Sanctuary - Side 2

Two weeks later, Abby has adjusted to her medication and is going to see a therapist today. I think it'll be great for to talk to a third party, someone who is impartial and might understand what she is going through. She wanted me to bring her here for emotional support which I easily agreed to; I honestly don't mind sitting in a waiting room for an hour.

“Ready for this?” I asked, walking into the building.

“I’m gonna have to be.”

“Wish I could go in with you.”

“Me too, but this is something I need to do by myself. I just want to know you’re here. Does that sound weird?”

“Not at all.”

She nodded and kissed me before she checked in. She only sat for five minutes when she was called in.

“Love you.” she said.

“Love you, too.”

I watched her until I could no longer see her. Fifteen minutes later, I heard my name called and I was to go see Abby during her appointment; I hoped everything was going well.

I came walking through the door with a smile on my face.

“Hi, baby.” I said, kissing her.

“Hi.” she responded, kissing me back.

“Dr. Sherry Lynn.” she said, introducing herself.

“Alex Gaskarth.” I said, shaking her hand.

I sat down beside Abby and immediately took her hand.

“It’s a pleasure to meet you, Sir.”

“It’s a pleasure to meet you, too.”

“I haven’t heard much about you, but she did tell me you were her anchor.”

“She did? She told me that a couple of weeks ago after the first day of the trial.”

I smiled at her knowing she was doing just fine by herself and that she was adorable.

“I’m glad to hear that. So, where did you two meet?” she asked, directing the question at Abby.

“At the grocery store. We were reaching for ice cream when our hands touched. It’s incredibly cheesy, I know.” she said, shaking her head.

“Doesn’t make it any less sweet. No pun intended.”

Abby and I laughed.

“I already asked how she’s been since the night she was raped, along with how you’ve been. I want to know from your point of view.”

“I was incredibly angry and upset. When Abby called me, I rushed to where she was and she jumped into my arms and sobbed into my neck.”

Tears began to rain down her face.

“Abby, you okay?” her therapist asked.

She nodded, but I wasn't convinced. I looked at her as she remained silent.

“Abby? Please talk to me.” I asked.

She grabbed the tissues that she always carries on her person now that things are different and she is prone to breakdowns and wiped her tears.

“Continue to talk, please. I’m fine.” she said in between sobs.

I made a face as I still wasn’t convinced but squeezed her hand that I still had a hold of.

“I’ve felt the same ever since and this trial hasn’t helped. Things got worse as she had to see his face again; to be honest, I want to hurt him for doing this to her and I want this to be over and for him to go the hell to prison for as long as possible.”

She was breathing heavily.

“Alex, thank you for your input. You can go.”

“It’s gonna be okay. I’ll be in the waiting room when you’re done. I love you.” I said kneeling in front of her.

“I love you, too.” she said with bloodshot eyes.

I didn't want to leave her, but I knew that I had to; this is something she needs to in order to get better. I kissed her hands that I was still holding onto then I begrudgingly left her for the rest of her first therapy session. Twenty minutes later, her session was due to be over and I was impatiently waiting for her.

“Alex.” she said with her voice cracking.

She was frozen. Instead, I walked over and wrapped my arms around her.

“I can’t go through that again. I just can’t.”

“Let’s go.”

“I’ve wanted to do that for those last twenty minutes. I’m hungry.”

“So am I.”

She then heard my stomach growl which made her laugh.

“Your stomach’s growling.”

I laughed as well causing me to move against her.

“So’s yours.”

We walked outside and into my car. We had to have a quick lunch as she had to go to work.

“How the hell do I go back to work after that? It was so fucking emotional. You know, I’m glad that I didn’t put on my make-up yet. It doesn’t matter, of course, seeing as I never leave the kitchen, except to eat.”

“I think you’re gonna be great to be quite honest.”

She smiled.

“Well, I have to go. I love you.”

“I love you, too.”

She went back to work in a good mood and ready to cook. It was ten o’clock and I was sitting in the living room watching tv in only my shorts when she got home.

“Hey.” she said, taking her shoes off.

“Hey. How was your day?” I said as she walked over toward me.

She hungrily kissed me and I kissed her back. I then got off the couch and picked her up while not unlocking my lips from her and proceeded to take her to our bedroom. I laid her down on the bed and got on top of her, pressing down on a certain place causing her to moan. I kissed her neck before rubbing that area through her pants.

“Please.” she pleaded.

I just came back up with a smirk and unbuttoned her shirt. I went back to her hips and undressed her; I've always been such a tease.

“Better?”

“Yes. Thank you.”

I was pleased so much that she was wet; my tongue was on her clit briefly then proceeded to head downward and inside.

“Fuck, Alex.”

I made sucking noises on her pussy before my fingers darted in and out of her pussy. Five minutes later, she came and her head fell back onto the pillow. I was again in front of her face, this time smiling and touching her face.

“Oh my God. You’re fucking amazing.”

I just kissed her.

“Now that you already unbuttoned my shirt, could you finish the job?”

“The bra, too?

“Yes.”

She went to unbutton my shorts.

“Briefs, too?”

“Yeah.”

Within seconds, the rest of my clothes were off and everything was perfect.

“Can I return the favor, Mr. Gaskarth?” she whispered seductively into my ear.

“Certainly.”

We turned around, so she was facing directly at my cock; it was as hard as a rock. I threw my head back the second her tongue hit the tip, but I reacted even more when she enveloped me.

“Holy shit, Abby.”

She was also a tease. She used both her tongue and mouth to pleasure me which drove me bananas and I'm sure turned her on. When I came, it went all over her beautiful face.

“How do I look?”

“Beautiful.” I said, taking a finger and wiping some off of her face.

I sucked it right off my finger. She grabbed a tissue and cleaned off her face before we did anything else.

“What’s next?” she asked, nibbling below my earlobe.

“Whatever you’d like.”

“Well, we haven’t done doggy style in a while.”

“Then, let’s do that.”

She positioned herself so I was able to enter her from behind.

“Ready?” I asked.

“If you are.”

I thrust myself in, starting slow before moving faster and harder as she wanted. She was moaning like crazy and had difficulty controlling herself.

“I fucking love you, Alex.” she moaned, gripping the sheets as tightly as possible.

I kept a sturdy hold on her hips the entire time as I pounded into her.

“Fuck. I love you, too, Abby.”

She could tell when I was close and I imagine she could tell I was close as well. We came at the same time and I was exhausted and sweaty; we both were. When she was able to, she laid down on her back and breathed heavily.

“You are a god.” she said.

“I don’t know about that.”

“Trust me. You are. That was fucking amazing. I needed that, especially after a day like today.”

“Why the sudden urge? Not that I’m complaining or anything.”

She laughed.

“For the last hour or two, I had an image of you eating me out and that made it hard to concentrate on cooking."

I laughed.

“The whole way home, I was pretty uncomfortable down there. I was hoping you’d help me out when I got home and boy, did you.”

“I love that.”

“If it was you, I don’t think you’d feel that way.”

“Maybe, maybe not, but there’s no way that I wouldn’t help you get relief.”

“Thank you, Dr. Gaskarth.” she said, laying her head on my chest.

“My pleasure, Abby Shaw.”

She couldn’t help but smile as she began to drop off. I wanted to hear about how therapy went, but I opted for some well-deserved sleep.

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