Infamous Love: A Black Light Prequel

by Livia Grant

  Emma was genuine, and in his life, that was a rare gift.

  The joy on her face in that moment was pure. She laid bare before them in every sense of the word. Her trust humbled him.

  Emma reached out to stroke Chase's cock until pre-cum glistened on the tip. Jaxson stepped closer so Emma's other free hand could encircle his own hardness. Her grip on his cock was tight as she stroked both men in unison, laid prone on her back, spread out like a feast on her small desk.

  Jaxson felt Chase's heated gaze. He glanced up to see longing in his friend's eyes. The men leaned in wordlessly, joining their lips together reverently at first until the heat of the moment consumed them. Tongues tangled. The same tongues that had tried to recapture the intimacy and failed when alone. It truly took Emma between them to complete the electric circuit, lighting up all three lovers.

  Jax dominated Chase's open mouth, weaving his fingers through his shoulder length-hair and yanking hard enough to elicit a groan of surrender. Only his approaching orgasm could force him to separate. He wasn't ready to come yet. He would do that buried inside the panting co-ed stroking his cock.

  "Chase–in her mouth. I get her pussy." His instructions were abrupt. The men worked in unison to center their co-ed's body across her perfect-sized desk. Her legs bent at the knee, her feet on the edge of the table, spreading herself wide open for the taking. As if it had been designed as a sex-aide, Emma's head hung over the other end of the furniture, her neck stretching back so her head was inverted, her mouth at the perfect height to receive Chase's appendage. Jax enjoyed the first moments of Chase's domination of her throat. The gagging as he thrust deep added the perfect soundtrack to the scene.

  He waited until his lovers were consumed with each other completely before he stepped closer and thrust his shaft balls-deep into her dripping core in one stroke. He knew from experience how wonderful Emma's strangled cry felt as her throat contracted around Chase's rod.

  "Don't you dare come yet, Chase. We come together."

  His friend shot him a defiant look that quickly turned to pain from the strain of holding off his eruption. Jax didn't tell him that he wouldn't have long to wait as his own cum was close to boiling over. Bodies slapped together hard and fast as the men reclaimed Emma as their own. Chase reached down to massage her mounds just as Jax grabbed her hips and moved into high gear, pistoning her as he chased his orgasm.

  He held off as long as he could, but was eventually forced to cry out "Now!" as he felt the jism spurting into her body. Emma's body hugged him as she rode out the waves of ecstasy. When she started to choke on the volume of cum Chase had deposited in her mouth, he pulled out to shoot the last spurt onto her pebbled nipple.

  For a full minute the only sound in the tiny room was the labored breathing of all three occupants as they recovered from their exertion. As his heart rate returned to normal, the sounds of the students walking by the office just feet away returned.

  They moved in slow motion, helping Emma to her feet and embracing again before they all rummaged around the floor for their strewn-off clothes.

  They were all the way out to the parking lot before Emma seemed to come out of her trance to ask, "Where are we going?"

  Jax opened the door to the Ford truck they'd rented, holding it open for Emma to climb in. "Your place, of course."

  "But... I live with roommates... in an old house."

  "Do you have a bed?"

  "Yes."

  "What size?"

  "Queen."

  He grinned. "Sounds perfect."

  She turned to get into the truck, needing his help to climb in. He enjoyed the view of her delicious ass struggling to settle in. Only once they were pulling out of the lot did she ask, "Why did you guys rent a truck?"

  Chase answered by turning to pull her into his lap, his hands roaming her body. "We asked for anything that had a bench seat so we could ravage you as we travel."

  It was all Jax could do to pay attention to the road with the distraction of Emma and Chase getting started on their next session only inches away. Luckily, Emma's house was only a few blocks off-campus.

  "I don't think this is a very good idea." Emma remained planted in the truck, despite the fact the men had piled out and were waiting for her impatiently.

  Jax suspected she'd forgotten that he was the one that would make the call on where they stayed. "Chase, grab our bags. Emma, give me your hand. We're going inside."

  The pupils in her beautiful lavender eyes dilated and for a brief moment he thought she might challenge him. Her soft "Yes, sir" went straight to his cock, filling it in preparation for their next tryst.

  The house was an old two-story brick brownstone that looked like it'd been housing college students since the beginning of time. It stopped just short of being described as run-down. Tired was the word that came to Jaxson as they climbed the worn steps to cross over the large old-fashioned porch, swing and all. The front door stuck as if it wanted to refuse entry and only Emma's left hip applied in a swift push finally nudged it forward.

  The front room was a collage of worn, mismatched furniture. Jaxson's eyes fixated on the out-of-place modern love-seat in the middle of the room facing the entertainment center. The back of the couch was the perfect height to lay Chase and Emma across to apply his leather belt as they squirmed and whimpered. He shook his head to clear the sexual daydream as he followed Emma through a dining room with a heavy wood dining table that would seat eight for dinner; that is if it weren't full of papers, computers and what looked like the beginning of a class project.

  Just before they went through the swinging door to the kitchen the sounds of sex hit his ears. He reached out to stop Emma from proceeding just before she pushed open the door. The three of them huddled together silently to listen to the rhythmic clapping of what sounded like wood on wood coming from the other side of the door. It might have sounded like someone building something were it not for the filthy rant accompanying the banging.

  "Oh God, Ryan. That's it. Harder. I like it hard."

  "I know you do, you little slut."

  "Shit, I love it when you call me your little slut. Ride me."

  A loud crack followed by a wailing howl came next. "Ouch. What was that for?" The woman on the receiving end of the spank complained.

  "No reason. I just love to see my handprint on your ass is all."

  Thirty seconds more of hot-and-heavy sex culminated in the couple crying out as they came together. "Shit, Court. Come, baby."

  Jaxson knew he was being a dick, but he only waited a few seconds before pushing through the door. The copulating couple didn't see them at first, but when they did, the half-naked woman squeaked as she scrambled to pull on her disheveled clothes while the bearded man looked mildly amused at literally being caught with his pants around his ankles.

  Jaxson's sixth sense alarm bells went off when the guy looked Emma up and down as if she were a juicy steak even while another woman's pussy cream dripped from his unprotected cock. Jaxson's facial expression must have told the guy to back-the-fuck-up because his jovial smile waned when he noticed Jaxson staring him down.

  Emma tried to smooth things over. "Sorry, Courtney. I didn't know you and Ryan would be home."

  Courtney's face was a bright pink, he presumed from embarrassment. "Aren't you supposed to be teaching a class?" She accused, before continuing. "Who the hell are you guys?"

  That she had to ask surprised him. Not because she should have recognized them, which she really should have. He tried not to feel disappointed that Emma clearly hadn't told her roommates about meeting the men in Paris.

  When Emma failed to introduce them, Jaxson took charge. Placing his arm around her shoulders to pull her against his side. "I'm Jax. I'm with Emma."

  "With Emma? As in with Emma?" He wasn't sure why the redhead acted so surprised. Well if she was shocked that he was with her roommate, he was about to blow her mind.

  "Most definitely with Emma. And this is our lover, Chase." As
if they'd choreographed it, Chase moved in to wrap his arm around Emma's waist, linking the three of them together, their lovely grad student sandwiched between them.

  Jaxson wanted to smack the grin off the bitch's face. "That's a good one, Emma. Who are these guys, really? You haven't dated anyone since Bob last year and let's face it, these guys are way out of your league."

  Jaxson was ready to bitch-slap her for dissing Emma, but Chase had a better idea as he pulled Emma into his arms, capturing her with a searing kiss. She melted into his arms while Jaxson pressed his chest against her back, slipping his hands around her to squeeze her heavy breasts through her sundress while sucking on her neck. Only when her legs started to collapse like they were made with Jell-O did Jaxson take charge and scoop her up into his arms.

  "Which way to your room, sweetheart?"

  "Upstairs. Top floor." She answered breathlessly.

  Leave it to Chase to know the perfect thing to say on their way out of the kitchen towards the back stairs. "If you have any doubts, feel free to listen in. We can be pretty loud when we all three come at the same time."

  Jaxson got to the second floor landing and Emma struggled to be put down. "I'm too heavy!"

  He pinned her with a stare that stopped her from continuing. "I know it's been a few weeks, but the rules haven't changed. What did I tell you would happen if you put yourself down, Emma?"

  Fear mixed with desire flickered through her violet eyes. Ah yes, his little sub had missed the feel of his belt. He'd be happy to remedy that soon. "Well?" he prompted.

  "You said... I mean... I should never put myself down."

  "Yes, and?"

  "That I need to believe I'm beautiful."

  "Do you? Believe you're beautiful?"

  "I do when you look at me like that." It was almost a whisper.

  "That's better. Next time, I'll remind you with my belt."

  "Oh God."

  He grinned. "Who am I kidding? You're gonna feel my belt no matter what. The only question is whether you hate it or love it."

  Chase was urging them to keep pressing forward. "All of this talk of belts is making me hot. Which room is yours?"

  Emma nodded towards the next set of stairs at the end of the hall. "My room is the attic. We need to go up another flight."

  Chase went ahead of them. The room was spacious, but darker than the rest of the house with only one window in the eave of the roof. A large work desk was pushed next to the window to take advantage of the natural light. The walls were lined with shelves, filled with books, CD's, movies, and knick-knacks. A tall armoire stood open, overflowing with clothes, shoes and purses.

  Emma was wiggling in his arms, trying to escape. Her eyes kept darting towards the large bulletin board near her desk. He grinned as he saw she'd made a makeshift shrine to the men who had changed her life in Paris. Dozen's of magazine ads and photos from the Internet decorated every inch of the board.

  He looked down at the embarrassed woman in his arms. She offered a simple explanation. "I missed you."

  "We missed you too, baby. That's why we're here."

  The large bed in the center of the room was a welcome sight. He couldn't wait to get his lovers naked again. He planned on spending many hours playing in this bed.

  He stepped closer and dropped Emma into the middle, letting her bounce with a giggle as Chase pounced on her. Jaxson took his time undressing, watching as Emma and Chase started without him. He'd missed this. He'd missed watching his lovers almost as much as he'd missed participating. He'd always been a voyeur, enjoying watching sexy scenes. Watching Chase and Emma could turn into an addiction. He let his mind dream and his heart hope as he watched his lovers.

  Meeting Emma had him thinking about what was going to come after his modeling career wound down in a few years. There was a time when he'd thought he wanted to move behind the camera, but the more time he'd spent in the modeling industry, the less attractive that sounded. He was looking forward to taking the rest of the summer off to try to get his head on straight.

  His cock filled at the sight of Chase's muscular bare ass. Christ, he loved marking that ass almost as much as he loved fucking it. In the weeks since Emma had left them in Paris, he'd had to do some soul searching. He'd been surprised at what he'd discovered.

  First, he'd come to terms with the fact that he was falling in love with his best friend. Outsiders might call them gay, but they'd be wrong. It would honestly be easier if it could be that simple. No. They were soul mates. Friends. Lovers. Sharers. He had also come to terms that the only thing better than being with Chase was being with both Chase and Emma together.

  As if they'd suddenly realized he hadn't joined them yet, the action in the bed stopped and four eyes turned his way, looking at him expectantly. He was their leader and he would live up to that honor.

  "Chase, get the lube from your duffle." His instructions were stern, bringing a smolder to Chase's gaze.

  "Yes, sir."

  And just like that they were in scene. Chase scrambled for the lube, returning to the bed with not only the tube, but also an armful of sex toys.

  Jaxson slipped farther into his dominant role. "Chase, hand the lube to Emma then get on the bed on your hands and knees."

  Chase looked confused, but he followed directions. Jaxson watched the look on her face as he gave their little subby her instructions. "Squeeze some lube on your fingers, Emma, and then I want you to prepare Chase's tight little rosebud for my cock. I'm gonna fuck him while he fucks you."

  In that moment Jaxson realized that lust had a distinctive smell. He wished he could bottle the scent and sell it because he was sure people around the globe would love to steep themselves in the smell of longing permeating the air.

  Emma sat frozen, unsure how to proceed. Ironically, it was Chase who helped her by holding out the now open bottle of lube to pour it liberally on her fingers. He had brought a small towel and handed it to her. He then crawled in front of her, stuck his ass up, his cheek down on his sheet and his legs spread wide to expose his waxed bottom.

  "Touch him Emma. Rub circles around his tight hole. Spread the lube around a bit."

  As if she were in a trance, Emma reached out tentatively, barely making contact with Chase’s most private body part. A low groan escaped from their lover when she began to run up and down the crevasse of his ass. It was clear to Jax she had no intention of penetrating Chase.

  "That's it, sweetheart. Now stick a finger inside. Push it all the way in and leave it in there."

  She looked back for confirmation she had heard him correctly so he nodded sharply. It took her a full minute of caressing before her first knuckle disappeared inside Chase's anus. Her finger was tiny compared to the cock that would be there soon.

  "Good girl. Now two fingers." He was pushing her out of her comfort zone. Her shy tentativeness was a huge turn-on for the Dom.

  Chase's moans helped spur her forward and within a few seconds she had slipped two fingers into his stretching channel. Jaxson's own balls tightened with desire at the sight of Chase's cock and balls swinging between his spread legs as Emma's manicured fingers shoved deep inside him.

  "You're doing great, Emma. Move your fingers in and out." When she froze, he commanded her. "Now. Fuck him."

  She obeyed immediately, thrusting her fingers in and out, a sloppy slurping sound enhancing the ambiance as Chase squeezed his ass tight around the slim intruders.

  "Now take your left hand and cup his balls. Squeeze them. Massage them while you finger fuck him."

  Jaxson wasn't sure which one of his lovers was breathing heavier as their session unfolded. Emma had kneeled up and was leaning over Chase's body to gain better leverage. As she'd repositioned, she'd unconsciously spread her own legs, exposing her glistening pussy to her Dom.

  Jaxson was pleased she'd been keeping her snatch shaved and he couldn't wait to glide his tongue through that sweet slit of hers. That would have to wait until later. They'd had enough foreplay. It was tim
e to fuck.

  "Take your fingers out, Emma, and wipe them on the towel. Then take Chase's spot. On your hands and knees—nice and wide."

  She scrambled to accomplish her task, moving erratically in her excitement. Like a natural, she positioned herself perfectly. Chase didn't need instructions. He lined up behind her, placing the tip of his shaft at her entrance and held there, waiting for instructions like a good submissive.

  Jaxson stepped close to the bed, happy it was the perfect height to service the hole in front of him. Both he and Chase were leaning forward. The trio fit together like a perfectly designed puzzle. Jax bit Chase's neck, trying to hold off penetration as long as possible.

  He grabbed his partner's hips, and cried out "now" just as he thrust his cock into Chase's tight channel. Jax adored the sexy grunt Chase made each time he took a cock and today was no different. Jaxson's rod was squeezed like a vice until he slowly pulled out.

  The second his bottom was empty, Chase thrust his pelvis forward, dipping his own penis into the very wet pussy in front of him. Only when he had pulled out did Jax thrust forward again. The men worked in unison, building speed until their naughty dance had all three lovers on the edge of the cliff, ready to free fall into a blissful vortex.

  It was the sight of tears of joy streaming down Emma's turned cheek as she received her pleasure that tipped Jaxson into his climax. With a loud grunt he emptied the contents of his balls deep into Chase's bowels. Within seconds, Chase did the same buried deep inside Emma. She was the last to tip into her orgasm with a shriek.

  A full minute later, Jax had recovered enough to plop the three of them over onto their sides, somehow managing to keep his softening shaft inside his lover.

  Chase's voice was already fading as he urged, "I vote for a nap."

  Emma giggled, snuggled into the men's arms. "I second that vote."

  Chapter 11

  "Seriously, guys. I need to go to sleep now. I can't miss class again tomorrow. I'm gonna get fired."

  Jax held her tighter as he nibbled her ear. "You've figured out our plan. If we can't convince you to come on the road with us, we've decided to resort to getting you kicked out."