Snapshots of Desire ✔ [Completed]

The Doctor Is In - Part 03

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Shreya's POV

Day 5

"Here we go," Siddhart mutters from beside me. Twisting the key, he turned the engine off, his back falling against the car seat, visibly deflated. I looked straight ahead at Dr. Malhotra's building. Both nervous and excited about our next session.

"You don't sound too excited," I mentioned, following him out the car. I threw my purse over my shoulder.

He shook his head, "We've been here how many times? Four already? So far it's gotten us nowhere." He slammed the car door shut.

Frustration welled up within me. I was doing this for us. I wanted everything to work out between us. However, Sid hasn't bothered to take Daya’s instructions seriously. "If you would just pay attention things could change today, Sid," He began making his way to the office and fell behind his long strides.

"Are you trying to tell me I don't know how to please you, Shreya?" He questioned. "I know everyone's different, but I know what I'm doing. Maybe it's you that need to try harder." A tint of ire and frustration could be heard in his tone. I looked away deciding to hold my tongue. We didn't need an argument right before heading inside. Daya was a Sex therapist, not a relationship counsellor. An air of familiarity settled around me as we made our way in the office. I mentally checked off our schedule. "We're heading to the counselling room," I said after noticing that he was leading me in the wrong direction.

"I knew that." He grumbled changing course.

With an audible sigh, Siddhart’s knuckles rapped against the door. We were immediately greeted by a pair eyes that made my heart throb.

"Siddhart," he greeted, his eyes shortly sought out my own, and they dropped to my lips before darting back up to my eyes. "Shreya, come in." He finished, holding the door open and ushering us to our seats. As usual, he took his place in the seat before us, picking up a booklet.

"I trust, both of your weekends was eventful?" He says crossing his leg. My eyes cut to Siddhart who shrugged, refusing to delve into any details of our failed coupling.

"It's progressing. We still have a lot to work on, and hopefully, we'll gain some more insight today." I offered.

Daya’s gaze landed on me. Only I could see the small smirk playing on his lips.

"That's good. We've had four sessions and even after all this is over, expect there to be some rough bumps before the smooth ride." He thumbed the cap off his pen and turned the pages of his book. "Today we're focusing on orgasms and positions. Solely for Shreya’s pleasure." I felt his eyes on me when he said those last words and my body shivered. This pull I had towards him was palpable, and I feared I wasn't the only one to notice the attraction.

Siddhart cleared his throat. "I'm sorry but why has every session been about Shreya? What about my pleasure?"

Daya tilted his head and flipped through more pages of his book. "Was there a misunderstanding at the very beginning of our sessions? Because what I've gathered was, Shreya is the only one have a problem achieving climax. You, on the other hand, have had no issue." Siddhart fell silent, and it served him right. He always made me second guess myself, was I doing too much and was I not doing something right?

"Besides," he continued. "Sex isn't enjoyable unless your counterpart is savoring the experience." Daya’s eyes settled on Siddhart. "We can postpone this session if this is causing any problems…"

"No, no. Continue."

"Good. As I was saying, today we'll focus on the climax. There are many ways for a woman to orgasm. I'm sure you both remembered the last few sessions." That was directed to me. I could almost see the intensity behind his gaze; feel the heat behind his words. Swallowing the log in my throat, I nodded. Daya smiled, scribbling a few notes down. He stood up. "We'll be using the other room for this session. If you'll follow me." The deeper guidance room. Just the thought of it sent fire shooting through my veins. Siddhart froze beside me but still followed Daya into the next room.