have gone that would have been easier to get to.
Finally, they got to her office and she got the door unlocked without them being seen.
“On the desk, babe.” Ben started pulling off the undershirt he still wore with his tux pants.
Jess lifted herself onto the edge of her desk, pulling her shirt off and tossing it to the side.
“How do you manage to stay looking so great, without a spot of anything on your clothes after delivering twins ?”
Ben’s shirt landed on Jessica’s office chair. “I removed nineteen bolts embedded in a guy’s thigh, including the femoral artery, the other day and came out without a drop of blood on my pants. Twin babies are a piece of cake.”
Jessica laughed. “That’s the kind of romantic talk that always gets me going.” She draped her bra over her desk lamp.
“I have lots more stories like that,” Ben said.
“Oh, I know.” They worked side by side in the ER every day. Gruesome, bloody cases were what brought Ben down from the surgical floor.
“But I’d rather tell you how gorgeous you are,” he said, stepping close, shirtless, his pants unbuckled and unzipped, to cup her breasts.
“Well, okay, if you must. I guess I’ll put up with ‘you’re gorgeous’ instead of hearing about foreign objects embedded in human bodies.”
“You’re gorgeous. You’re amazing. I can’t get enough of you.” Ben dipped his knees and drew his tongue over and around her right nipple.
She groaned and held the back of his head, her fingers in his hair. “You’re gorgeous, you’re amazing and I can’t get enough of you either.”
Ben slipped her pants and panties off, letting them fall to the floor by his feet. He stroked his hands up her inner thighs, nudging her knees apart and stepping close.
“I love your skin, I love how hot and sweet you are when I slide into you.” His thumb brushed over her clit, then his middle finger slid deep.
She moaned. “I love how you touch me.”
“Put your heel up on the edge of the desk.”
Ooh, that sounded promising. Jessica started to lift her foot but she suddenly froze. Her stomach seemed to tilt and she had to take a deep breath.
“Jess?”
“Um…give me a second.”
“You okay?”
Yeah, she was okay. She was pregnant, but she was okay. She was also irritated by the term “morning sickness”. With Ava she’d been sick from about three p.m. ’til seven every evening. Looked like the second time around was going to be similar.
She breathed in through her nose, then out, carefully, through her mouth.
“Jess?” Ben took her chin between this thumb and forefinger.
This wasn’t the time to tell him the news. She wanted to make love to him. She was naked, he was halfway there. A few minutes from now would be fine.
She reached for his belt loops, pulling him close but as soon as she arched close, her stomach protested.
She groaned from the sick feeling and from frustration. She took another deep breath, then gave Ben a little smile. “Maybe we shouldn’t do this right now. You know, with the babies upstairs? With Dani and Sam so worried?”
Ben looked into her eyes. “You said you needed me. I care about Dani and Sam and the babies, but my main priority is you, Jess.”
She had to swallow against the tightness in her throat before she said, “I do need you.”
“Like this?” He bent and kissed her again, deep and long.
When he lifted his head, she nodded. “Yes.” She definitely wanted him like this. Needed to connect with him. “As close as possible.”
“We’re close even when we’re not together.”
“Yes, we are.” Jessica lifted her legs and wrapped them around Ben’s hips, linking her ankles. “But I like this closeness a lot .”
Except when her stomach pitched like that.
She knew she went green when Ben scooped the wastebasket off the floor by the desk and thrust it in front of her in time for her to give into her body’s other need.
After it was over, Ben stroked her hair back from her
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