Title: Time for a Chat
Series: 8th Ave. Flat
Category: M/F (two parts of a M/F/M threesome)
Genre(s): modern romance, polyamorous
Summary: Marcus drives Robyn crazy.
Robyn pushed back, trying to move Marcus into her. She was on her hands and knees so she could not grab at him, although she was close to trying anyway.
She knew most people would pay good money for the slow-handed, careful love making that was Marcus’ signature style, but she felt there were times when fast and hard and NOW were called for, and this was one of them. He shifted a little behind her, his cock barely half into her, touching but not quite hitting the places Robyn needed stroked. She groaned in frustration – not expecting Marcus to notice, because his single-minded focus in the bedroom was truly single minded, but Robyn was getting tired of being his experiment. She knew he did not fuck Jeremy like this, and she was over it. Grinding her teeth, she pulled forward with the intent of getting off the bed, blue balls be damned.
Marcus’ hand slid up her back and grabbed her shoulder in a firm hold. “What’s wrong?”
“I just…damnit, you’re always so careful.”
“I’m just taking my time.”
“Well, good for you.” She pulled forward again but this time Marcus grabbed at her hips and slammed himself into her. “Oh, fuck fuck fuck…” Robyn whined.
“You never talk to me. Jeremy never shuts up. I’m a scientist, Robyn, I need feedback, and you seem to like what I’ve been doing, so I keep doing it. But I’m willing to change the…oh…variables. Mmm, ahhh, hold still…” Marcus gasped as he ground into her, his fingers pressing into her skin and bones hard enough to bruise. Robyn groaned again.
“Robyn…tell me…please…” Marcus began fucking her hard, and it was the best sex Robyn had ever had with him, and she did her best to let him know. Loudly.