Page 60 of The Doctor's Twins

I had goosebumps all over, and my nipples were hard as granite in anticipation of his touch.

“I want you naked,” he moaned and started to undress me.

I was dizzy with desire as he removed my clothes. Every touch of his hands sent a thrilling sensation into my core. Ben was gentle, careful not to hurt my arm or my ribs, which were still bruised from the impact.

My lover removed his clothes while I lay on my back on the bed, watching every move that he made.

“You are so sexy, Ben,” I smiled.

“You ain’t seen nothing yet, my dear,” he said with a smirk and pulled me gently to the foot of the bed, so my bottom was close to the edge.

My desire kicked up a good few notches at the thought of what he was about to do to me. The hair on my neck stood up as Ben kneeled at the foot of the bed.

I closed my eyes in anticipation. My lover guided my ankles onto the bed, positioning me perfectly so that he would have easy access to my wet, swollen core. For the first time since we’d first made love, I surrendered not only my body but also my soul to the man who had so patiently opened up my heart again to love.

With his tongue, Ben tasted and teased me, and when I thought I couldn’t possibly be any more aroused, he took me higher. My body quivered as he sucked, licked, and played.

“Tell me you want me,” he whispered when I thought I couldn’t take anymore.

“I want you, Ben,” I offered without an ounce of doubt.

That was when he lay on top of me and drove excitedly into me. The sensation brought me immediately to an explosive orgasm. I moaned and gasped excitedly as I rode the waves of ecstasy. On and on went my climax. Unending, heavy with pleasure.

Ben moved inside of me, faster, harder, until his orgasm exploded into my being.

“I love you, Peyton,” he said again, his breath still racing with excitement.

“I love you, Ben.”

This time, I truly understood what the words meant. I was truly in love.

* * *

“My family is excited about meeting you,” Ben said one afternoon. “I thought we could have them over for lunch on Sunday. Would you be okay with that?”

“Hhm, meeting the parents. What if they don’t like me?” I asked, genuinely nervous.

“Well, in that case, I’ll miss them terribly,” he laughed.

“Come on, Ben. I’m serious.”

“My love, how can someone so incredible be so insecure? My family will love you, as I do.”

“It’s not insecurity, Ben. I don't know if they will want me around you when they find out about my past. And I wouldn’t blame them either.”

“Then, let’s not tell them. Okay?”

“And lie?”

“It’s not lying. There’s no sense in telling my family and worrying them unnecessarily.”

“Thank you, my love,” I said and pulled Ben in for a long embrace.

Living with him was amazing. He brought me coffee every morning and shared the cooking duties with me. Ben never drank too much, and heneverhad an unkind word for me. I was honestly the happiest I’d ever been.

“Okay, so I’ll tell them this Sunday. We’ll have a barbecue.”

“Great. I’ll make a cheesecake.”

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