Page 29 of His Little Ametrine
I draw in a deep breath, trying not to let her see my fears. I’m sure she can sense them, though.
Thabo lifts up the probe. “One more thing, and then you can go home.”
Sara groans. “Not that again…”
Thabo squirts lube on the probe. “Every time you come in, Little one. It collects all your vitals and stores them in our system.” He lines the thick rod up with her bottom.
Her lip trembles. “Last time the doctor made me orgasm while he held it inside me. Can we skip that part today?”
“Absolutely. I’ll take your word for it that you are feeling sexually healthy. Not forever, but for this visit.” Thabo turns his attention to her rectum and eases the device into her.
My Little girl tips her head back and holds her breath. Her knees shake.
I reach with my free hand to rub her thigh. “Try to relax, Baby girl. It will be over soon.”
She shakes her head.
“You can’t hold your breath for the entire time. The probe needs to stay in you a few minutes. You’ll turn blue and pass out, and then I’ll have a heart attack,” I joke.
She shoots me a glare, still holding her breath.
I give her a narrowed look. “I said I won’t spank your bottom until you’re more mobile, but if you don’t take a breath, I’m going to swat your pussy right here while Thabo watches.”
She gasps, letting all the air out of her lungs. Her eyes go wide, and her leg shakes more violently. And then my silly girl squeezes her eyes shut and purses her lips.
Thabo catches my attention and nods toward her pussy.
I lean over to see her folds are swollen and wet. I’m not sure how I missed the signs. I can smell her arousal from a mile away and always will. It would seem I’m so used to it I didn’t realize how affected she was by the probe today.
I ease my palm down her inner thigh and hold her tight. I won’t touch her pussy because she asked us not to, but I want her to feel my strength. My support. My love.
She doesn’t say a word as the doctor finally eases the probe out of her. He checks the data on the device and in the computer. “Everything looks perfect. She’s progressing right on track, if not ahead. I don’t need to see her again for two weeks unless you have any questions or issues. Call Jeikin at the front desk any time if you feel you’d like me or Chadka to see her before then.”
I release my Little girl’s hands and slide that palm down to her tummy so I can shake Thabo’s hand with my free one. “Thank you.”
“Take your time. Stop at the desk and make your next appointment when you’re ready.” Thabo turns his gaze toward Sara. “So nice to meet you, Sara. I’ll see you again soon.”
She manages to murmur, “Thank you, Sir.”
And then Thabo is gone, the door snicking shut behind him.
Chapter Thirteen
Sara
I’m shaking with need. My entire body. I bring my legs in close to my chest, squeezing them together. The only times my thighs ever touch are when Papi has my diaper off to give me a bath, and even then, he nudges my knees apart over and over. He likes me to keep my thighs wide. It’s because he’s psychic and evil and knows how aroused I get when I’m spread open.
Papi surprises me by gently rolling me to my side. For a moment, he lets me keep my thighs tight against each other while he rubs my hip and my back. “Your strength amazes me,” he says softly.
After a minute, he sets his palm on the back of my top thigh and guides that knee up closer to my chest, forcing my legs to part, exposing my pussy to the air. “There’s no reason to be embarrassed about your reaction to the probe, Baby girl. It’s common.”
I whimper. My mouth falls open as I arch my body, and my arousal increases.
We’re alone now. What is Papi going to do? I hope he’s going to give me the relief I crave without an audience. He holds my top leg up high and uses his other hand to stroke through my folds while he kisses my hip.
He trails a finger from my hip to my thigh. “This tattoo is gorgeous, Little one.” I realize he’s tracing the length of the vine. “I want to kiss every one of these thorns on this vine. One day soon I will.”
He leans over me and holds my gaze while he eases a finger into my tight channel, making me gasp and squirm.
