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“I mean, where’s the biggest relief in pressure for you.”

“I want to say my cock, but…” I turn my head to her. Her face is eye level with mine. Her breasts heave as she holds my gaze.

“Pause charming Layton for me. Hit snooze for a few minutes and talk with Dr. Morgan.”

I want to retort that I have a doctor-patient fantasy we can play out, but I hold her gaze.

Our connection is strong. Our chemistry’s even stronger.

“Left hip, above the cheek. Probably the piriformis. It doesn’t feel so compressed. Not that it feels like a stretch, but more that the fibers don’t feel so tightly knit.”

Her hand runs down my back to that area, and she moves a hand near that muscle, while an arm keeps my butt from sinking. “What else? Close your eyes and feel your body.”

“Left quad is tight, almost like my leg wants to roll inward.”

“I see that. Anything else?”

“Right hamstring. It used to feel long. Now it feels compact.”

“Are you comfortable if I touch you?”

I open my eyes. I’m sure that fire burns in mine. I roll my bottom lip at one side in, hoping my whiskers hide the movement.

“Yeah.” The answer is yes. And no. I’m desperate for her touch. I’m beyond impatient to touch her.

And I’m terrified. Terrified to feel the pain, feel the burn, feel the stretch or pull or tug of movement where there’s been none.

And I’m anxious about her seeing…

… what I’ve become.

Arm still under my glutes, she moves another to my left knee, widening my legs a bit. “Relax, Layton. I won’t manipulate you. And I won’t exercise your muscles. I’m just getting a baseline for how your body is protecting itself.”

I exhale.

“It’s doing its job perfectly. I won’t violate that. Will you stretch out your left leg as far as you’re comfortable? Don’t push. Just give me full extension for today.”

I do.

“Great.”

“No, it’s not.”

“It is. I need a baseline, not for you to be six-foot-eight. If you twist your ankle left, how far can you go?”

I do. This is ridiculous.

“And now right, please?”

Again, I comply.

“Good.”

She moves to my right side and assumes the position she had on my left. We go through the same exercises.

“Anything else you can feel in your body that we should put in our first plan?”

My brain is so fucked, I just shake my head.

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