“Still cold, Saylor?” Zale asked.
She nodded eagerly. Zale opened a drawer under the padded top and pulled out a folded blanket. He spread the soft material over her body, draping it over her knees. Saylor gathered the material in her hands, hugging it to her chest.
“Thank you.”
“You are welcome, little girl,” Zale told her.
He sat down between her legs. She could see his face as he spread her legs apart. His professional expression reassured her as the lubricant squirted audibly.
“You’ll feel me touching you, Saylor. Let me know if anything is uncomfortable.”
“Okay.”
Max brushed her hair back from her face as Zale’s fingers stroked through her pink folds. The slick mixture felt cold on her warm skin. She stiffened, trying not to respond as he touched sensitive spots. When he tapped her clitoris, she gasped.
“Sensitive?” Zale asked.
“Yes.”
“That’s a good thing. Saylor, I need to make sure that you are healthy. If you climax, that response is perfectly appropriate. Your daddy will be proud of you.”
Her gaze skidded to Max, who nodded. Zale recaptured her attention as he circled her entrance and inserted two fingers. He stood to press on several places on her stomach before removing his touch and reseating himself. She heard a click and suspected he’d picked up the speculum.
“Take a deep breath, Saylor. Good girl. Now exhale,” Zale coached her. As she pushed the air from her lungs, Zale pressed the device into her tight channel. He opened it gently, stopping when she tensed.
“You’ll feel me collect some cells for the Pap smear.”
Saylor squeezed her eyes shut, expecting the process to be uncomfortable. In a few minutes, she blinked open her eyelids in surprise when she heard him popping a lid on the small container. “You’re done?”
“Yes. Everything looks good except for some redness. I’ll treat the irritation, and the exam will be finished except for the blood draw. I am going to show your daddy something.”
“Really?” Saylor couldn’t imagine both men looking inside her. Would Max wish to see that? He didn’t hesitate but moved between her legs and sat down on Zale’s stool.
“Adjust the light if you need to, so that you can see Saylor’s cervix. I’m concerned that it is red. Sex may become painful without some treatment.”
“Am I causing that?” Max asked, appalled.
Saylor pulled her knees together and scooted upward. Max moved faster than she’d ever seen him. His hands clamped on the sides of her hips, holding her in place. He looked up over the blanket. His expression was as stern as she’d ever seen it.
“No way, little girl. I’m sure Zale has restraints to tether you in place if you move again,” Max warned.
She shook her head and pulled the blanket higher so only her eyes peeked over the top.
“If you move again…” Max warned.
“I’ll be good,” she said. Slowly she eased her thighs apart.
“You aren’t hurting Saylor if that’s what you’re worried about, Max. Maybe the condoms are the problem. I see some small patches as well on the walls. To test that theory, I’m going to send home a different condom brand for you to try while the birth control becomes effective. I’ll treat it today and send the medicine home with you today to brush over any red patches at a non-sexual time—at least not an hour before or after sex.”
“Birth control will take care of this, won’t it?” Max asked.
“Most probably. But you’ll need to continue with condoms for seven days after her period to prevent pregnancy.”
“What day do you usually start your period, Saylor?” Max asked her.
Her face heated.Could this get any more embarrassing?“Next week. Around the tenth, usually,” she reported.
“That’s perfect. You can get the birth control prescription filled and start it immediately after her cycle finishes. Until then, a different brand of condoms and some liquid medicine dabbed on any redness,” Zale told him and moved to the cabinet to pull out a tall bottle of a liquid medicine. He poured some into a small container.
