Page 16 of Silver Fox's Twin Surprise

“Yeah… And on the counter, and on the couch…” I kissed her again hard, and she managed to shove my pants down. They slid down my legs and I stepped out of them as she pulled my shirt over my head. My cock stood erect, begging for her pussy, and I wondered how long I’d last.

“This is more than just sex, though… Right?” I hated that she felt insecure about that, so I paused and cupped her cheek. My eyes searched her expression. I never wanted her to feel like a toy.

“I’ll stop right now if you want. Rose, I want more than just sex with you. Meeting you was the best thing to happen to me in years.” Her eyes explored mine, and she guided my hand back to her clit. She was soaked. I was so horny.

“Then show me how grateful you are.” Her lips crushed against mine, and I growled low in my chest as I kissed her and bit her lip.

“Oh, I’ll show you grateful,” I whispered against her ear before picking her up and laying her down on the table. I spread her legs apart and lowered to my knees, diving into her folds. She tasted sweet like cream and salty like caramel. I groaned against her, my tongue lapping up every drop of her arousal.

Rose moaned, her nails digging into my shoulders as I continued to tease her mercilessly. I loved how wet she got for me and how she didn't try to hide it.

"Oh, God, I can't…" she whined.

“Yeah, come for me, Rose. Let me taste your sweetness,” I said against her core before sucking hard on her clit. Her back arched off the table and she gasped in pleasure. I slid a few fingers into her and teased her a little before I started thrusting. I loved the way she squirmed and moaned under me, all incoherent words and moans.

Rose's orgasm crashed through her like a tidal wave, and she grunted my name as her juices flooded my mouth. I didn’t stop, even when she was spent, until she pushed me away, gasping for air.

“Oh, God,” she panted, “I love the way you eat me.”

“Mm-hmm," I said, licking my fingers clean. "You taste delicious." I stood up and positioned myself at her entrance. "Now, are you ready for the main course?"

"Oh, fuck yes," Rose purred.

I slid into her wet heat slowly and steadily, savoring every single inch of her tightness. “You feel so good,” I groaned, burying myself deep inside her.

“I love the way you fill me,” she moaned. Her hands clung to my sides, nails digging into my flesh. I slid in and out of her with practiced ease. The rhythm I set was comfortable, and Rose rubbed her clit while I fucked her.

I got lost in her, kissing, groping, kneading her breasts. She panted and whimpered my name, driving herself toward climax again, and when she came undone around my dick, it was all I could do to hold off. No condom meant a risk, and we’d already done that once. The very instant I felt my balls drawing up, I pulled out, shooting wads of stringy white cum onto her stomach. She gripped my dick and stroked me, milking the last few drops out, before sitting up and grinning at me.

"I worked up an appetite, Doctor. Maybe you should feed me before my examination. I'm going to need a full checkup." She winked at me and grabbed the hand towel she'd used to clean my burn and wiped my cum off her stomach. Then she slid off the table, kissed me and licked her juices off my lips, and then picked up her clothing and walked toward the bathroom.

I didn't know what I did to deserve such a wild little minx, but I loved it. The sex, the comfort, the distraction—she was everything I could ever ask for and more. And going into the fight of my life, I needed that. I just had to make sure I helped her feel safe and told her a million times how I couldn’t do this without her.

Because I knew I couldn't. It was going to challenge me to my core.

14

ROSE

As I pulled the load of laundry out of the dryer into a basket, I could still hear Alana telling her boyfriend, Rick, how big of a mistake I was making. I scowled, though I hid it from her because I didn’t want her to get annoyed with me. She acted like she was my mother, but I knew it came from a place of fear.

Alana was convinced that I was going to blow it and lose my job. It had taken so long to secure this job in the city that paid well enough for me to help with rent. If I lost it, there was a good chance I'd have to go searching for something new, which would be an impossible task. I could get a million jobs, but none of them paid well enough to afford anything. Which meant I'd have to have two jobs, and getting two jobs that would work together to balance my hours would be difficult too.

I regretted telling her. I'd let it slip on Wednesday evening while we were watching TV. I sat beside her with a glass of wine while she and Rick were necking. When Cole messaged me something naughty about this weekend, I grinned at my phone and Alana asked what it was about. They all but pried it out of me. It waslike they had this magical ability to know what had happened and dog me about it.

I picked up the basket and carried it toward my bedroom. I had to pass by the living room and the couch where Alana sat on Rick's lap again, cuddling and talking. I wished Cole and I could do that, but I doubted very much that a wealthy, successful doctor would want to come to this tiny little apartment. Besides, he was old enough for a mortgage and I was struggling to get my life started. And the last thing I needed was Alana laying in on him about propriety and our age difference.

"I still can't believe you're going…" Her tone wasn't lecturing or nagging. It sounded more like disillusionment. She really thought Cole was just using me to get off, that he was just a player wanting nothing but sex from me. I'd never shake that idea from her mind. "Rose, you need to protect yourself. You don't know what sort of person he is."

"It's okay, Alana," Rick said, smirking at me. "Just let her screw up and lose her job. Then there will be room for me to move in. I can help pay rent."

I gritted my teeth instead of biting back, but he really pushed my buttons with that comment. I was actually nervous that it could be a reality, and the reminder made me want to lash out at him. I knew the anger wasn't my actual emotion. I was just afraid deep down and unsure about my choices.

"I'm not going to lose my job." I turned to face them, tamping my frustration down. "Cole is a sweet man, and I think we could really have something." The fact that Alana and I had only known each other a short time hadn't escaped my mind.

We gelled right away when I moved in, but maybe I was a fool to truly trust her. I knew she had her own fears and worries, but I felt like she wasn't thinking of how I'd feel in this situation. But she knew me only as well as I knew her, so I had to cut her some slack.

"I'm just saying, Rose. I know you come from a small town and stuff, so I just want you to be aware that not all men are wholesome or have your best interests at heart." The look of genuine concern made me nod politely, but it didn't stop the frustration.

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