Four Steps (Four)

Lennox is on the floor, on a knee next to Lincoln. I set my wine on the end table and touch their cheeks, Lincoln’s with my right hand and Lennox’s with my left. They’re such beautiful men, and so caring. Behind them, Barrett and Bronson are smiling down at the scene, pleased to see me connecting with their younger brothers.

“I’m not ready to make promises,” I say finally, “but I do love you — all of you — and I’d like to give things a try.”

When Lennox and Lincoln move in at the same time and nearly bump into each other, Lincoln moves aside to let his twin reach me first. Lennox nearly tackles me like a puppy, pushing me against the back of the chair with the force of his passionate kiss.

A few more tears fall because I can feel his happiness and relief in the way he’s kissing me. I allow myself to match his joy as I wrap my arms around him and think about what it means to be his, and all of theirs. Desire quickly overtakes all of the other things we’re feeling, but after one final lust-filled kiss, Lennox pulls back, mindful that his brothers are waiting.

Lincoln moves in immediately, his taste so similar to his twin’s, but his movements unique. He cradles my head with his palm at the base of my skull, and makes me feel utterly supported and cared for as his mouth tastes mine.

When Lincoln releases me, I stand to meet the older twins halfway. They wrap me into a sandwich that’s even better than Barrett’s grilled cheese, and surround me with hugs, kisses, caresses, and whispers of devotion.

“Stay the night, Caz?” Bronson asks, his voice a deep rumble as he pauses while kissing my shoulder.

When I nod and murmur my agreement, Barrett says, “Good. We need to start making up for lost time.”

“Didn’t you start a couple of nights ago?” I tease.

Barrett shakes his head. “Get ready for some next-level lovemaking.”

I laugh even as I swallow a lump in my throat. Next level? Being with four men in one night was a pretty big adjustment for me, emphasis on big.

I’m expecting to head upstairs like before, but Barrett and Bronson continue touching me and kissing me, as Lennox and Lincoln join in. The four of them slowly remove my clothes, exploring each area of skin that’s exposed with their mouths and tongues, until eventually I’m standing naked on their living room floor, surrounded by the four of them.

They continue to touch my body as I remove all of their clothes little by little, doing an item at a time, switching from man to man. Despite our previous nights together, their bodies still fascinate and surprise me, and I take my time to appreciate their thick muscles and their hard angles, and find different areas on each of them where they particularly like to be touched.

When I finally slide the last brother’s briefs off his hips and his glorious cock springs out, my body shivers with the thrill of being surrounded by four perfect, naked masculine bodies.

Lennox must notice my trembling and misinterpret it, because he immediately steps behind me and wraps himself around me, rubbing my arms with his big hands to create warmth. The hard length of him pressed against my backside instantly heats me up from inside, and my pussy, already wet, starts to drip with anticipation.

Barrett disappears for a moment to return with a stack of blankets, which he spreads out on the floor. Lennox sits down with his back against the couch, and helps me settle between his legs, my back against his broad chest, and my legs stretched out in front of us.

His cock is hard against my lower back and if he weren’t still hugging my upper body and effectively holding me in place, I’d lift up and sink down on him, because I’m so ready for him — for all of them.

Instead, Lincoln kneels at my feet and slowly spreads me open, sliding his hands up my legs to my inner thighs. “You have such a pretty pussy, Caz,” he says, his eyes flicking up to meet mine for only a moment before returning to gaze between my legs. “So wet too,” he says, his thumbs parting my folds.

“Make her come, Linc,” Lennox says. With his arms folded under my breasts, he squeezes them together and flicks at my hardened nipples with his thumbs. I let my head fall back onto his shoulder and he kisses my neck, sucking at the delicate skin, sending sparks of sensation through my entire body.

Meanwhile, Lincoln’s tongue strokes over my clit, gently and slowly at first, before gradually building speed and pressure. All of my pleasure centers go into high-speed production as my body floods with delicious sensation.