Quadruplets Make Six

But we both knew what was coming. As I escorted her from the stadium and walked her back to my car, I knew what we were in for. My cock was already throbbing with the prospect of being within her body, and I white-knuckled the steering wheel the entire way back to her place. She always tried the innocent thing when we got to her door. Fiddling with her keys and tucking her hair behind her ear. It was cute, the way she tried to act as if she didn’t want what was coming.

But every single time she looked up at my, her eyes betrayed her.

We walked through the threshold of her darkened apartment and she went to turn on a light. Only this time, I stopped her. She whipped her gaze up at me as we stood there in the darkness, our bodies drawn to one another as my cock throbbed. I wanted to do something different with her this time. I didn’t want us to rip one another’s clothes off and stumble into the bedroom.

This time, I wanted the control.

This time, I wanted to be listened to.

“Graham?”

“Yes?”

“Don’t you want to turn on a light?” Libby asked.

“No,” I said.

“Okay. Just… be careful walking to the room. Mozart has a tendency to drop things willy nilly.”

“No,” I said.

“No… you aren’t going to be careful?”

“No, we’re not going to your room,” I said with a grin.

I stalked towards her, feeling her body tense as I loomed over her. I undid my tie and slid it from my neck, then covered her eyes with it. Her hands flew to my wrists and I stopped, waiting for her to give me the go-ahead. She held my stance for a long time, and for a moment I thought she was going to tell me ‘no’.

Until she dropped her hands and nodded her head.

I tied the tie around the back of her head, making sure not to catch her hair in it. Then I proceeded to undress the two of us, leaving our clothes in a pile on the floor.

“Graham?” she asked.

“Yes?”

“What um… what do you want me to do?”

Her question was like a chorus of angels to my ears.

“Get on your knees and wait,” I said.

I watched her dip down to the floor as I held my cock in my hands. She looked so beautiful, knelt for me with her arms in her lap. My body was shaking with want for her. I wanted to feel her warm lips wrapped around my cock. I wanted to take her on every surface of her fucking bullshit apartment. I wanted her cat meowing from the annoyance of the noise by the time I was done with her.

I swiped the head of my cock across her lips, painting my precum like lipstick before she opened and took me in.

“Libby,” I said with a growl. “Shit.”

She gagged the further I pushed back so I relented. I kept my thrusts shallow as my balls grew heavy with want. I reached down and cupped her cheek, massaging her jaw as she hollowed out her cheeks. My legs were twitching and the way her tongue rolled around the tip of my cock had me breathless. I wanted to fuck her throat. I wanted to pour myself down her throat and fill her stomach with all of me. But I didn’t want to frighten her.

We would have to work up to some of those things.

She hummed around my cock and I couldn’t take it any longer. I pulled my dick from between her lips before I pulled her up to her feet. I picked her up against my chest, her arms threaded around my neck as she buried her face into my skin.

Then, I pinned her to the nearest wall.

“Graham. You’re going to-”

“I’m not going to drop you,” I said as I grabbed my cock. “Not by a longshot.”