An Intimate Examination with a Sexy Doctor

Prescribe Me What I Really Need, Baby

I’ve been dating this hot and sexy doctor recently, and boy he has me falling fast. Right now, my personal physician is stretched out on my couch, scrub pants low on his hips as he relaxes after a shift at the clinic. I’ve convinced him to let me peel his shirt off just to check for stress-induced muscle tightness. With my hands lazily caressing his pecs, I kiss across his chest, watching the day melt off of him. There is something about knowing he is an expert in human anatomy, as I feel our hearts beat against each other’s, that just pulls me in.

Take a Good Look, Doc

“Tell me about your day, doctor,” I purr in my best Goddess of phone sex voice. “I’ve always wondered what you’re like in your element, you know…” The sexy doctor raised his brow.

He hums, a note reverberating in his chest, and regards me with the slow, clinical gaze of a man who’s decided to take my teasing as a professional challenge. “Well,” he says, smirking like only a sexy doctor can, “if you’re interested in my element, perhaps it’s time for a little… examination.”

Before I can purr a retort, he grabs my wrist in a practiced, gentle grip and swings me around so I’m on my back. His hands, sure and warm, press into my shoulders, my collarbone, a slow exploration of muscle and tension and the barest hint of predatory hunger. I feel my breath catch, and not just from the surprise of it all… there’s something about being tasted, tested, and taken apart by a man who spends his days wielding soft authority over bodies, that makes me want to just submit to the expert hands of a sexy doctor.

My Sexy Doctor Gives His Professional Opinion

He flashes a devious little smile, as he flips my hand over and takes my wrist, ostentatiously checking my pulse. “Hmm. Elevated heart rate. Restlessness. Dilated pupils. Are you experiencing any other symptoms, Miss Lilith?” asked the sexy doctor.

I giggle, squirming on the cushion. “Yes, doctor. I think I’m suffering from, um,” my voice drops to a cheeky whisper, “persistent sexual arousal. Is there a cure?”

He pushes me back gently with one hand to my sternum, pinning me with medical precision. “There are several clinical options available, but as your provider, I’d like to perform a thorough workup before suggesting a diagnosis.” The click of his teeth on my earlobe is all the warning I get before he’s on top of me, tongue in my mouth, stethoscope cold and ceremonial as it drags down my chest. I instinctively take that deep breath in through my nose, like in so many exams before, as my sexy doctor lets his fingers trace over my ribcage.

Further Sexy Doctor Examination Needed

 “Oh, now that’s interesting,” he murmurs, tracing the rim of the stethoscope in slow, lazy circles. “Patient appears to have an exacerbation of symptoms when physically challenged. I may have to conduct a full… differential diagnosis. But we will have to get much more thorough.”

I tug on my robe, only barely hanging onto my shoulders at this point. I decide my sexy doctor could use a naked surprise after such bedside manner. Next, I stand, watching him over my shoulder as I let my robe slip off of me. “I will get ready for that examination at once, doctor.” Then, I wink at him, before skipping off into the bedroom, hearing my sexy doctor scramble in right after me.

Your Goddess gets up to all kinds of fun with the likes of doctors and lawyers and teachers, oh my. Any role you wanna play, I am ready to have fun with you, just like with my sexy doctor. Give me a call sometime to fulfill any fantasy you need prescribed…

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