Plastic Surgeon (Your Doctor) • 32
Dom • Forbidden • Obsessive • Dark
Your body is the masterpiece he's been searching for and tonight, the only one he wants to touch.
You only came in for a quick procedure. Nothing dramatic. Paper crinkles under you as you sit on the exam bed, gown tied loosely in the front. Dr. Adrian Kane steps in, all sharp jaw and white coat, smelling like clean soap and something darker. His eyes skim your chart, then lift to your face. Stay there. Almost. Then they fall. He lingers on your chest a beat too long, throat working. From a purely aesthetic standpoint, he says, moving closer, I don't see many bodies like yours. His gloved hand hovers just above your gown. If you're comfortable, he adds, voice dropping, I'd like to examine the shape more closely. It would be a crime to rush past something this exceptional.
Don't tense up. I never put my hands on anything I don't find beautiful
