Page 18 of Black Light: The Crossover
“My turn.” Jaxson pushed up and grinned. A loudsmacktold her he had spanked Chase again, and he chuckled as he finally slid out of her, still breathing hard when Jaxson yanked him into a rough kiss.
When they broke apart, both men looked down at her in unison and then they reached for her as if they’d silently planned their next moves.
“Turn over baby, on your knees,” Chase ordered, helping her exhausted muscles obey.
“Good girl, back here,” Jax added, tugging her hips backward and pushing her down so her knees were spread wide and she was positioned just right. “You know I held back just so I could come inside you, don’t you, baby?”
“Yethur,” she mumbled around the underwear in her mouth, and Jaxson chuckled as he popped the top of the lube again and trickled it over her ass. She’d come so many times she could feel how wet her pussy was, but Jax still rubbed at her tight backside with the lube and eased one finger in and then two.
“Head up,” Chase commanded, grabbing a fistful of her hair as he angled her head up and pulled the underwear free to kiss her. She let herself whine into the kiss, trusting him to help her stay quiet as she adjusted to Jax’s fingers. “You’re such a good girl, baby. You’re going to take Jax’s cock, aren’t you?”
“Yes, sir… yes, sir…” She nodded, babbling as another trickle of lube had her tense and then his fingers were gone and she met Chase’s gaze as Jaxson lined up and pressed against her ass.
“Fuck…” Jax groaned, pressing forward slowly as he stretched her, and she could only gasp, leaning into Chase’s hands while he kissed her, muffling her whimpers with his lips. Fingers tight against her hips, Jaxson held her in place, and she braced with her arms as he slid back and thrust hard. Chase’s next kiss caught her desperate whine, because it hurt, but in the best way, and Jaxson was already pressing deep again. “My turn to come inside you, baby. You ready?”
“Yes, sir.” Emma pushed back, reveling in the way she made him moan before he really started fucking her. It was hard to stay quiet with the mix of pleasure and pain, but Chase was right there, whispering sinful things against her ear as Jax picked up the pace.
“Christ…. you feel so good, baby. That’s it, take every inch. You’re such a good girl,” Jaxson growled before sliding a hand over her hip to seek out her abused clit. She was too sensitive, whimpering through clenched teeth as she tried to shift away, but he smacked her pussy. “Nuh uh, Emma. Don’t pull away. You can come one more time for me.”
“I can’t, I can’t, really—”
“Yes, you can, baby. Come on.” Jax found her clit again, rubbing hard and fast as he forced a shudder of pleasure from her. “That’s it. Just give in. Take it for me.”
“Come for us one more time, Emma. Come for Jax,” Chase urged, and having both her men telling her to do it, with Jaxson rubbing her clit and filling her ass, she finally felt the pleasure building slowly, trickling in along with the sinful brush of Chase’s lips against hers.
“That’s right, just like that, baby. I’m so close.” Jaxson was starting to lose that strict hold on his control, their skin slapping together hard and fast until finally the delirious friction over her clit overwhelmed everything and she came with a hoarse cry. It was a weaker orgasm, but still warm and buzzing as she clenched down hard around his hard shaft. Jax growled low and finally stilled inside her, cock throbbing with each pulse of seed in her ass, leaving her panting and shivering as he wrapped his arms around her. “Fuck… You’re such a good girl, Emma.”
She made some kind of noise, melting against the top of the desk as her brain drowned in the chemical cocktail of submission and pleasure and pain. It was hard to keep her eyes open, and all she wanted was for Jax and Chase to climb up on the desk with her and sleep — but she knew they couldn’t do that.
“I think we wore her out, Jax,” Chase said, chuckling as Jaxson slid from her and gently helped her roll to lay on her back again.
“She does look sleepy,” Jaxson answered, and she peeked up at him, catching the self-satisfied grin on his face as Chase handed him a wipe to clean her up. When those dark brown eyes found hers, he asked, “Did we wear you out, baby?”
“Mmhmm…” Nodding, Emma was barely aware of his soft touch between her legs, or the tender kiss to her lips.
“You were such a good girl,” Jax whispered. “Just rest, baby. We got you.”
Those words seemed to cut the final strings holding her consciousness to reality, and she let herself float in the hazy half-asleep space where she couldn’t remember them packing their things, or the moment when Chase lifted her into his arms, wrapped in a blanket.
Then there was a buzz of conversation as Chase carried her out of the classroom, people complimenting their scene, and Jax and Chase were polite in their responses, but all she wanted was their bed. Just her men, her husbands, and their arms around her.
“I love you, baby,” Chase whispered against her ear. “You did so well, and you were such a good girl for us.”
“A very good girl,” Jax purred from beside her. “Can you open your eyes and drink a little water?”
Before she could answer, the bottle was against her lips, and he was tilting it up. The water was freezing, and she could feel it roll all the way down her sore throat and into her stomach. Wrinkling her nose, she turned away from it, hiding her face against Chase’s chest as he chuckled.
“She doesn’t like it.”
“That’s fine,” Jaxson replied. “We’ll make sure she drinks something else at the house.”
“Did I make you happy?” she mumbled, and Jax leaned in close, a wrinkle appearing between his brows.
“Emma, you always make me happy. You’re fucking perfect.”
“So you’re not upset about the two weeks at my parents anymore?” she asked, grinning sleepily as Jaxson started laughing. They were back in the bar area, curled up on a small couch together, and Jax caught her chin.
“Oh, I’m not upset anymore. I think you’ve proven tonight that we can still do a lot with you while you stay quiet like a good girl.”
