It’s been so long since we kissed on the lips. Since that night as a matter of fact. A peck on the cheek here and there and he’s kissed the top of my head some, but not the lips and suddenly the fire rips through me as it always had before.
His hand runs up to cup my neck and his tongue pushes into my mouth. I can hardly think as he moves me back until the wall stops us. My arms wrap around him and hold him to me. I never want to let him go.
Our bodies mash together as he pushes his body as close to mine as he can get. Heat fills me and I ache for him, but we can’t do that just yet, it’s one more week before I get cleared for any of that kind of activity.
Slowly he eases up his hard kiss and my heart seems to be healing after its break. His lips leave mine pulsing and he rests his forehead on mine. “I really needed that,” he says in a ragged breath.
“Me too,” I whisper. “Let’s not wait that long to do that again.”
“I won’t,” he says then wraps his arm around my waist and pulls me to his side then we walk down the hallway and out the doors to get Max’s head screwed back on right.
Max
Cake smiles like a crazy person as she turns my chair around and I see a man I’ve never seen before. It’s me, but a more mature looking me.
“I’m gonna miss those long locks of silkiness between my fingers,” Lexi says as she gets up and stands behind me. “You’re still sexy as hell though.”
Cake laughs. “He’s still making my panties wet!”
Lexi smacks her on the arm. “Hey, back off! That’s my man.” Her arms run around my shoulders and she leans in and kisses my newly exposed neck. “I love you.”
I reach up and run my hand over her arm as our eyes meet in the mirror. “I love you too, princess. Thanks for making me do this. I feel better already.”
“Good, now let’s go get some lunch at an insanely expensive restaurant and have us some fun before the twins come home and we get saddled down with them.” Lexi steps back so Cake can remove the drape.
Cake says, “Oh, you two are about to smell like baby puke all the time and look like a couple of zombies as you’ll hardly get any sleep. How I remember those days.”
She surprises me as she pulls me into a hug. “Max, you take care of yourself.”
I hug her back. “Okay, I will.”
She squeezes me. “I mean it now!”
“Yes, ma’am!” I say as I laugh.
She lets me go and takes a step back. “Now I don’t know if you guys know this but I have five of them little rugrats, so if you have any questions, I’m only a phone call away.” She winks at me. “And, Max, let me tell you something about my third baby. That little monster was two and a half months early and scared me and my husband nearly to death. The boy is sixteen years old now. Not a thing wrong with him. He still scares us to death every now and then, but it ain’t from being sick or having anything wrong with him.”
“Really?” I ask. “How long did it take you to get over being afraid for him all the time?”
She takes my arm and leads me towards the door. “You never stop being afraid for your children, Max. It never ends, and that isn’t just the ones who start out scaring you, it goes for the ones born perfectly healthy as well. You just learn to live with that fear is all. You’ll get it, don’t worry, it happens to all parents.”
I turn and hug her one more time. “Thanks, Cake.”
Lexi waits by the door for me with a smile on her beautiful face. I walk up and take her by her already thin waist. “What are you smiling about? We’re going to be afraid for them the rest of our lives.”
“And when more come, we’ll have to be afraid for them too,” she answers with a giggle.
I run my hand over my newly shorn hair. “More! How will we ever make it through more of them?”
Cake laughs as the door closes behind us.
I hope she was just fucking with me!
Alexis
“She’s crying and I can’t get her to stop,” I say as I hold Zoey every which way I can think of, but she still screams as if I’m burning her with a hot poker.
Max gets out of his rocking chair which is next to mine in the neonatal unit. Zane is sleeping peacefully, so he places him on my shoulder and takes Zoey from me. I put my hand up to hold the tiny boy on my shoulder and watch as the moment her father touches her, Zoey stops crying and snuggles into his wide chest.
“Traitor,” I say as I look at the tiny pink bundle.
They are ounces away from coming home and we are supposed to be getting used to handling their still tiny bodies, which are appearing much more normal in size to me. Max is winning as usual. I’m an awkward mess, as usual.
“Tell me how you do that,” I whisper as I don’t want to wake Zane up.
Zoey’s eyes close, and she’s asleep. He speaks in a normal voice and it shocks me that he doesn’t wake her up. “You’re too nervous and she could feel that.”
“You know, ever since you got those diddly dang anti-depressants you’ve been on fire with these two.” I shake my head. “You really annoy me.”
He gives me a wink. “How about you, princess? Am I on fire with you?”
He’s horrible and I look around the room and see two of the nurses smiling at each other and I know they know what he’s talking about. I give him a stern look then roll my eyes towards the eavesdroppers.
A smile I earn and he blows a kiss at me. The rat!
My doctor said I was good to go a few days ago and we’ve made up for lost time. Though not quite as rough as I’d like to, but I can’t really complain. She put me on the pill and told me I had to stay on it for at least two years to be sure my body was really healthy enough to have another baby, or babies. This may sound crazy, but I know I want more.
It’s getting late and Max gets up and takes Zoey back to her little incubator. I try to get up while holding Zane on my shoulder and am stopped by one of the nurses. “Here you go, I got him for you, Mrs. Lane.” She takes him from me and turns just in time to nearly run into my husband. “Oh, sorry!”
He steps aside. “It was me who got in your way.” He runs his hand over Zane’s head. “See you tomorrow, buddy.”
I watch the nurse’s face light up. “You’re going to be the best father, Max.”
A green wave fills me and I begin to ride it as I stand up, but Max sees my face and grabs me quickly. “Let’s go, princess.”
I glare back at the nurse, but she’s oblivious to me. Our precious son she gazes at, and I know what she’s thinking. She’s thinking I’m a dumb person with no hope of ever taking care of my children and that Max is out of my league.
Well, guess what, lady! He picked me!
Max laughs as he pulls me into the hallway. “Wow! What the hell was that about, Lex?”
“You’re going to be the best father ever!” I roll my eyes. “What a bitch!”
“Yeah, I guess that was a pretty awful thing to say to me. I totally get it now,” he says as he drapes his arm around my shoulders. “Next thing you know she’ll say something really awful to me, like I have a beautiful wife and that I am so lucky, the horrible bitch she is!”
“You don’t get it, she was flirting with you. I see all of them and how they all look at you, like ‘what is he doing with her’, is their look. And what’s up with her calling you by your first name? They’ve been calling us Mr. and Mrs. Lane.”
“I think it was yesterday when I popped in after lunch and you were taking a nap that I told everyone to call me Max. So that’s why.” He opens the door and ushers me out to the Jag.
“Well, I don’t like that,” I say as I slide into the passenger seat.
He gets in the car and hands me my sunglasses. “Put those on so you can stop glaring already, hot head. Man those pills are already fucking with your hormones. What a jealous woman they’ve made you.”
“How can you blame my hormones?” I screech.
He holds his hands over his ears then looks at me. “I
guess because you’ve never made that particular noise before.”
Sitting back, I look out the window. I’ve never been on any kind of birth control before, maybe he’s right. Maybe I should just keep my mouth shut and that would be better until my body adjusts. “Sorry.”
His hand touches mine. “Don’t be. I should be more sensitive to your changes. I tell you what, let’s go buy something fabulous for the babies, and then go out to a nice dinner. I’m sure the babies will be coming home any day now and we want to be prepared.” He takes my hand and kisses the top of it and a calmness flows through me.
“Sounds good,” I say and lean my head back against the soft leather and try to relax.
Max
The phone call I’ve been waiting for since the twins were born has finally come and we can bring them home tomorrow. Lexi is already in bed and I was just down stairs getting her some ice cream and we were about to watch a movie, but I put the ice cream back in the freezer and my plans have changed.
We’re about to be very busy parents with little time for intimacy with each other, so I’m bringing some whipped cream and she can have me for her late night snack.
I open the door and find her reading a book as she lies in our king size bed. The pale blue comforter covering her, and a light pink, silk nightgown covers her back to normal size boobs.
I was hoping the fun size would stay around a little longer, but they didn’t.
She looks up. “What’s that and where’s my ice cream?”
After I close the door, I pull the T-shirt off over my head. “We have to take care of each other tonight.” I drop my pajama bottoms and her eyes go wide. “For tomorrow, our babies come home and we will be taking care of them.”
Her face lights up. “Are they really?”
I nod and shake the can of whipped cream. “So I thought you might like a little of what you asked for along with a lot of what you didn’t.”
“Oh my God, Max! Are we ready? I mean are we really ready? I know I’m no good with them, but you can help me, right?”
She seems to be starting to panic so I hurry to her and push her back against the pillow and shut her up with a deep, long, and completely wet kiss. The silky nightgown I begin to pull off her. I let her lips go only long enough to pull it over her head.
Her blue eyes sparkle as she smiles at me and I’m back to her luscious mouth. I grab the whipped cream and ease my kiss, pulling away a little I spray some in my mouth then kiss her again. She moans as I move my tongue into her mouth. Her hands flow over my hair and she grabs the small amount at the nape of my neck.
I may let it grow out just enough for her to grab hold of.
I push her back and pull my mouth from hers. A bit of cream I squirt around her nipple which is erect and ready to play. I lick it, then suck at her flesh, giving it little nips which make her arch up to me each time I do it.
A long trail I run down her stomach and lick it all away. She smiles as I look up at her. “I thought you brought that for me?”
I hold the can out to her. “You want some too?” Moving to lie down next to her, I hand her the can. “Be my guest.”
“Why thank you, you are quite the gentleman.” She gets on her knees and gets between my legs. Spraying a generous amount of the stuff on the tip of my super hard dick.
“That looks weird, like frozen cum,” I say and she giggles.
Her mouth glides over my cock and the cool of the cream and the heat of her mouth combine. “Mmmmm…,” she moans.
“You like that, baby?” I say as I watch her move her mouth up and down along my long, hard cock and get even harder.
I close my eyes and lie back as her mouth does things to me that make me feel unbelievable. Her strokes get faster and her fingers begin to massage my balls and she’s doing such a good job I’m about to lose it, but I don’t want to yet. “Stop! Come up here, princess. I want this to last and you’re about to make it end.”
With one long pull on my dick, she pulls her head up and smiles. “We don’t want that.”
She climbs on top of me and eases herself onto my dick and now it feels like home. My body loves hers. We fit perfectly together. I lift her up as I grab either side of her thin waist. Slowly I lift her up and down as she runs her hands all over my chest and stomach. “Faster,” she moans.
I move her faster and it just doesn’t seem like it is fast enough to suit her. “Harder,” she groans.
“Fuck it,” I say as I sit up and turn her over on her back. “Let’s get dirty, baby. This may be the last time we can make any noise for a while. Tell me how you want it and that’s how I’ll give it to you.”
Her eyes light up. “I want you to fuck me hard.”
I ram into her. “Like that?” I stop and ask.
The way her body moves up to mine makes me hot as hell as she whispers, “Just like that. I want you to fuck me just like that. Make me scream your name.”
I smile and nuzzle her neck as I pound into her. Soft kisses I leave on it at first, then her nails rake across my back and I bite her hard, making her scream and arch up.
Soft bites I make as I trail them over her soft flesh, down to her tight breast and I bite it hard as her vagina tightens around my thrusting dick. She screams as she comes, making us wetter than we were. “Max! Oh, God! Max! Don’t stop!”
I’m not about to stop. I pull out and flip her over, dragging her back to me by her waist. Her breath is coming in gasped waves. I ram into her again and her whole body quivers. “Max! Please, don’t…” I ease up a little as she screams and I find her body contracting like crazy as she comes hard, pulsing around my dick. Once she stops screaming, she moans, “God, don’t stop.”
I ram into her harder, amazed at how hard she’s orgasmed and still wants more. Harder I thrust into her as she continues to contact around me, making it hard to hold on. I slow a little and she pushes back against me to make it harder. “My ass wants to feel your powerful hand, Max.”
Small slaps I give it. “Stop teasing me!” she shouts.
I slap it hard and she screams at the top of her lungs and comes hard again, but this time I can tell she’s had enough as the top part of her body she lies down, leaving only her ass in the air. I let it go then, I’ve held it back so long I shudder as the juice shoots out of me and I find I’m being a lot louder than I usually am. “Fuck!” I shout as the orgasm makes me feel as if I’m falling apart.
Slow strokes I make until neither of us pulses anymore. Then I pull out of her and lie be her side. Stroking her long, blonde hair as she lies in front of me, I say, “I love you, Lexi. We’re going to be a real family. Tomorrow starts it all.”
“I love you, Max. I can’t wait to get them home with us,” she says, sleepily.
Alexis
Wailing fills the air as I sit on our bed and feel like joining them in their crying. Max is taking a shower, and I was left with two, peacefully sleeping babies, then one woke up and he woke up his sister. Now I’m panicking.
Neither wants their bottles, neither wants me to hold them. Neither have messy diapers, so I just don’t know what in the world these two little screamers want from me. And it’s making me mad that the minute Max comes in here, he’ll get them all squared away.
I’m their mother, for goodness sakes!
“Come on guys, please stop crying and tell me what you want.” I run my hands over each of their little bellies and make a shushing sound.
Wow! They both turned it up a notch as I made that sound!
“Hey, you guys should stop crying.” I begin to hum a little, mostly to calm myself down. I’d like to start screaming and run out of the room while I’m pulling my hair out, but that seems inappropriate right now.
Softly I rub their bellies as I hum a little louder so they can hear me over their deafening shrieks. Zane stops crying and just sniffles and whimpers a bit. The redness is leaving his little face, making him cute again. A little louder I get, to see if Zoey wants to join in the famil
y unity Zane and I are having here.
I laugh a little as she looks at her brother and stops crying too, making little whimpers and her color starts to go back to normal. They look at each other for a minute then at the same time they look at me. I hum away and they stare at me and Zoey puts her tiny fist in her mouth as Zane gazes at me.
For some reason I find it the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen and tears start flowing out of my eyes as my two babies listen to me hum a tune I made up. “Momma loves you, twins,” I whisper.
“I win,” Max says as he comes into the room, running a towel over his short hair.
“You win what?” I ask, then continue to hum.
“The bet with Hilda.” He sits down next to me in his pajama bottoms. “She and I had a bet that you would be the first one to call the babies that. You said not to ever call them twins when you’re talking to them. Do you remember that?”
Humming away, I shake my head, but I do remember, I just don’t want to tell him that. He rolls his eyes, most likely knowing I’m bullshitting him. “I got them to stop crying,” I say in a sing song voice as the babies look at Max and then me.
Max reaches out and runs his hand over Zoey’s little head. “I can see that. I heard them screaming like you were trying to kill them, then they went quiet and for a second there, I was afraid you’d actually done it.” He laughs and I frown at him.
“Max! Don’t be ridiculous!” I stop humming and say. The babies seem content and look around everywhere. “It’s taking me a while I know, but I’ll get the hang of this being a mother thing.”
With a gentle kiss to my cheek, Max runs his arm around my shoulders and pulls me to him. “I know you will, baby. I have all the confidence in the world in you.”
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