Page 4 of OutFoxed

“So, what I am working with is parchment skin and sensitive nerves. So, what kind of healing can you do?”

He frowned. “Can I see?”

She grimaced. “I can’t go back inside.”

“Back seat?”

She winced, knowing that the security cams were going to be recording, and she was definitely going to lose her volunteer position for this. If he could help, it was worth it.

He closed the driver’s side and opened the rear door. “Scoot in and lift your sundress and underwear.”

She nodded, slid in, and lifted her skirt.

“Well, you aren’t shy.”

“I was in treatment for months. More folks have seen my junk than I can count, and images were posted in open court. People threw up.”

She leaned back on her elbows and lifted the skirt completely.

He inhaled sharply. “Does that hurt?” He crouched down and examined her visually.

“Yeah. Hence the no underwear even though I work around kids. I can’t stand anything touching me.”

“Well, I will need to touch you for this.”

“Go nuts. I am used to the pain.”

He nodded and leaned forward, licking across the top of the damage. She jumped but stilled her hips as he started on the top of the burn and worked his way down a few inches.

She was covered with pain-sweat when he lifted his head and looked down. “You will need weeks to heal this completely.”

Shaking, she looked at the area, and the red papery area at the top was now hot bubble-gum pink, but it had some skin texture to it.

She was shaking hard. “Uh, thanks for that. Can I pay you?”

He looked at her in amazement. “You can’t pay for healing. It’s bad luck and disrespects the effort.”

“Oh. Sorry. I didn’t even know that it was possible.”

He scowled and flipped a long lock of hair over his shoulder. “Yes, I suppose that is true.”

She came to the realization that he was still crouched between her naked thighs. “Thank you again.”

He grinned. “Uncomfortable?”

“Acknowledging that the security camera is not going to be flattering toward any activities we could be doing in here. I work with kids, so this isn’t a great situation.”

He blinked. “I didn’t know. I was just told that you would be here.”

She scooted to sitting upright. “It’s fine. It’s a volunteer position. It’s not my day job. I am just braced for the call.”

“How many heats had you had before this happened?”

She snorted. “Zero. Just normal beta sex before this, so with the meds I take, it doesn’t bother me. No heat and minimal pain.”

He cocked his head. “Would you give me a heat?”

She stared at him. “Not now I wouldn’t.”

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