Page 42 of Devaney's Doctor Daddy

Chapter Twenty

Eric started the exam with the usual sorts of things—checking her heart rate, her lungs, eyes, ears, throat. Of course he did those things in a way that would have seemed inappropriate for an actual doctor. He stood too close, lingered too long, brushed his fingers and knuckles over her skin in a way that was not, strictly speaking, necessary.

It all made her squirm and painfully aware of her body. How her breathing was fast and shallow, and desire was coursing through her.Yes, touch me, please. When do we get to the outright dirty stuff?Outright because she couldn’t deny there was something deeply pervy and arousing about what he was doing and wow did she like it. So much.

“Okay, Miss Norfolk. Time to lay back.”

Her pussy pulsed at his words—had she been saving up all of her erotic energies since things had gone south with Carter? Because she felt like Eric could simply look at her and she’d get wet. Or maybe that was Eric. Kind, gentle yet dominant, and sexy as hell Eric.

She did as she was told and welcomed the way he cradled her head as she laid down on the angled table.

“There we go. Now let’s take this gown down so I can do your breast exam. Have you had one of these before?”

She shook her head as Eric made quick work of the bow she’d tied at the back of her neck and peeled the flimsy cotton nearly down to her waist.

“Doctor!” she exclaimed as she grabbed the neckline and tried to tug it back up. Why did he need to see somuchof her?

“Now, now, Miss Norfolk. We’ve talked about this. The longer it takes you to comply, the longer we keep my other patients waiting and that’s not polite, is it?”

“No, Doctor Eric.”

“That’s right. So let’s not have any more fussing or I’ll be forced to restrain you so we can complete your exam in a timely fashion.”

She reluctantly let him loosen her fists and draw the fabric back down—even lower this time she thought, probably just to make his point. And while she wanted to be retrained, she also wanted to be good so she simply fisted her hands by her sides and looked up at the ceiling, chest heaving.

The fact that her nipples were already drawn up into hard little buds was embarrassing—that had certainly never happened with her regular doctors and it wasn’t because it was cool in here. No, she was straight-up turned on.

Eric didn’t comment, but started pressing his fingers gently into her flesh, circling her nipples and going all the way out to the edges before instructing her to put her arms over her head. With a swallow, she did, and he repeated the movements before taking ahold of her nipples and squeezing them.

Her hands came down involuntarily as she squeaked, and Eric tsked at her.

“Well, Miss Norfolk, looks like we’ll need to apply those restraints after all.”

She wanted him to, knew she would enjoy it, but it was still fun to play as though this was all very unexpected and unfamiliar and yes, wildly unprofessional.

“No, please don’t. I can be good, I promise.”

“I think you’ve demonstrated quite thoroughly that you can’t,” he said with a hint of that faux-disappointment, and moved to the top of the exam table.

While she was enjoying resisting some, she cooperated as he drew a hand overhead and buckled it into a thick padded cuff and did the same to her other hand. Bliss. The tension in her muscles unfurled even as her level of arousal grew. There was nothing she could do now, just submit herself to Eric’s ministrations and there was nothing for it.

“There,” he said, returning to the side of the table where he’d stood before. “Let’s try this again now that you’ll be forced to be better behaved.”

He pinched her nipples again, rolled them between his fingers, and tugged—first gently and then not. She made a pleading little sound and he looked at her, brows raised.

“I see that you’re quite responsive to nipple stimulation, Miss Norfolk. Are you sexually active?”

“N-no, Doctor.”

“Are you a virgin?”

It was very difficult to concentrate on his questions when he was toying with her like this—kneading her breasts and squeezing them, pinching and twisting her nipples.

“Yes, Doctor.”

It was then he bent down to take her nipple into his mouth and she mewled. “Doctor!”

Eric pulled off with a pop and looked up at her with that stern gaze. “Miss Norfolk. It’s very important, especially as a young woman with little to no sexual experience, that we make sure your body is functioning as it should. Now please no more outbursts or I’ll need to gag you. Can’t have you disturbing the other patients.”

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