Page 79 of Passionate Defense

She tensed when more cold, slippery lube drizzled between her cheeks. His fingers followed, spreading it around. She felt the pressure against her opening and the tip of one finger dipped inside. Instinctively, she clenched and pushed it out.

“This is nothing new, Lanie. I’ve played here before and you enjoyed it. I’m using plenty of lube. Once it’s inserted, you’ll be allowed to come.”

“What is ‘it’ exactly, sir?”

“That’s a little surprise, but if you guess right, I’ll tell you.”

Gliding easily in and out, courtesy of lots of lube, a second finger joined the first. He spent another few minutes letting her adjust to the added stretch then a smooth, hard tip replaced his fingers. This was certainly wider than a thermometer, and longer and thicker than two of his fingers. The pressure built until there was a slight pinch. She panted, trying not to tense, which would make the pinch worse. Suddenly, it slid past the barrier and her ring of muscles closed around a much narrower neck, leaving it seated in her ass.

“It’s a plug.”

“It’s a stainless-steel anal plug to be specific. And it’s only medium-sized, the next step up from what we used before, but it will prepare you for later.”

It felt extra-large to her, every nerve ending inside her tingling with awareness.

As he twisted it slowly, he reminded her, “If you still want to end this, you have your safeword.”

“I’ve come too far to turn back now,” she gasped.

“That’s the spirit,” he said with a chuckle.

Lost in sensation, with the vibrations of the egg in one hole radiating to the plug in the other, her brain launched a slide show with images of whatlatermight entail.

“The other toy. Can you guess what it was?”

“Huh?” How was she supposed to answer questions right now? “I haven’t a clue.”

“Did it feel good?”

“Everything in this scene has felt wonderful.”

“That’s all that really matters, then, isn’t it?”

“I can think of only one thing that’s missing.” She didn’t need to explain. Her unspokenhaving you inside meseemed to echo through the room.

“I’m getting to that. But I think we should give your knees a break.”

“My knees are fine. What I really need is to come.”

He released the straps attached to her restraints, and with the flick of his thumb, freed her wrists. “Hush, let’s move to the bed so I can finish my examination of my gorgeous patient.”

“Finish? What’s left to examine? You’ve peered into every nook and cranny, literally.”

“My dear girl,” he said with mock outrage. “We haven’t gotten to the most important part. What kind of medical professional would I be if I left the job undone? I still have to examine your body’s ability to climax.”

“Then let’s get to it, before I need a psychiatrist instead of a GYN.”

As he lifted her off the table, he held onto her hips until she was steady. His hand landed crisp swats on her backside. “If you keep up the sass, I’ll have to try out the dental gag that I’ve held in reserve.”

Her head flew up, and her mouth hung open. As his eyes dropped to it, she snapped it shut, not wanting to give him any encouragement.

“That’s hardly necessary, doctor,” she informed him between clenched teeth. “I promise to be your best-behaved patient, ever.”

“Highly doubtful. But I’ll give you another chance. I have other plans for that mouth.” He sent her to the bed with another light swat. “I want you on all fours, Lanie. This part of the exam we’re both going to enjoy.”

She took several eager steps toward the bed, but yelped, lurched, and then froze before she got there.

“What is it? The plug?”