Product Testing

Kit Mercer sits in the exam room looking antsy. Dr. Stirling Cooper walks in, thanks her for waiting, then tells her all the forms are signed so he can spill the beans on the trial. She’s patient number one—he’s got zero test data yet. The product is an oil meant to soak through skin and crank up your sex drive. He wants to tape every reaction to see if the libido actually spikes. Kit blushes, but he swears it’s all medical. He pulls on gloves, dabs the oil on her neck, and instantly her breathing gets ragged. Her pupils blow wide, teeth sink into her bottom lip. Heat roars through her. She pops her shirt open, grabs his gloved hands, and smacks them straight onto her bare tits, rubbing in another coat. Then she yanks him forward and slams her mouth to his, catching him wide-eyed. When he tries to step back she locks the kiss, rips his shirt open in one yank, and grinds her oiled chest to his. The oil hits him hard. Suddenly he’s throbbing with the same filthy urge. They need it everywhere. Kit shoves him down, straddles his back, and gives him a slick, skin-on-skin NURU rub, oil sliding hot between them. Trial’s a goddamn win.