“I'm going to need to do a full exam,” he said, closing the door behind him. “Please remove your clothing.”
“Of course, Doctor.”
I stood up and slowly lifted my shirt up and over my head. I loved the way his eyes followed my movements. I could see the excitement growing in his pants as he watched me strip. I made each movement slow and deliberately as sexy as possible.
“Pants too,” he murmured, his eyes watching my body. His gaze was anything but clinical.
I stood before him, completely naked. There was no self-consciousness to it, though. I felt sexy standing there with my hand on my hip and a coy smile on the face.
Jacob licked his lips. “I'm going to need to listen to your heart. Have a seat on the bed. Do you mind if I get more comfortable?”
I nodded and sat gingerly on the edge of the bed like I would at a real exam.
He slid out of his wet pants, kicking them to the side. They slid under my bed. His underwear were still mostly dry, but he took those off as well.
Good lord did that man look good naked.
He put the stethoscope in his ears. “Let me listen to your heart.”
He put the cold bell of the stethoscope on my chest, groping one of my breasts in the process. I moaned slightly as he felt me up, still moving the stethoscope. I was sure he could hear my heart pounding with excitement and lust.
“Sounds excellent,” he murmured, leaning forward and kissing my bare shoulder. I shuddered with want at his touch.
“I'm so glad. I knew I needed an expert medical opinion.”
“I think we need to test your heart rate out a little more. Lay down for me.”
I lay back on the bed, my head on the pillow.
Jacob took the stethoscope from his ears and draped it over his shoulders again. “Spread your legs, please.”
I quickly did as he asked.
“Excellent. Now for the exam.” He caressed my breasts before following the curves of my hips. He traced his fingers across my stomach down to my open legs.
The man knew his anatomy. He found my pleasure center in less than a second. I gasped as he sent a surge of sensation that ran up my spine and tingled out to my finger tips.
“You have excellent responses,” he said, sliding a finger into me. His fingers knew exactly where to touch. My hips arched upward, and I moaned with delight. His skilled hands thrust and sought my depths.
Quicker than I thought possible, I was there. He pulled pleasure through my veins, filling me with overwhelming sensation. I started to tremble.
“Come for me,” he whispered, his fingers bringing even more pleasure. “Let me see you.”
With a gasp, I crested the mountain to orgasm. His hand kept working, thrusting and filling me with his fingers to cause me unbearable pleasure.
“I can see that your nervous system is working appropriately,” he murmured as I lay shuddering on the bed before him.
“I think you need to do some further exams,” I gasped. I looked down at his massive erection, just waiting to give me more pleasure.
He grinned and reached for the stash of condoms I now kept in my nightstand. It was on in a second, and he was up on the bed with me.
“The doctor is in,” I whispered as he slid into me. I giggled, but it quickly turned into a moan.
“Holy shit,” he said reverently as he filled me, his voice trailing off and the sounds blending together.
It gave me a rush to know I reduced this smart, sexy man to nothing more than single syllables. He lost himself to me, letting himself go as he could with no one else.
We moved slowly at first. I reached up and grabbed the stethoscope, using it to pull him further into me. It was leverage that I gladly utilized to have even more of him.