Chapter 2: Something Stuck Inside
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Updated : Sep 18th, 2025
Melissa's look got me all hot and bothered. From the look on her face, did her dildo let her down, so she came to me?
"Melissa, don't panic. Just tell me what's wrong. I think of you as my sister. If you're in a bind, say the word and I'll help you." I took her hand. The smooth, soft feel of her skin sent my mind racing. What a knockout.
I forced down the dirty thoughts and kept a straight face. My mind raced ahead, figuring out how to get her into bed and finally do what I'd been dying to do for days.
Tears welled in Melissa's eyes. She nodded, visibly moved, and whispered, "Gideon, I'm telling you because I trust you. You have to promise me, you can't tell anyone."
Her cheeks flushed apple-red, maddeningly pretty. A soft, feminine smell hung in the air. I swallowed hard, drew a long breath to steady myself, and tried to make myself sound reassuring.
"Melissa, do I look like the kind of man who would sell someone out? Whatever you tell me tonight, I swear I won't breathe a word."
Melissa tightened her grip on my hand. Then, she bit her lip and said, "Gideon, I... When I was using the dildo, I pushed it in too far, and now it's stuck. What do I do? I can't get it out."
As she spoke, she lifted the hem of her nightdress a fraction. In the dim light, her skin glowed like polished jade, smooth as the finest silk.
My mind went blank. All I could see were Melissa's pale thighs, my eyes creeping higher, hungry for a glimpse of more. Heat flooded my body. I shifted my stance to hide it, my self-control stretched thin.
Her eyes were misty, her cheeks blooming the color of a late sunset. I remembered the package that showed up yesterday. The dildo was stuck inside her.
A sex toy jammed so deep it wouldn't come out. Just how wild had she been fooling around?
"Melissa, don't worry. Once I get it out, you'll be fine." I tried to comfort her, even as I couldn't stop staring down there.
"Get it out? But it's so late, and Rosebury's far. How are we supposed to get it out tonight?" Her face tightened with panic, as if she might cry. "Gideon, you have to help me think of a way."
There were plenty of ways. My gaze wandered over her lithe body, and a wicked thought surfaced. This was too good to pass up. If I let this go, what kind of man would that make me?
I put on a serious face and said, "Melissa, if we don't take it out soon, by morning it could be serious enough to need surgery. If you try to pull it out yourself and hurt yourself down there, it could make it harder to get pregnant later."
At that, all the color drained from Melissa's face. She clutched my arm and choked, "Gideon, I'm begging you, help me. Billy doesn't know about this. If he finds out, he'll kill me."
Something soft and full pressed against my arm through the thin fabric. My mind emptied to a single, pulsing thought.
I was surprised she said Billy would kill her, but with beauty this close, I didn't dwell on it.
"Gideon, can you help me get it out? You're the only doctor here." Melissa's words came out in fits and starts. She knew she was asking too much, but she had no other choice, so she forced herself to plead.
That request played right into my hands.
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