Mend My Heart | 18+
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  • Parts 7
  • Time 1h 2m
Ongoing, First published Feb 24
Mature
"Fuck-." I melted in his arms, unable to look into his hazed, tantalising hazel eyes. Being in his proximity was like being hunted, by an unforgiving and powerful beast.

He pressed his rough, strong hand against my mouth, gently clasping my lips shut. 

"Quiet doll, you wouldn't want the poor receptionist hearing, right?" He breathed, moving his lips closer to my ear. I could feel his body heat radiating against mine, warm and mesmerising, a true contrast to the frigid, air conditioned room. 

. . . 

Desire.

Something powerful, an irresistible hunger for something or someone, rational or irrational. A deep craving for any kind of connection or interaction with your desire.

As a doctor, when your tempting patient fiddles with your wedding band, straightening your stiff collar while looking deep into your eyes, what is it that you then desire?

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