good, I thought. You should always remember who is in charge.

Mia turned to me and for a moment I was shocked. Her eyes, a mixture of golden and brown suddenly looked lifeless and her face drained of color. Her body that I had seen just now to be tanned in color suddenly looked like an ash. Whatever thing that had happened to her has a strong hold on her right now. And I started towards her hair, to actually feel the texture for it was so alluring that it was pulling my hands over but then she moved before she started walking to only God knows where.

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Sitting face to face, I looked at her trying to read into her soul but I could not, she was more than I could handle. I continued to study her, getting a few pointers on how to work with her. She moved her hand to her head and scratched it hard. It looks like that is the major pains she got more. Maybe it could be some lice living in her hair, seeming to enjoy the less concerned owner. But now, I'd have that taken care of.

She has an oval shaped head with a nose that looked only good on her, as if it was only made for her. She had a red hair, that was tied lazily into a bun. Her jaw was delicate, and her lashes were long that defined her perfect eyes.

"What exactly is wrong with you?" I asked, never taking my eyes off her. She looked at me before her face turned into a frown and I reached out for her hair, with her leaving me this time around.

"Sex." She said, her voice so steady that I wonder exactly she is suffering from. Her breast were big and firm, exactly the type I liked. Sex she said, then I will give it to her. I got from my seat and walked towards her, and my pulse suddenly starting beating. I feel my penis start to rise, kicking up from my pants and I look to find her eyes on them. The heat in her eyes turned me really on and all the doubts about fucking her left me. I touched her arms and I caressed her face, my palms rubbing smoothing on her cheeks.

"I will have sex with you." I told her, and she swallowed. I lifted her face up before covering her mouth with mine. I kissed her slowly, enjoying her luscious lips and I moved my hands to her peaches pressing it tight. Whatever she was wearing underneath was making it difficult for to have full access, and being in control always is all I ever wanted. Moving my hands under her top, I unclasped her bra before throwing it on the floor. Her breasts now was in my full possession as I covered them with my hands and continued to kiss her. I stopped the kiss from being gentle to passionate and I continued to explore.

She touched my penis, her hands rubbing it gently. Her touch sent shocks of waves to my body, releasing the bent up emotions that had built up inside of me for a long time now. She unzipped my pants, before hurriedly taking down my underpants. Her hands paused in mid air for a minute before her hand made a skin contact on my penis.

She rubbed it slowly and gently at the tip before replacing her hand with her tongue. Her saliva was like AC on my heated manhood. And she continued to work her way up, licking tentatively and building up emotions that I couldn't control.

Now, she had suffered me enough. Not anymore…

I made her stand up and led her to the wall. I always wanted to buy a couch, but it had as usual been escaping my memory. Now the wall will have to do, it might even be the best sex she had had. I kissed her again, my tongue playing twists with hers with one of my hands caring one nipple while the other hand secured her to the wall.

I paused for a moment and looked at her, for I wanted to make sure that she was enjoying herself as much as I am. But by looking her in the eyes, I was spellbound by the way her pupils dilated. Just by kissing and touching already made her so horny.