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“Stand, Ms. Bishop,” Theo calls for me once I make it there. “I’ve seen what I needed to start my assessment. For the rest, I’ll need you naked and on your hands and knees on the exam table.”
“Yes, Dr. Wentworth.” I start rising to my feet.
“You won’t be wearing a robe for this particular exam.” His words slice through the air. “It’s vital that I seeeverything.”
I whimper. Theo taps the pen on his desk, seemingly bored.
Since we’re foregoing the robe part, I don’t bother hiding behind the curtain. I’m methodical, undressing myself like I would before taking a shower in the privacy of my own home.
“That’s it.” He sounds strained, same as I feel. “On the table. Now.”
When I’m settled on all fours on the scrunching paper beneath me, I hear Theo’s chair sliding on the floor.
The footsteps of his dress shoes echo in the clinic, and my body breaks out in tremors, anticipating him.
“Before we begin, on your last visit, I performed the exam without gloves.” Theo, my freaking gynecologist, leans to the side, demanding I look at him.
I twist my head back, tucking my hair behind my ear to have an unobstructed view of him. “Yes?”
“We’ve stocked them since.” He jerks his head toward the drawers on the side. “However, I’m concerned they’ll get in the way of checking you there.”
“You can go bare.” The double entendre is clear.
But Theo ignores me. He sticks to his physician role. “All right.”
I listen to the sound of a pump being pressed, and when I glance back, I see him rubbing the hand sanitizer on his hands.
“So, you complained about the heat in your rectum.” Theo closes the distance between us, his hands firm on my buttocks, stretching me open.
While I can’t see where he’s looking, it doesn’t take a genius to realize his eyes bore into my tight hole. My sacred hole. The forbidden one.
During the years in the orphanage, I’d been warned about howwrongthis hole is, how doing it back there is foul and filthy.
I don’t feel it’s foul now. Don’t feel it’s wrong. I feel Theo staring down into it is one of the hottest things any person will ever experience. To be open and vulnerable and fucking—yes,fucking—adored for it.
“Yes, doctor.” I inhale, a quivering sucking of air. “How do I relieve this…heat?”
“I have a few ideas.” He edges his thumbs closer until they press to the rim. Theo nudges both against my opening, penetrating me, burning me down there. “Does this make it better?”
My fingernails dig into the paper on the table, tearing it, crunching it in my fists. A trail of arousal trickles down my thigh. And my heart, it beats a mile a minute.
“Ms. Bishop?” Deeper probing with one of his expert thumbs.
It hurts. It’s too much and not enough at the same time.
“Umm.” I blink furiously, searching for an answer to give him. “Better, yeah. Thing is, I tried it. Putting fingers in there.”
“You have?” His breaths are ragged, although he doesn’t acknowledge it, doesn’t stop probing.
I bet he’s harder than before. That he has precum dampening his boxer briefs.
His control could snap in a matter of seconds.
He might lose it to the point he fucks my ass without lube.
“Yes.” I’m petrified and turned on, wanting to crawl away and yet end up pushing my ass backward into his touch. I describe to him what we’ve been doing at home. “With lube. Two fingers with lube.”
“Don’t interrupt the exam, Ms. Bishop.” His palm flexes on my ass, pushing me back to the table. “You do not move, you don’t help me, not unless I ask you to.”
