**Book 2 in the Doctor’s Demands Trilogy**
In the scorching sequel to Virgin Anatomy, Lily falls deeper under her doctor’s spell … but she’s torn between the lure of pleasure and the fear of exploring her own growing desires.
Warning: this 4400-word story includes explicit scenes of bondage, spanking, private exams, anal play, and rough sex, and is for adults only.
I’d never undressed in front of a man before. My hands trembled as I slowly unbuttoned my top. Dr. Hartley didn’t even pretend not to watch, just stood with his arms folded, scrutinizing me, and as I undid another button, and another, heat bloomed between my legs.
When the blouse hung open, I slipped it off. He held out a hand; I gave it to him, and he opened the door of a ceramic cabinet that sat along the wall, hidden in the shadows. The only light in the room came from a large overhead fixture directly above the exam table. Folding the blouse neatly, he stowed it inside and turned back to me.
“Next your bra,” he said. “I want to see your breasts. […] Good girl.” His voice was rough, his breathing harsher. “Now the pants.”