Page 10 of Taking Her Medicine

“I don’t really want to.”

I twirled the glass instrument, sliding it out of her puckered opening and in again with deliberate slowness, fucking her most private hole with the thermometer. I hadn’t truly needed the instrument to confirm her fever; I knew she had one before she’d draped herself over my lap. But it made for a fine excuse to use it.

“Mmm,” Zoelle said. “I can’tthinkwhen you do that.”

“That makes two of us.” I tapped the stem in between my fingers, hoping the tiny shockwaves sent pulses of pleasure through her. She pressed her body against mine, making my cock even harder.

“You’re going to make me come if you keep it up.”

“If I knew you wanted that, sweetheart, I’d have been trying.” I reached between her legs, finding her clit. I tugged on her tiny pleasure nub while twisting the thermometer. I continued the pattern, occasionally plunging a digit inside her slick heat until she moaned.

“Oh, please, Aaron?” Zoelle said, whimpering.

I loved the way she said my name while she writhed against me, worked up from my touches.

“Please what?” I pretended not to have a clue. If she begged me, I’d have a tough time not offering her the moon and the stars afterward. As much as I physically stroked her hot spots, she was mentally stroking my dormant Daddy muscles. “Say it.”

“I want an orgasm,” she whispered, her breathy voice wavering. “Please?”

If she weren’t so sick, I’d have flipped her onto her back and plunged into her, making her scream my name before I allowed her to peak. I plucked the glass tool from her rosette, before plunging it back inside, rougher than before. Her body shuddered as she came, her muscles quivering. The sounds slipping from her lips were so hot, I wanted to claim them with my own, but not until she felt better.

I removed the thermometer at last and read it. “One-hundred two point seven. Still a fever, but much lower than earlier.” Drawing her sexy panties back into place, I then tugged her pajama bottoms up to her waist and patted her bottom.

“An orgasm made me feelsomuch better,” she cooed.

“Good. I’m going to wash my hands, but I’ll be right back,” I announced and slid her off my lap.

My little patient needed rest, but my aching hard cock wasn’t getting the memo. I had half a mind to take care of things in her bathroom, but instead thought of cold, dark things to quell the raging erection. Circling back to her bedroom, I found her curled up on her side watching me. Despite her lousy condition, her eyes sparkled when I met her gaze.

“Tell me what’s been on your mind, sweetheart.”

“It’s been bothering me that I didn’t reach out to you and clarify some things. I mean, we’ve seen each other, but it was easier for me to pretend ouralmostmoment didn’t happen at all.”

I stretched out on the bed next to her, wrapping an arm around her shoulders. She sighed softly and curled closer. “It happened.” I pressed a kiss to her temple. “Back to the topic at hand. If you could fashion any relationship what would it look like?”

“I’m not sure. Can you tell me what yours would look like first?”

“I haven’t had much time for relationships, or even friendships, in a while.” She knew that already from the lack of time we had spent together since New Year’s Eve. We had an established friendship, more than just being friendly neighbors, but neither of us had brought up the topic of dating. “I’ve spent a lot of time worrying about my career and not paying attention to my personal life. I’ve wanted someone special who I can spoil as well as help her grow in whatever ways she needs. Her being into kinky things would be a huge bonus.”

“Would she call you Daddy?”

“I’d like her to.”

“Would you make rules for her?”

“Yes, if she would allow it.”

“What are your thoughts on medical play, like kinky BDSM stuff?”

“I’m into it.”

“You’re checking a lot ofmyboxes, Aaron.”

“Hmm.” My cock perked up again. She was going to make me perpetually hard from our kinky discussion. “Were you serious about a more intimate exam?”

“I was serious about a lot of things today.”

“The number of ways I can make you orgasm from stroking different parts of your body, as well as inserting objects into certain orifices, are countless.”

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