Dr. Heartbeat

Dr. Calvert's a twisted piece of work, but she's the best around for heart exams and Lily knew it going in. Lily sits nervous as hell until the doc flashes her this sly smile that somehow settles everything. After the usual bullshit about allergies and family history, Calvert starts checking pulse, breath, the works. Then she straightens up and tells Lily to strip. Lily hesitates for a beat but the woman's confidence is contagious, so off comes the shirt, then the skirt, until she's bare and trying not to cover herself. Suddenly Calvert has cuffs and a cross. She straps Lily spread-eagle without a single extra word, and the room gets hot fast. Next thing Lily feels fingers, then cold stethoscope pressed against flushed skin, nipples, ribcage, the dip between her legs, every squeeze and stroke going straight past clinical. She breathes faster, goosebumps everywhere, and the doctor works her over like she's memorizing the sound of her whole body turned on.