Infamous Love: A Black Light Prequel

by Livia Grant

  She pushed down the embarrassment she felt when Jax squeezed the love handles on her hips, moving one hand to palm her rounded tummy before trailing lower. He let loose a sexy growl in her right ear as he stroked his fingers through her neatly trimmed hair to sink into her slick and wet pussy.

  "Fuck, you're so wet. I can't wait to taste you, Emma."

  She could smell the proof of her physical excitement in the air. It made her feel strangely powerful. The men may be in control of the scene, but it was her body causing the erection she felt poking her from behind. There was no doubt Jaxson was enjoying himself. She shivered with need, wanting that massive cock inside her and suspecting she'd need to wait.

  Jaxson's next order surprised her. "Chase... your turn. Strip for us." She wasn't sure if it was his inflection or the use of the word us, but Emma sensed Jaxson intended to enjoy the sight of his friend naked as much as he enjoyed undressing Emma. She opened her eyes as Chase stepped back a few feet, locking Jaxson with a heated stare as he started to unbutton his dress shirt slowly. With each button, his gaze turned more feral and for the first time since they left the station, Emma felt left out, as the two men were lost in each other.

  Chase had the chest of a body builder, muscular and defined with a smattering of light chest hair. He could double for a California surfer with his tanned, toned body, and shoulder length blond hair. He hadn't taken the time to shave. She could make out the small dimple on his chin. His brown eyes snapped from Jaxson back to Emma as his hands moved to his wide belt buckle. Just like that, she was pulled back into the scene.

  The distinctive sound of him pulling the leather through the loops ending in a sharp snap as the top of the belt swung free caused her heart to skip a beat. Emma spent more time than she should watching spanking videos on the Internet. She'd dreamed of being disciplined by a leather belt more times than she could count and apparently her face portrayed her desire because Chase grinned down at her.

  "We hit the jackpot, Jax. She's a spanko."

  She wanted to protest, but it would be a lie and as weird as this whole situation was, she didn't want to lie to the men. Jaxson's lips on her ear brought a full-out tremor to her body. "That news makes me a happy man, Emma."

  Her words tumbled out, unchecked. "Yes, sir."

  Chase's snug jeans hit the floor next, leaving only his boxer briefs. Emma licked her lips subconsciously when she realized his cock was so large it extended beyond the elastic waistband, a drop of pre-cum glistened in the light shining through the large window.

  The train was moving quickly enough now the scenery outside flashed by. She knew no one would be able to see inside the car, but regardless, with the curtains pulled back, it felt as if the three of them were on a fast moving stage, on display for anyone who might care to look close enough.

  When Chase stood naked, he sought out Jaxson as if looking for direction. Seems they were both under the dark-haired dominant's command. Her pussy contracted with need as she took in the oversized erection protruding from Chase's body. It was by far the thickest cock she'd ever seen in her inexperienced life.

  Jax's order brought her back to the present. "On your knees, Emma. Chase wants to see those beautiful lips of yours wrapped around the base of his cock."

  She fell to her knees without question, anxious to please these mighty men. When she reached out to touch Chase, Jaxson corrected her. "No hands. Wrap your arms behind your back, grab your elbows and don't let go. Chase will be in control."

  While she didn't have an extraordinary amount of practice with this particular activity, her excitement in the moment had saliva filling her mouth in anticipation. She felt her long hair being fashioned into a ponytail by Jax and handed to Chase as he reached out. He pulled her forward roughly as he took a step closer, closing the distance between them.

  Emma first used her tongue to lick the glob of pre-cum from the tip of his cock. She might be on her knees, but she had never felt more powerful than she did when realizing Chase's legs were trembling precariously. Her tongue swished circles across the tip of his cock until he couldn't wait any longer and yanked her forward as he slipped between her lips, pressing in deeper than she was prepared for on a first thrust. Emma gurgled as his rigid member rubbed the back of her throat. Their intimacy grew as he began to slide in and out, fucking her mouth. His grip on her hair tightened as his excitement drove him faster.

  "Eyes." It was Chase directing her to look up from her perch below. The fire in his own eyes was intoxicating and only flamed hotter when Jax did his own ordering. "Eyes."

  Suddenly they were all connected in an intimate way, which only grew as Jaxson leaned forward in slow motion. Emma almost choked when the two men's lips connected in a hot, open-mouth kiss above her. She'd been prepared for them both to dominate her body, but she was surprised when Jaxson turned the men's kiss almost violent, dominating Chase.

  It was Jax who stopped the action by pulling out of their kiss. "Step back, Chase. You and Emma need to wait longer before you're allowed come."

  Chase didn't seem bothered in the least. His now wet cock slapped against the perfect V of his groin.

  She could hear Jax undressing behind her, but since he hadn't instructed her to move, she remained still, anticipating what their next surprise might be.

  She felt the warmth of Jax leaving to go towards the bed. Chase helped her to her feet and they followed. Jax had laid down in the center of the large bed, and like Chase, he was tan all over. If possible, his cock was even longer than his friend’s.

  He was still in control. "Chase, you know what to do. Emma, come sit on my face facing Chase. I wouldn't want you to miss any of the excitement."

  She moved to follow his direction, watching Chase out of the corner of her eye. Once she had straddled above Jax, she realized she had a front row seat to the show. Just as she had done before him, Chase locked his arms behind his back and was leaning over Jax's demanding cock. Jax guided the tip of his cock into Chase's open mouth where it disappeared completely as Chase deep throated the entire erection in one thrust.

  "Emma." Jax's stern use of her name brought her back to the moment. She lowered her wet pussy to his waiting lips, shuddering as his tongue grazed her clit. Jax ate her with the same gusto Chase was using to pleasure Jaxson’s cock.

  The three of them were intimately linked in a way Emma couldn't have imagined. The sight of Jax's cock disappearing deep into Chase's waiting mouth was the hottest damn thing she'd ever seen. The gagging sounds as the protrusion hit the back of his throat added to the ambience of the moving cabin.

  She was having so much fun watching, she almost forgot to enjoy what was happening to her own body. Jax must have suspected because his hands reached up to hold her against him while he slid his tongue in and out of her crease. She reached down to rub her own clit, her fingers sliding easily through the copious lubrication. The look of lust on Chase's face as he watched her, his throat full of cock, sent her into a shuddering orgasm.

  Chase leaned up grinning, spittle on his chin. "Uh-oh. You're a naughty girl. No one comes until Jaxson approves it."

  She was coming around, finally able to talk. "That's not fair. You didn't tell me that rule."

  Jaxson sat up, grinning. "I'll let the first one pass, but no more now that you know."

  "But... what if..."

  "Ask for permission. Maybe I'll say yes." This playful version of the dominant man was intoxicating. His eyes twinkled with a mischief as he reached out to pull her into an open mouth kiss. She tasted herself as his tongue tangled with her own. When he pulled out of their kiss, he demanded the words she had been hoping for. "I need to be inside you, Emma. On your hands and knees."

  Emma moved quickly to follow directions. She'd expected Jaxson to take his spot behind her, but was surprised when Chase moved into position on his knees in front of her, placing his still stiff cock back against her lips. She couldn't see either man's face, but she suspected they were silently communicating becau
se they both filled her in one swift thrust. Her scream of surprise at Jaxson's large cock bottoming out inside her was drowned out by the manhood hitting the back of her throat, gagging her.

  She felt overwhelmed as both pleasure and pain combined in an unexpected way. She pushed down the urge to laugh as she thought of the pitiful lovers she'd had back in Wisconsin with their inexperienced fumbling in the dark, unable to pleasure her the way she'd wanted. Now she had not one, but two experienced men working her body over in a way, which promised to deliver pleasure, at least for the remaining time they had together. A pang of something she didn't want to examine constricted her heart and she pushed it aside to concentrate on the pounding she was receiving.

  Jaxson's erection was perfection – long, hard and thick. He leaned forward, changing the angle of his insertion and almost tipped her into another orgasm.

  She pulled her face away from Chase long enough to shout out, "May I come?"

  "No, you may not," was his brisk answer. Chase filled her mouth again quickly.

  She pouted, until she realized the angle of his insertion was different too. Over the loud slapping sounds in the small room, she could make out the sounds of their open mouth kissing and sucking above her. All three bodies were linked together in a triangle of sex.

  She tasted his pre-cum and knew Chase was close to coming. Jaxson's voice sounded almost manic when he asked her quickly, "Are you on the pill?"

  Chase pulled out long enough for her to grunt out a short, "Yes!" He was back inside her one second later.

  "Together. We're all going to come together. Now!"

  He didn't have to tell her twice. Emma shattered with ecstasy, enhanced by the feeling of Jaxson's fingers digging into her hips as he held her tightly, depositing his cum deep inside her hot pussy as Chase spurted his salty mix down her throat. She choked on the volume.

  The three of them collapsed to the bed in a sweaty mess, recovering in their own way, yet each reaching out to caress the flesh closest to them.

  A couple of intense minutes passed. She waited to start feeling like a third wheel in what was clearly already a solid relationship, but the awkwardness didn't come. Jaxson rolled to his side to face them, placing his head in his left hand to prop himself up above them. A wave of satisfaction washed through Emma as she realized she was at least partly responsible for that sexy smile on his face.

  "Damn, it's been a long time since it felt that fantastic. My intuition was right about you, Emma. You're special."

  She still didn't believe him, but she'd at least learned not to disagree out loud. She didn't want to sound stupid, but she had to ask.

  "So you guys... are... a couple?"

  She didn't miss the heated look the men shared. "It's not that simple. We were friends first, each having had a few relationships over the years. We decided to experiment a bit, feeling a mutual attraction. It's complicated. We rarely play with just the two of us. It's weird, but we found it's best between us when we share each other with a woman."

  Emma giggled. "Somehow I can't picture those sticks you were with back in Nice wanting to share either of you."

  "Oh Christ, no way. We met them in Paris last week and decided to take them with us on our weekend off. Colossal mistake. We should have stayed in Paris." Jaxson sounded disgusted with how his weekend had gone.

  Chase disagreed. "I'm not sorry." They both glanced at him questioningly when he broke out with a grin. "We wouldn't have met Emma if we hadn’t gone to Nice."

  Chapter 5

  A couple of hours and several orgasms later, Emma lay cuddled between the two sleeping sex gods who had stumbled into her life unexpectedly. Jaxson's naked body spooned her from behind, his arm wrapped around her waist to hold her close. Chase faced them, his arm draped across them both, linking the three of them even in sleep.

  A few hours ago, Emma's biggest concern had been the risk she was taking in having sex with two strangers. How quickly her concern had shifted to how she was going to be able to walk away from them at the train station, never to see them again.

  She'd become a woman on this train. There would be no going back to the naive, inexperienced girl she'd been in Nice. She’d collected hundreds of mementos – photos and trinkets – reminders of her trip. But the most important part of her time in Europe – these two men and their precious time together – no souvenir would capture. She’d only have memories of the six hours that changed her life.

  It was more than the mind-blowing sex. She felt a calmness that wasn't there before. A confidence. She was no longer the girl who had to stay back at the table to watch the purses while the sexy women danced. No. From now on, she would be on the dance floor. It was someone else's turn to watch the fucking purses.

  "Hey. What are you thinking about?" She'd missed Chase waking.

  "Nothing."

  "Oh no you don't. We haven't lied to each other yet. I'm not letting you start now."

  Their eyes connected. She was surprised to see his held the same sadness closing in on her. She never did answer him. There was no need. He already saw the truth.

  "Where are you staying when we pull into Paris?"

  The panic of having nowhere to stay invaded. "I... I'm not sure yet."

  "When is your flight home again?"

  "Tomorrow."

  "You should stay with us until you fly out."

  Emma's first instinct was to jump for joy. It would be so easy to let the men take care of her. They could spend twenty-four hours instead of six having sex.

  And then what? It would be even harder to say good-bye. No thanks.

  "I don't think that's a good idea."

  Chase didn't let it drop. "I think it's a perfect idea. We could..."

  "Chase, Emma said no." Jaxson's deep voice startled her. Tears sprang to her eyes; sure he meant he didn't want her to stay with them. "I'm hoping we can change her mind before we pull into the station, of course."

  The feeling of relief at his words only made her feel worse. What was happening to her? She barely knew these men, yet she truly hadn't felt happier and safer than she felt at that minute. How would she ever have a chance at finding something this extraordinary again in her life?

  The sharp knock on the door startled her, but she sensed the men had been expecting it. As usual, Jax took control. "Time to get cleaned up. Unfortunately, the bathroom here isn't large enough for all of us." He paused. She couldn't see his expression in their spooned position. "Our suite at the hotel, on the other hand, would accommodate all kinds of mutual fun should you decide to change your mind, sweetheart."

  He had leaned up to nibble on her neck from above. She giggled when he hit a ticklish spot.

  Chase grinned, "See, you're having fun. We don't have to be on our next shoot until the day after tomorrow. Come back to our hotel with us."

  Emma closed her eyes, trying to reason her way through the decision. She was more tempted than any other time in her entire twenty-two years. Conservative, sensible, hardworking Emma was at war with this new, adventurous version of herself.

  For many, she suspected this would be an easy decision, but she didn't want to risk ruining the absolutely perfect memories she would have of the amazing six hours she once spent on a train between Nice and Paris. Years from now, she knew she would look back at this time as one of the most exciting of her life. If she chose to stay with these two extraordinary men for an additional twenty-four hours, she would risk tarnishing the perfection. What if they tired of her and she began to feel like the third wheel in their world?

  But what if she didn't?

  To their credit, the men gave her the time she needed to sort through her feelings. When she opened her peepers again, Chase was grinning at her. He already knew her decision.

  Jaxson finally pressed her, slipping his hand to squeeze her ample breast as if to emphasize his control over her. "Give us the next twenty-four hours, Emma." It wasn't really a question. It was a statement.

  Emma took a deep breath a
nd whispered, "Yes."

  She could hear the authority as Jax pressed her. "That didn't seem too confident, baby."

  Chase's gaze smoldered with anticipation as she answered submissively, "Yes, sir."

  Chapter 6

  If she thought they'd pampered her on the train, Emma was completely bowled over by their attention as they carried her backpack, helped locate and pull her checked luggage, and escort her to a private livery car that was waiting to whisk them back to a luxury hotel a stone’s throw away from the Champs-Élysées.

  The men sandwiched her between them in the back seat on the drive, taking turns mauling her as if they hadn't just had wild sex multiple times in the last few hours. Not one to sit idle, she put both her hands to work stroking their semi-hard cocks through their slacks until each man was groaning with renewed need.

  She should have been mortified when she met the driver's curious eyes in the rearview mirror, but in that moment, Emma felt pure power. As the driver shifted uncomfortably in his seat while they waited for a traffic light, she realized she was responsible for not two, but three, turned on men in the small space.

  As the driver's curious look took on a hungry longing, Emma felt Jax leaning in to whisper in her ear. "I told you that you were beautiful, Emma. He wants to fuck you as badly as Chase and I do. Do you see how jealous he is of me because I get to touch you like this?"

  Until then, their petting had been discreet, but Jax moved his hand up under her shirt, lifting it to expose her bra. He lowered his mouth to kiss the swell of her heavy breasts above the lacy fabric as Chase's hand snuck between her legs to expertly find her clit on his first try, despite the yoga pants covering it from view.