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that big, slick shaft penetrating her. “No.”
    “Just relax,” the nurse said as she positioned the probe and then slid it inside.
    Avery couldn’t resist the urge to pinch her own nipples as the instrument invaded her pussy. Thick and hard, it stretched her to exquisite perfection. Just knowing it was an object rather than a human cock set her on fire. It felt so good. So smooth. The taboo nature of her need and desire to feel such an object inside her faded, until there was only this wonderful sensation of something incomparable being done to her. For her own good. Blood pumped hard and fast through her veins.
    The top half of the table, tilted up slightly, lifted her head at an angle that allowed her to see everything Nurse Lovette was doing. Darby made slow, deep thrusts that caused Avery to quake when the probe delved all the way inside. Harsh breaths escaped her lungs. She wanted to buck her hips, to beg Darby to fuck her with the instrument.
    Avery bit her bottom lip to stifle the request threatening to spill out. Eat me. Taste my pussy.
    All her life, she’d run from intimacy. Even with her husbands, she’d resented their needs, their masculine scents, the rough feel of their stubble and chest hairs raking her face and breasts when they moved over her. The stunning realization floored her.
    She gulped, staring at the beautiful blonde intent on what she was doing. Admiration glistened in the woman’s eyes as she gazed at Avery’s pussy.
    Avery had never been looked at like that before. With reverence. With understanding. “T-taste me,” she said, her voice but a hoarse whisper.
    Darby’s eyes met hers and then, slowly and deliberately, she leaned forward and pressed a kiss to Avery’s clit.
    Avery’s head fell back on the paper-covered table. Her thighs fell open even wider as the soft lips plied her swollen flesh. She ached to return the caresses, the kisses, wanting desperately to feel Darby’s silky, naked body in her arms.
    Still slowly thrusting the probe, Darby sucked at Avery’s clit and tickled it with the tip of her tongue. Avery wondered how it would feel to kiss her lover, to have that tongue exploring the inside of her mouth the way it teased over her pussy right now.
    Would she taste herself on Nurse Lovette’s lips? The urge to reach down and caress Darby’s hair proved too much and before she’d realized what she’d done, Avery had her fingers buried in the blonde tresses.
    A moan escaped Darby’s lips, the vibration of it sending shockwaves through Avery’s body. The probe disappeared and clattered into a drawer. Avery cried out when Darby’s soft hands pressed her thighs open wide. Both hands held Darby’s head as the already passion-charged moment transformed into something else—something magical. This was no longer a sterile appointment. This was raw sex and Avery wanted it. She wanted to be touched and kissed and caressed by this beautiful woman and in return, Avery wanted to taste and kiss her lover’s every hollow and crevice.
    The desire to be truly intimate with another shocked her in its intensity. She’d always kept the men in her life at arm’s length. This sensation was new and…devastating. For the first time, Avery sensed her own vulnerability.
    She could fall in love with Darby.
    Darby could break her heart.
    Avery watched through hooded lids as the pink tongue traced through her folds, as glossed lips parted to immediately close on her swollen clitoris. Fingers found their way inside her channel. One… Two…
    Avery trembled as the digits fueled the smoldering burn raging through her body. The sensations overwhelmed her. The flicking tongue and the thrusting fingers propelled her toward something unknown and wonderful. Darby’s impassioned breaths fanning the sensitive skin of her inner thighs ignited her.
    “Oh God!” She heard her ragged cry echo off the walls.
    Those soft, sweet lips suckled at her again, drawing her awareness down, down. Avery spun