"...The short story of two brothers, their wives, their struggle to conceive, and their unconventional solution to it. This is a feel-good story that will make you smile, make you laugh, and make you shed a tear or two over the plight these wonderful people are enduring. I was pleasantly surprised by the solution and resolution to this plot and recommend All Four One to anyone who needs to read a book that will run you through the emotional gamut of tears to smiles. Caitlyn Willows does a wonderful job of bringing her characters to life and making you feel attached to all parties involved."--Two Lips Reviews
"5 Hearts!...What an amazing story! Although very short, Ms. Willows uses her words very sparingly and tells an intensive and complete story. All four characters are very well written, with their emotions and love shining through. They all want to help each other, but since it seems that Craig and Liz are the only two capable of conceiving a child, they decide that they can only have menage sex. Then, if they conceive, they can consider either man the father and even if Liz is the biological mother, Rachel will feel part of the process. Their sexual activities are incredibly hot-and I wanted to join in the fun! I did expect a twist in this story--Ms. Willows is famous for them--and the twist was very well done. Thank you, Ms. Willows, for another beautiful story."--Marcy Arbitman, The Romance Studio
...“What if we all have sex together?”
Three sets of eyes stared at Rachel. Palms up, she shrugged. “The conception of our child would have love, passion—”
“Awkwardness,” Craig threw in.
“So we’ll work out the kinks as we go,” she tossed back.
Liz plopped down to the sofa. “And how do you propose to do that?”
“We pretty much live together now. We hear each other having sex all the time. Hell, we’ve even walked in on each other a time or two. And we’ve all admitted hearing one couple having sex makes the other want it.”
Without warning she stood and yanked her T-shirt over her head, then wiggled out of her white shorts. Down to silk panties and matching white bra, Rachel did a slow pirouette before them. “You’ve seen me in a two-piece swimsuit. Tell me, other than the fact you know this is underwear, is it any different? This is where we start. Next?”
Rob and Craig stood at the same time and stripped down to their boxers. All turned to Liz. She glanced from one to the other, at the erections starting to blossom for both men. Only a fool or a dead man wouldn’t have reacted.
“We can do this,” Rachel told her.
Rob nodded. “We can make this work, honey.”
Her gaze shifted to Craig’s, then back to Rob. One by one she slipped the buttons of her sundress through their holes. Once open, she shrugged her shoulders free of the garment and tossed it aside.
“Now what?” she asked. “I’ve got eggs launching or preparing to launch as we speak. Clock’s ticking.” She snapped her fingers three times.
“Then we don’t have any time to waste. Thank goodness we have the long holiday weekend. It’ll give us an extra day.” Rachel stepped closer and dusted her fingers down Rob’s arm. His cock stiffened of its own volition. “We touch, kiss, hug…working up to what we need to do.” She smiled. “And we’ll spend the weekend doing it. Let’s go.”
Grasping Rob’s hand, she led him toward their bedroom. Her fingers shook the whole way. At least she talked brave. He could appreciate that. This was the craziest thing they’d ever done…not to mention the most desperate.
Rachel sank to the edge of her bed and buried her face in her hands. Rob hovered between her and the door trying to decide if he could really go through with this.
“It’s the only way,” she said, more to herself than to him. Jumping up, she whipped down the forest green bedspread and crawled beneath the cream-colored sheets. “Whether the rest of you realize it or not, it’s the only way. I’m tired of the pain, the longing, the heartache. We all love each other very much. That love’s going to give us the baby we deserve. Now”—she patted the mattress—“get in bed.”
Rob slipped under the sheet behind her and spooned his body around hers. His erection tucked into the cleft of her ass. They were both as rigid as the cock pulsing against her...