Put Your Cock Inside and Stir to Relieve My Pain, My Gynecologist! novel · Chapter 2 of 24

Chapter 2: Hop Onto the Desk

Ezra examines her in his office, finds the spasm and releases it with one finger, and she comes for the first time with someone else, until Preston knocks.

I did not move.

Ezra waited. He did not tell me again.

"This is a gynecologist's office," he said. "People undress in it every day. Nothing is going to happen here that you don't want."

"I want it," I said, before I could stop myself.

His eyes flicked up. Then he crossed the room and turned the key in his door. The lock in this room worked.

I slid my underwear down my legs and held them in my fist.

He took them gently out of my hand and laid them on the chair.

"Up."

I climbed onto his desk. The wood was cool under the backs of my thighs, and a stack of charts slid sideways.

"Lie back."

I lay back and stared at the ceiling tiles and tried to count them.

I heard the snap of gloves.

"Knees apart," he said. "Feet on the edge."

I let them fall open. Cold air touched me everywhere I was wet.

He was quiet for a moment. I could feel him looking.

"You're soaked, Brynn," he said.

"I told you."

"You did." His voice was even. "Now tell me when I touch something that hurts."

He started at my stomach.

His palm pressed low and slow, then moved to the crease of my hip, then the inside of my thigh.

His hand was warm through the latex.

"Here?"

"No."

"Here?"

"That's just..." I breathed out. "That's fine."

His thumb slid along the fold of my thigh and stopped a breath away from where I needed it most.

"Tell me about this one," he said, and touched my clit.

I made a sound I had never made in front of another person.

"It's so sensitive," I said. "It hurts when it gets like this."

"Good. Keep telling me."

He circled it once, slowly, and my hips came off the desk.

"Stay down."

I stayed down.

"Now breathe in for me. Out, slowly. Don't clench."

"I can't help it."

"You can. Let go on the exhale."

His fingertip slid lower and rested at my entrance.

Everything in me tightened.

"There," he said quietly. "That's what your body does when it thinks something is going to hurt. It braces before anything touches it."

"Is that why Preston..."

"That's why," Ezra said. "It has nothing to do with being broken."

He pushed one finger in.

I gasped. It was the first time anyone but me had been inside me.

It burned a little, then it didn't.

"Good girl," he murmured. "Just breathe."

My walls clamped on him, hard.

"Look at that," he said. "You're strangling me."

"Sorry."

"Don't be sorry. I want to feel exactly what it does."

He curled his finger and pressed, firm and unhurried, against a place high on the inside wall.

The cramp rose to meet him.

It was the same one that had folded me over the counter that morning. My whole pelvis locked, and tears sprang to my eyes.

"Ezra."

"I know. Stay with me." His other hand settled flat on my belly. "Out. Slowly. Out."

I breathed out.

He held the pressure. He did not move. His thumb found my clit again and rubbed it in tiny circles.

"Let it go for me, Brynn."

I tried.

Something deep in me let go. I felt it, a slow release that spread through my hips and down my thighs.

The pain ran out of me.

I stared at him in shock.

"It's gone," I said.

"Not gone. Loose." His voice was rougher now. "Feel that? That's what a relaxed muscle feels like."

I felt it.

I also felt the rest of it, all at once.

His finger was inside me and his thumb was on my clit.

The pleasure was so big it swallowed everything else.

"Oh God."

"That's it."

"I'm going to..."

"Then do it."

He pressed again, and I came.

It rolled through me in long hard waves, and I clapped my hand over my mouth.

My thighs shook around his wrist.

His finger stayed where it was and felt every pulse.

When it finally ended I lay there gasping, with tears running into my hair.

It was the first time in my life I had come with someone else in the room.

Ezra eased his finger out and peeled off the glove.

He dropped it in the bin. He did not look at me for a moment.

His jaw was tight. His chest rose and fell too fast for a man who was only doing his job.

"How is the pain?" he asked.

"Gone." I laughed shakily. "Completely gone. Ezra, how..."

"The muscle was guarding," he said.

He picked up my underwear from the chair and held it out without meeting my eyes.

"It needed to be told it was safe. A toy can't do that. It only forces the issue."

I sat up on the desk and took them.

"So the toy was never going to fix it."

"No."

"Then what will?"

He finally looked at me.

It was not a doctor's look.

His eyes were black, and his knuckles were white on the edge of the desk.

"I'll tell you what comes next," he started.

Someone knocked on the door.

Then the handle rattled, and a voice I knew very well said, "Brynn? I know you're in there."

It was Preston.

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