She'd dreamt about this for ages …. like, literally years. And now the moment was here, she couldn't quite believe it. He'd only just unbuttoned her little cotton top and already she could feel her heart pounding…...

He put the earpieces in his ears and placed the diaphragm on her chest, directly on her sternum - steadily gazing into her eyes as he did so. OMG, she thought - the sensation of a man like him listening to her heart almost too much to bear - I'm either going to faint or just literally explode……

He sensed her excitement, and placed a reassuring hand on her shoulder. He moved the diaphragm to just inside her bra, his warm hand lightly brushing her boob as he did so. She couldn't help but give a little involuntary shiver as her whole chest began to tingle …

He kept the diaphragm on her chest as he leant forward and softly kissed her neck, the fingers of his other hand pressed lightly on her carotid pulse. She could sense the rush of blood through her artery throbbing against his fingers, and let out a quiet moan of pleasure ….

After a few more minutes of quiet stething, he slid her top off, unfastened her bra and pushed her gently back on the bed. He carefully palpated her apex beat, his big strong hand pushed firmly against her tiny frame. She could sense from his quickened breathing that he was enjoying this nearly as much as she was…..

The ECG pads were next, his experienced hands skilfully sticking them at various points on her naked chest and attaching the leads. He flicked the switch and the monitor sprung into life - 102 beeps per minute reverberating around his bedroom….

He gently tied her hands to the bedposts with the scarves already laying on the bed-side table. She suddenly felt completely vulnerable - totally powerless and at his mercy to do with as he pleased ….. she'd never felt more content, or more aroused ….

His expert hands caressed every inch of her torso …. her waist, her stomach, her breasts, her shoulders, her neck. His eyes would stray over to the monitor every now and then, eager to see what effect his touch was having on her heart ……. a massive effect, she thought, judging by the ever-accelerating beeps of the ecg machine.

She glanced down at her chest, her skin starting to glisten with beads of arousal-induced sweat. She'd always had quite a visible heartbeat, but never like this - her left breast was rhythmically juddering with the massive vibration in her ribs beneath. He'd noticed it too, and bent down to kiss that exact spot, the thumping of her heart literally pounding against his lips…..

He climbed on the bed and sat astride her, the hardness in his jeans pushing against the softness of her stomach. He clenched his fist and thumped her hard, right on her sternum between her breasts….. there was a couple of seconds silence as the ecg beeps stopped momentarily, the sinus rhythm of her heart temporarily interrupted by the force of his hand striking her chest ….. before returning once again to a rapid thumping ...

It hurt - and she loved it. Feeling his strong hand thump her little chest sent her level of arousal through the roof ….. she began to grind her hips against him, and her heart began to flutter badly. The sound of deep stuttering palpitations emanated from the monitor, and he eagerly pressed his ear hard against her soft chest to hear first-hand her heart stumbling under the effect of such huge sexual stimulation…

He thumped her chest again and again - each time sending her heart into a tiny mini-arrest before kicking violently back into rhythm. God she wanted him so bad. She looked up at his 6ft frame - his broad shoulders, muscular chest, strong tattooed arms …… “Please, I need you ….. now” she whispered, almost crying from the longing she felt.......

He didn't need asking twice ….. he deftly slid her skirt and stockings down her legs and over her feet, pulled down his trousers and entered her …. “Let's see how fast that little heart of yours can really go…. “ he said, smiling down at her, stethoscope at the ready ...