Page 38 of The Doctor's Twins

“Well, that’s just tough. I’m ready to learn, so the world better watch its ass.”

“Spoken like a true newbie,” I laughed.

Once inside the dojo, Peyton removed her sweatpants. She wore tights underneath. I nearly swallowed my tongue when I saw the perfect curves of her backside. She’d always been in scrubs or loose-fitting jeans. There wasn’t much hiding one’s figure in tights.

“Ready?” I asked as she moved onto the mat.

“Ready.”

I showed her the basics of how to stand and block blows first.

“Well, this seems fairly straightforward. What? No wax on wax off?” she smirked.

“You’ll get there,” I grinned and swept her legs out from under her.

Peyton went down like a sack of potatoes. Flat on her back.

“Hey! That was mean. I wasn’t ready,” she laughed.

I reached out to help her up, but Peyton had other ideas. She swiped at my legs as soon as she had a grip on my hand. I wasn’t expecting it, plus I was cracking up, so I stumbled and fell halfway on top of her.

Peyton thought it was the funniest.

“Please. I’ve got the measure of this karate thing without breaking a sweat,” she laughed.

“Oh, really? Let’s see you get out of this?” I teased and held her hands above her head.

“Okay. That’s dirty play,” she said, staring into my eyes.

“I could let you go, of course. But you don’t know the magic word, do you?”

I was so hard by now it was uncomfortable. Peyton’s hair smelled so damn good, and her skin felt smooth and warm under mine.

“Open sesame?’” she grinned.

“Nope,” I said and brought my face closer to hers. “Try again.”

“Hocus pocus?”

“Wrong again,” I said, my breathing racing as I stopped just short of our lips touching.

She opened her mouth to speak again, but I stopped her by placing my lips over hers. I kissed her passionately, shifting my body slightly so that she could feel my erection against her thigh.

I expected Peyton to resist me or push me away, but she didn’t. I knew enough about body language to know that she wanted me just as much as I wanted her, so I let go of her wrists and ran my hands down her sides. She broke out in goosebumps.

Peyton’s nipples were hard under her crop top. I couldn’t resist them, so I slipped my hand under the top and moved her breast free before I took the nipple into my mouth.

Peyton moaned as I did so. We were breathing hard now. I slipped my hand down the inside of her thigh and back up again. She quivered at my touch which only made me more determined to get her naked.

“You are so sexy,” I whispered and slid my hand into her pants.

Her core was swollen, warm, and wet. Peyton moaned as I moved my fingers around her clit, massaging every inch of her gently, then a little faster. She moved her hips up and down to meet my fingers, hungry for release.

I stopped suddenly and pulled off her pants. Peyton opened her legs to allow me easy access to her womanly perfection. I covered her with my mouth, sucking hungrily, darting my tongue in and out of her swollen core.

There was a raw urgency to her that sent my head into a tailspin. I’d expected her to fight me, but instead, she pulled me in, deeper, harder.

I couldn’t wait anymore, so I pulled myself free from my pants. My hungry lover grasped at my hard cock and stroked it passionately. She played her fingers over the tip of my penis and teased me until I thought I would explode into a thousand pieces.

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