Paddled Raw By The Lady Doctor: A Filthy Victorian Femdom Medical Romance

I swore no patient would ever see past my white coat to the needs I bury beneath it. Quincy Innes changed that the moment he revealed the scar along his collarbone and met my gaze without flinching.

The deed to my family's practice depends on the stern control I have maintained for years. But the leather strap in my strong hands and the narrow space beside the examination table now test every limit I placed on myself and him, threatening the self-respect I built by never letting anyone close.

I order him to lean forward over the table and he obeys without a word. How far I will go is the only thing in this room I do not control. He could put on his coat and leave. He never does.