Page 1 of Black Light: The Crossover
CHAPTER 1
JAXSON
Saturday, December 18th
Black Light West
“Oh my God, Madison! I love your dress!” Emma cheered, immediately crossing the bar area of the Black Light BDSM club to meet up with their manager for Runway, the dance club upstairs.
“That didn’t take long,” Jaxson muttered, but Chase slipped his arms around his waist and squeezed, pressing himself against Jax’s back as they watched their wife walk away.
“She’ll come back.”
“Yes… or I’ll drag her back,” Jax added.
“That sounds fun.” Chase teased the side of his neck, leaving a trail of small kisses upward, but it was the way his husband nipped his ear that had Jax’s dick waking up in his slacks just before Chase whispered, “Plus, we get to play with her all night, and we can make her scream as loud as we want.”
He tried to stifle the low groan that idea summoned in him, but when Chase’s hand brushed his belt Jax lost the battle. There was a quiet rumble in his chest as he caught his husband’s wrist. “Mmm… I’m going to make both of you beg tonight.”
“Promise?” Chase purred, and Jax turned, catching him by the back of the neck to yank him into a kiss. Feeling Chase submit to his control was exactly what Jax needed in the moment. That quiet moan buzzing against his lips and tongue as his sub melted against him smoothed the rough edges his impatience for the night had created.
“Are you doubting me, sub?” Jax growled and that dreamy, dazed look in Chase’s eyes answered his question before the man could even compose himself. Still, it was important to get things off on the right foot tonight. “Answer me.”
“No, sir. I’m not doubting you.”
“Good boy.” Claiming another kiss, he nipped Chase’s plump bottom lip, enjoying the slight scratch of his five o’clock shadow and the way his sub pulled at his waist like he was just as impatient for the evening to start.
Unfortunately, it wasn’t time yet.
Breaking the kiss, Jaxson leaned his forehead against his husband’s. “Now, behave. We have to make the rounds before I can fuck your sweet ass tonight.”
“Yes, sir.”
“Work before fun.” Grinning, Jaxson turned away from Chase’s needy little groan, but he caught his hand to bring him along as he headed for the bar and their beautiful wife. The woman who completed their infamous trio in the most perfect way.
He could hear Emma and Madison laughing way before he got close enough to catch what they were talking about.
“—takes forever, you know? Trevor just rolled out of bed!”
“I did not!” Trevor argued, but all Madison had to do was glance at him and he rolled his eyes. “Come on, I took a shower. That counts.”
“That absolutely doesn’t count,” Emma retorted, another beautiful laugh bubbling over her words as Madison reached over to high-five her.
“Please save me, Jax.” Trevor, Madison’s fiancé, gave him a defeated look, already sounding exhausted by the women ganging up on him.
“Yeah, I don’t think we’re going to be much help there,” Chase replied. “It is easier to get ready for a party as a guy.”
“Oh! Shit, I’m sorry. I just walked off, didn’t I?” There was a pretty little blush on Emma’s cheeks as she realized her error, but Jax wasn’t actually bothered.
“That’s okay. It just gives me a good reason to light your ass up later.”
Her violet eyes widened as the words set in, and she looked between him and Chase a few times before she seemed to accept defeat. “But I really am sorry. I just got distracted by Madison’s gorgeous dress. Look at it!”
Emma waved a hand at their petite dance club manager, and Jaxson looked the woman over. The bright red dress had a deep V-neckline, exposing the round of her breasts, and while it was floor-length, the slit up the side came almost to her hip. It was a nice dress, likely one of Christian Dior’s designs if Jax hadn’t lost his knack for spotting a designer’s handiwork.
“It’s nice,” Jaxson answered, and he was surprised by the groans and sighs that came from Emma, Madison, and Chase.
“He means you look fantastic, Madison,” Chase said, flashing his brilliant smile at her. “Ignore Jax, he has a one-track mind.”
