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“Doctor,” I say, stepping inside and unbuttoning my coat. “I’ve got a horrible pain…I’m aching and throbbing…”
I open my coat and slip it off my shoulders, letting it fall to the floor. Underneath, I’m wearing only strappy black lingerie with open cups to show my bare breasts and the nipple rings that immediately draw the eyes of my lover. Dane’s golden eyes gleam and his sharp teeth flash.
“I’m sorry to hear that. Let me take a look at you, and let’s see how I can help…”
He’s so handsome in his white lab coat, my heart hammers my chest. His clinic is warm enough to make me sweat, even in my skimpy clothes. The small space is all dark wood, with neat shelves of books, beakers, and instruments. Dane leads me to the examination table.
“Climb up on here…” He takes my hand.
I sit on the edge of the table, bare feet hanging down. I already slipped out of my heels.
The game is the heat all around us. It’s the cool professionalism in Dane’s tone, against the temptation flickering in his eyes and the smile tugging his lips.
“Let’s listen to your heart first…”
He sets his stethoscope in his ears and presses its disc against my breast. His warm hand cradles my back while he applies light pressure to my chest, always watching my face.
My heart throbs like it means to speak directly to him, like it will sing all my secrets, all my love…
He hears it pounding, and his eyes soften. He leans forward and kisses me on the mouth.
“I’m so glad you came to visit me…,” he murmurs. “I’ve been missing you terribly…”
Then he straightens, and his amber eyes roam my body with wicked intent.
“Now, let’s see what I can do for you…”
He bids me lie back on the table, a pillow beneath my head. Then he pulls on a pair of latex gloves. The gloves cling to his shapely hands and give me a deep thrill with their shiny, antiseptic look. They make Dane’s hands look more dangerous and almost inhuman.
“Lie still…,” he murmurs in that deep, hypnotic voice.
He sets my heels up on the table so my legs are butterflied and cuts off my thong with a pair of shears.
As he pulls away the material, his warm breath touches my exposed pussy. My knees tremble.
“You’re a sensitive girl…”
Dane places his gloved hands on my knees and presses them gently apart.
I’ve never let a man examine my pussy like this, with the lights on, a few inches from his face. I have to trust that Dane will touch me without hurting me, and most of all, I have to trust that he likes what he sees.
That’s the hardest part—believing that I’m beautiful to him. That I don’t have to be ashamed or afraid.
But when I take that leap of faith, and I see the deep-rooted lust in his eyes, the way his breathing deepens and his tongue wets his lips…then I’ve never felt sexier. Blood rushes through my body, and my pussy becomes so sensitive and aching that I’d give my soul for the brush of his fingers against my pussy lips.
“You have the prettiest pussy…,” Dane growls, his eyes trained between my thighs. “It’s like the cleanest, softest little flower, with all the petals closed…”
He places his gloved fingers against my pussy lips.
“And I can open them up so gently and find the very center…”
He spreads my lips open with light, soft pressure, a tiny bit at a time, so I can feel each millimeter of skin, each delicate nerve. He opens me up, bit by bit, layer by layer, until I’m throbbing and gasping and my clit is completely exposed.
“There it is…” His eyes burn. “My very favorite part…”
He takes his index finger and rests it lightly on the very head of my clit. And presses down.
It’s like he’s pushing a button that makes me sink down to the center of the earth. The whole room collapses in on me and I fall and fall and fall…
