Quadruplets Make Six

I had an idea of what he was going to do next, and I was bracing for the sensations I had read about.

“Are you okay?” he asked.

“Yes,” I said breathlessly. “Just fine.”

I felt his lips descend to my pussy and a shot of electricity jolted my abs. His hands slid my legs on top of his shoulders as my heels dug into his back. His tongue darted out, lapping at my pussy as my hands curled into the sheets.

It was more than I could’ve ever imagined. Involuntary moans were pouring from my lips as his tongue flicked my clit. My heels dug into the sinewy strength of his back as his arms kept me positioned right where he wanted me. His tongue pressed into me as he lapped me up, swallowing down my juices. My hips were rolling into him, bucking against his beard as fire burned through my veins.

“Travis. Oh my gosh. What… I don’t… oh shit.”

I had no control over anything. I didn’t know what I was saying, I didn’t know what I was doing, and I didn’t know how I was feeling. All I knew was that stars were bursting in my vision and my toes were curling. My back was arching off the mattress and Travis was holding onto me tighter than ever. My pussy burned, spreading a tightening ache all around my body. My jaw dropped and a groan shot out from my throat, filling the caverns of his bedroom as my pussy contracted time and time again.

Travis moaned into me, his tongue lapping thick strokes of my slit as I shook against his face.

I came down from my high, crashing to the mattress as Travis pulled away from me. He kissed up my body, leaving a wet trail straggling behind with his beard. He hovered above me, my eyes glassy with pleasure as he grinned down at me.

In a fit of passion, I grabbed his hair and pulled him down to me, tasting myself on his skin as I kissed him.

His arms wrapped around me and pulled me from the bed. He sat me in his lap, his massive cock dripping against my skin. I could feel him against my stomach, pulsing with need as my hands ran through his hair. It was much longer than I remembered. It cascaded almost down to his shoulders.

“Was your hair this long before?” I asked breathlessly.

Travis chuckled into my lips before he pulled back.

“I had it up in a bun,” he said.

“My father would hate that,” I said with a giggle.

“Good, because I can’t honestly say I’m a fan of the man.”

I looked down at Tra

vis’ cock one last time and shook my head. It really was big, and I wasn’t sure if it would fit inside of me. I felt my body trembling at the idea as my hands slid down Travis’ chest, but then I felt his finger crook underneath my chin.

He pulled my gaze up to his as a tear leaked out of my eye.

“Not tonight,” he said. “You’ve experienced enough.”

“But you haven’t-”

“It’s fine,” he said. “I’ll survive.”

“No, no. I mean, there’s something I do what to try. I just… it’s not-”

“I know,” he said. “And it’s okay. What is it you want to try?”

I suddenly felt like I was put underneath a spotlight as my cheeks flushed.

“I’ve never been asked that question before,” I said breathlessly.

Travis dipped his lips down to mine and kissed me sweetly, pulling a moan from me before he cupped the back of my neck.

“Tell me what you want,” he said.

My jaw was trembling as our foreheads connected. We were breathing one another’s air, my body seated in his naked lap. I had never felt so vulnerable yet so protected in my entire life. I felt beautiful and wanted as I shook with the aftershocks of my pleasure. I smiled, burying my face into his neck as he held me close to him. He was so warm and so inviting, and I was embarrassed to ask him for what I wanted.

But I knew I had to. If I was going to make a life for myself, I had to get used to telling people what I wanted.