Chapter 1: The Unexpected Examination
I strode into Dr. Ethan Caldwell’s office with the confidence of a woman who knows her worth. At 34, I’m a force to be reckoned with—sharp-tongued, independent, and not one to back down from a challenge. A routine check-up? Child’s play. I had a board meeting in two hours, and I wasn’t about to let a stethoscope-wielding man in a white coat slow me down.
'Ms. Harper, right on time,' Dr. Caldwell greeted, his voice smooth as silk, a smirk playing on his lips. He was younger than I expected, mid-30s maybe, with piercing green eyes that seemed to undress me without permission. I raised an eyebrow, unimpressed.
'Let’s get this over with, Doc. I’ve got places to be,' I shot back, crossing my arms over my tailored blazer.
'Oh, I’ll make it quick… or not,' he replied, his tone dripping with innuendo. I rolled my eyes but couldn’t ignore the heat creeping up my neck. Damn him for being so infuriatingly attractive.
He gestured to the examination table, and I hopped up, my pencil skirt riding just high enough to catch his gaze. I smirked. Two could play at this game. 'Eyes up here, Doctor,' I teased, tapping my temple.
'Just admiring the view, Ms. Harper. Purely professional, of course,' he quipped, his fingers brushing my wrist as he checked my pulse. The touch was electric, and I hated how my body reacted—pulse racing, a flicker of something dangerous stirring low in my belly.
'Professional, my ass,' I muttered, but my voice lacked its usual bite. He chuckled, low and dark, as he moved behind me.
'Speaking of which, I’ll need to restrain you for the next part. Standard procedure,' he said, his breath hot against my ear. Before I could protest, cold metal cuffs snapped around my wrists, securing me to the table. My heart slammed against my ribs, not from fear, but from a twisted thrill I couldn’t name.
'What the hell is this, Caldwell?' I snapped, tugging at the restraints. My glare could’ve melted steel, but he just grinned, unfazed.
'Relax, Ms. Harper. I’m a thorough doctor. We’re starting with an… oral exam,' he said, his voice a velvet threat as he stepped closer, his fingers tracing the edge of my jaw. My breath hitched, and I hated myself for it. I should’ve been furious, but the heat in his eyes, the audacity of it all, had me burning in ways I didn’t expect.
'You’ve got some nerve,' I hissed, but my words faltered as he leaned in, his lips hovering just above mine. 'If you think I’m some damsel who’ll just take this—'
'Oh, I know you’re not,' he interrupted, his thumb brushing my lower lip. 'I’m counting on you to fight me every step of the way. Makes it more fun.'
My core clenched at his words, a traitor to my own resolve. I wanted to slap that smug look off his face, but more than that, I wanted to see how far he’d push. How far I’d let him. He stepped back, his gaze dropping to the bulge straining against his slacks, and I knew exactly where this was headed. My mouth watered despite myself, the thought of his hard cock against my lips igniting a fire I couldn’t extinguish.
'Open wide, Ms. Harper,' he commanded, his voice rough with need, as he unzipped, revealing just how ready he was. My eyes locked on his, a challenge in my stare, even as my body screamed for what was coming. I wasn’t about to beg, but I’d be damned if I didn’t make him work for every inch of control.
'Make me,' I dared, my voice a sultry growl, as the room seemed to shrink around us, the air thick with tension and the promise of something explosive.
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