Addiction
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Alec ducks into her personal space and licks her
along the lobe of her ear. His hot breath tickles against her skin and is enough
to make her shudder, the slippery slide of his tongue sending clear signals to
places Max doesn't want to connect with Alec; not now, not ever.
"Shh," she whispers. The group session is too public for her to slap him away, to let her anger out will break their cover and they need that disc of Manticore psych files in the therapist's cupboard. At least for now, sex addict isn't a difficult role to play. |
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