Page 32 of Silver Fox's Twin Surprise

His nearness overwhelmed my better senses. I needed him more than he knew, probably as much as he needed me but hadn't been able to tell me. Being so close to him again made me feel weak, like if I didn't get closer to him, feel him against my body, I wouldn't ever feel whole again.

"I miss you so much," I told him as I kissed him again. Each kiss was a plea, a desperation to fix this for him, for us, to undo our arguments and his stress, and my worries, and make it all go back to normal so I could feel whole and we could move on. I kissed him harder, pulling him down against my mouth with such force our teeth clashed.

Cole got greedy too, pulling me against his body and crushing his lips against mine. It was like we forgot where we were or what we were doing. Like our separation had only made our need for each other grow stronger by the day until now, the detonation looming on the horizon would meld our souls together forever.

I couldn't pull away, couldn't catch my breath. I slid my hands down his neck to his shoulders and used the leverage to push him toward his desk. He moved willingly, though he was stronger and could've resisted, and I found myself on the edge of the solid oak, legs spread so he could stand between my knees.

"Here and now?" he asked cautiously, and I nodded before kissing him again.

"I need you. Don't make me wait." My begging fueled the fire, and he didn't disappoint.

His hands found the hem of my scrub top, lifting it up and over my head before discarding it on the floor. His eyes raked over me, and I couldn't help but blush. It had been a while since my body had been appreciated like this.

"You're beautiful," he said quietly, his voice full of amazement as he unhooked my bra and removed that too. My nipples hardened in the cooler air, craving his touch.

Cole lowered his head, kissing down my neck, sending shivers through me. His hand moved between my legs, brushing across my wetness and proving just how much I ached for him. He groaned against my skin as his fingers teased me through the thin fabric of my scrub bottoms and panties.

"I need you, too," he growled, his voice rough with desire.

Cole's words sent a delicious warmth coiling in my belly, and I whimpered in anticipation. He had me on the edge of my seat, literally and figuratively, and I couldn't stand it any longer. I reached for his scrubs, desperate to rid him of them as well. His hands were just as impatient as mine, and together we managed to undress each other in a flurry of fabric and frantic gasps.

Cole picked me up, hands under my thighs, and I wrapped my legs around his waist. He sat me back on the desk, not stopping his kisses as he stepped between my legs. I guided him to where I needed him most, and with one deep, satisfying thrust, he filled me. Any other time, I’d have asked him for a condom, but he was so into it, and I knew the worst had already been done. I was already pregnant with his babies and he didn’t even know it. I let him slide into me and just enjoyed the sensation of his skin gliding into mine.

“My God, you have no idea how badly I’ve needed you. Don’t ever do this again. We belong together.” His growls against the skin of my neck as he nipped and sucked made me shudder and cling to him. His hands gripped my hips, then one slid up to cup my breast. He kneaded it and tweaked my nipple, and I gasped as I hooked my ankles behind his waist and pulled him in deeper.

“My God, baby, I’m so sorry. I’m so very sorry.” All I could do was apologize for not being there for him when he needed me most. I felt like the worst girlfriend in the world. I’d let his bad mood push me away and I never stopped to ask why he was so upset.

“Mmm,” he moaned on my shoulder, then he sank his teeth in as he kept thrusting. His dick felt amazing, like I hadn’t had sex in years, and I was already on the edge. He’d always known just how to make me come, and apparently, that hadn’t changed.

“Cole, I love you so much.” It came out as a whimper and a moan as he picked up his pace. His hips slammed into mine with a force I didn’t know he was capable of. The action made my coil unravel in delicious waves, and I spasmed and clamped down around him as he thrust his dick into me over and over.

My fingernails dug into his skin. I bit down on his chest to stifle my moans, and his hands pulled me harder onto his dick so it hit my back wall and made me jolt. The orgasm was incredible, and I never wanted it to end.

Cole picked me up and sat down in his chair, not even breaking the kiss between our lips. He continued to thrust as he relaxed backward and arched into me. His dick felt so good inside me, and I knew I’d miss it when he did pull out.

“Cole,” I whispered into his ear, and I heard him grunting. His body shuddered, his cock pulsed, and I knew he was coming. He buried his face in my neck and groaned as I felt his warmth fill me up.

When his thrusts slowed, his lips claimed mine again. I was late for my shift, dripping with his cum, and wanting to cling to him. We had a lot to talk about, but something told me we were going to be okay.

"I have to go to work…" I said regretfully.

"Call me. Please…" He sat up, kissing my chest softly, and I breathed in his scent. "I want to see you tonight."

"I will." I reluctantly tore myself away from him and used tissues from his desk to clean myself up. We both dressed and made plans to talk later that evening on my dinner break, and maybe if I wasn't too exhausted, I'd go to his house tonight. And then I slipped out.

What was good news for me was bad news for him. I wasn't sure what to think of that, but I knew we would figure it out together. At least I knew what he was going through now, and it gave me the patience I felt I needed to keep my secret a bit longer. The lawsuit wouldn't last forever, and maybe this was a sign thatkeeping my secret wasn't a horrible thing. Maybe we'd make it after all.

25

COLE

Rose walked out of my office, and I sank behind my desk. The way she swept into my presence and took me by surprise literally changed my entire perspective on things. My hand trembled as I reached for my bottle of soda to have a drink. I had a few more things to finish up here at work before heading home, but reuniting with her had made my day.

We had a short discussion, limited because she was starting her shift, and I felt a lot better about things. She told me she'd heard about the lawsuit and she felt bad for not understanding. It was my fault. I hadn't been open or honest with her, and I never gave her a chance to be understanding or supportive. I had underestimated her ability to see me in a good light. I thought she'd be judgmental, and I realized how judgmental that was of me to think that.

Despite the lawsuit and the tremors, I sat there with a stupid grin on my face. Rose Williams was really the most amazing thing to happen to me in the longest time, and I was an idiot for ever thinking otherwise. Yes, she had seemed guarded, but I knew we were taking a huge risk by even being alone in my officetogether, let alone having sex at work while we were on the clock. I knew people had been fired for less, so I tried not to read too much into it. If she wasn't going to hold my bad attitude against me, I wasn’t going to hold her standoffish behavior against her.

I walked out of my office to finish a few last patient checks with a bounce in my step. She would never be able to understand how much it meant for her to be in my corner. She didn't even know all the facts, but she fully supported me and promised it wasn't something that would separate us. There was still a bit of anxiety rolling around inside my head over the hand tremors and what she'd think, but I tried to push that away. Thinking of that made me worry about my future again, and I wanted to stay in my happy place.

---