His warm and attentive fingers prodded and massaged my thigh, starting behind my knee and then slowly working their way up. I could feel his thumbs circling and pressing while his other fingers worked the sides of my legs. Relaxing into it, I bit my tongue so that I wouldn’t make him uncomfortable. His hands rose up past the thickest part of my thigh, and worked there for a moment, kneading me into arousal.I bit my lip, trying to keep myself under control.His hands moved back down my thigh, and then up again, working slowly, teasing me. When he’d usually be done, when he’d stop, his hands instead went higher. He cupped my ass, squeezing and groping, and my heart started to beat out of my chest.“Is this alright?” he asked, his voice low and quiet.“I thought you—” I let my voice trail off, unsure if I was misunderstanding what he was offering.“You’re completely healed now, you don’t need me as your doctor anymore,” he murmured, turning me over. “I haven’t stopped thinking about you
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