Page 15 of Naughty Desires

“Nurse Taylor.” He holds the garment in front of me, a stern expression on his face. “This is soaking wet.”

“I was . . . um, hot.”

He lifts an eyebrow and picks up the rabbit vibrator from the tray. “Then I think we should take your temperature.”

“Ah.” I push myself back on the bed. “Maybe you could do it . . . orally like we did—”

The carnal look in his eyes freezes my tongue. “Knees up. Legs apart.”

Even though this is Chris, I can’t look at him as I get in position. My mind is caught between role play and reality, and with Chris fully embracing his cold, clinical doctor persona, I am at once aroused and deliciously apprehensive.

“We’ll start with the examination.” He pushes my legs apart, and I shiver when cool air rushes over my heated center.

“Are you cold?” He studies me with focused intensity.

“No.”

“Excellent.” He slicks his finger through my labia and eases them apart.

“Chris . . .” Embarrassment floods through me. He’s never touched me like this before. Never studied me so intently, except for the nights he went down on me in the dark.

“It’s Dr. Taylor to you.” He glides a finger between my buttocks and over my back hole. Not a place anyone has ever touched me before.

“Chris!”

“One more time, Nurse Taylor, and you’ll be punished,” he warns. “Now let’s do an internal exam.” He pushes a thick finger deep inside my pussy. My blood turns to molten lava and rushes through my veins. It’s been far too long.

“Very nice. Very wet. We definitely don’t need any lube.”

Mortified, I turn my face into my arm as he swirls his finger inside me and then up and onto my clit. My hips jerk and I blurt out, “Oh God.”

“No, just your neighbourhood doctor.” He glides his fingers through my wetness and over my clit again and again until my pulse is throbbing between my legs.

“I think you’re ready now.”

“Ready for what?”

“The thermometer.” He holds up the vibrator. “Stay in place. This is going to feel cold.”

Holding my labia apart with one hand, he slides the vibrator inside me and positions the rabbit ears on either side of my clit. Although it isn’t as big as his cock, I let out a groan. The sensation of having something inside me—something so hard and slick—almost sends me over the edge.

“I think you like having your temperature taken.” A buzz sound, and then the rabbit ears vibrate over my clit, already sensitive from his relentless fingers. My hips come right off the bed and all my nerve endings fire at once.

Chris chuckles. “I haven’t even turned the main part on.” He presses the button, and the rabbit twists and vibrates inside me.

“Oh God. Chris. Doctor.” My hands tighten into fists as he thrusts the vibrator in and out until I am writhing, mindless on the bed. His hot, wet mouth closes on my nipple, tonguing it firmly.

Everything in my body coils and tightens as he slides the vibrator in and out. I shoot into shocking arousal and then I fly.

Too much. Too hard. Too intense. Too long. The world splinters around me and I shatter. Scream. My pussy contracts around the hard vibrator, and my back arches as exquisite tremors shudder through me.

Chris continues to pump the vibrator inside me and the sensations go on and on until I go limp, my heart pounding so hard I think I might break a rib.

“My God. I didn’t know it could be like that.” I gesture to the stethoscope. “Do you want to listen to my heart?”

“I should have listened to your heart a year ago,” he murmurs, almost to himself. “But I couldn’t hear it.” He rises up on his knees, his callused hands forcing my shaky legs apart. “Open for me, sweetheart.”

I open for him. Bare everything that I am. Chris removes the stethoscope, shrugs off the coat, and pulls off the pants. He is beautifully, gloriously naked, and all mine.

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