Is there anything hotter than an inexperienced, fertile patient falling into the grasp of handsome alpha doctors who know exactly what they want and how to get it?
The women in these stories won't be able to hide anything - not even how much they like it - as the hands-on exams get hot and heavy very fast, and no one's going to be pulling out.
Reader Advisory: These stores are for mature audiences only and feature intensely erotic situations, medical exams, handsome older doctors and fertile younger patients, multiple partners and rough group sex, dominance and submissiveness. All characters are 18 or older.
But his hands were still on me, so that was close enough for the moment. They moved down my torso in exploratory motions.
He pressed against my chest, slow but firm. His hands cupped by breasts, his thumbs pushing and caressing. A slight breath escaped my lips. My eyes were closed as I lay back, giving him access in spite of myself.
I stiffened as I felt his hand move to my thigh, but my eyes remained shut. He was touching me where no one had ever touched me before. Was this allowed? Was this wrong? Was this supposed to be happening?
It felt wrong and forbidden and yet I had been told to be a good girl and be obedient. This must be right. This must be what was supposed to happen, and I just didn't know how the world worked. There was so much I didn't know, and so much that Dr. Clayton could teach me.
His touches seemed to be less and less evaluatory and more and more appreciative. This didn't feel like an exam any more. It felt like ... I opened my eyes.