Missing: Part Four

Lara Bradford walked into the office thinking she had the upper hand. Dr. Haze was supposed to be a man. Instead she finds a woman behind the desk, sharp eyes and something hungry in the way she leans back. The questions hit like fingers tracing under skin. Is Lara here for Cassidy, or did she come looking for the Doctor herself? Lara tries to play it straight but her words twist the wrong way, giving Dr. Haze everything. Then the air shifts and Sandra is suddenly there naked, breathing hot against Lara’s ear, telling her to drop the act and admit what she really wants. The fantasy melts into the real thing. Three bodies grind together, tongues slick and desperate, the room thick with wet sounds and the taste of each other. The heat climbs until Lara’s head clears and she stumbles back, saying this is wrong, saying she has to leave. Sandra steps in and lays it all bare. MANTIS. AWAL. Nothing Lara believed was true anymore. Dr. Haze and the woman called Agent Kush offer one way forward. They can only show her through skin and spit and come. The three of them fuck like they’ve been starving. Lara takes it all, her legs shaking, her throat raw, every climax another secret leaking out of her, every pulse pulling her deeper into the trap she can’t escape.