Infamous Love: A Black Light Prequel

by Livia Grant

  Shock flew through the older woman's expression. "Which one?"

  Emma held her stare as she replied, "both."

  The server looked back and forth between the men as if she expected them to protest, but Chase instead moved his arm around the back of the bench seat, pulling Emma closer to him to kiss the top of her head as Jaxson leaned forward to hold her hand that had just put down her coffee cup.

  "Holy shit. You're one lucky girl."

  Emma smiled shyly. "Yes. Yes, I am."

  After she'd left, the men prodded her. "See, that wasn't so bad."

  Emma had to agree. Maybe she'd made a mountain out of a molehill.

  Their stop at the pharmacy had the men filling the cart with embarrassing products. They took the opportunity to stock up on lube and even an enema bag. She tried not to think about when they might try to use that.

  When they got to the pharmacy counter to pick up her birth control pills, the pharmacist offered to check them out at the back register. She saw the elderly man eyeing up the men who stayed close on each side of her. It was clear to anyone who was watching there was something special about the threesome who couldn't seem to keep their hands off each other. With each item Chase stacked on the counter to be scanned, the more judgmental the pharmacist became, going as far as clucking disapproval at the lube.

  Would this be how everyone over the age of twenty-five would react to their relationship? It didn't seem to bother the men so she tried to push her insecurity down.

  The grocery store was next. They were out of everything at the house, but they also wouldn't be staying in Madison much longer. They took the time to go up and down every aisle, pointing out their favorite foods and snacks to each other and filling their cart with necessities like breakfast cereal, milk, and the makings for sandwiches. When they got to the fresh produce area, the men filled the cart with healthy fruits and vegetables.

  Chase admitted, "I've gained ten pounds in the last few weeks just hanging out eating fast food, carry out and junk food. Roberta is gonna kick my ass if I don't lose a few before London."

  "Yeah, well the only way I haven't gained the same is I've been running every other day at least. You need to get out and run."

  Emma listened to their good-natured ribbing with annoyance. "So why is it you guys get to talk about needing to lose weight and I don't?"

  Jaxson's hand on her ass stilled her as he leaned in to whisper into her ear, "Because we aren't body shaming ourselves or each other like you do."

  She didn't get a chance to reply before a loud screech was heard behind them.

  "Oh my God, it really is them! I heard rumors they were hanging around campus, but I didn't believe it." A busty blonde and raunchy red-head pushed into their personal space to sidle up to Jaxson, despite him still holding Emma's ass in his hand possessively. "Jaxson Davidson! Can I get your picture and an autograph?"

  He squeezed Emma's ass, his subtle message to her to remain calm as Chase stepped forward to push between the women and Jaxson.

  "Hello ladies. Let's take it down a notch. I don't think they heard you across campus yet."

  "Chase Cartwright, too! You are even hotter in person! I love your hair longer like this." Emma wanted to bitch-slap the ballsy blonde who had dared to reach out and run her fingers through Chase's hair as if she had every right to touch him.

  Did women really act like this?

  Chase handled her beautifully, pulling her hand from his space and returning it deliberately to her own side, yet she was oblivious to his hint because she dug into her purse and came out with a pen. Emma watched in awe as she pulled her skimpy tank top aside to bare the ample swell of breast while she pressed the pen into Chase's hand.

  "I'm out of paper, but you can give me an autograph on my body. In fact, you can do whatever you want to me, anywhere you want, if you get my drift."

  Emma was actually embarrassed for the brash woman currently making a fool of herself, but she was also alarmed because her loud voice had begun to attract a crowd. Jaxson's hand moved from her ass up to wind around her waist, pulling her closer to his body making it clear she was with him.

  The redhead wasn't interested in Chase. She was pouting as she noticed Jaxson cozying up to Emma. The sour look on her face matched her poisonous words when she opened her big mouth. "A man like you… believe me, you can do a bit better in the hook up department. Take me for example. I'm available."

  Emma felt her Dom's muscles tightening as he fought to control his temper. Their first foray into public was turning out to be just about as disastrous as she'd predicted. The crowd was growing. People had their cell phones out, some whispering and pointing, others pressing forward to try to get a better look.

  Jaxson turned to Emma and hugged her to him, whispering in her ear, "I'm sorry, baby. I'm gonna deal with this and then we'll get out of here." He kissed her forehead tenderly before releasing her, nodding to Chase who moved to take his place with Emma while Jaxson stepped closer to the two women who had started the scene.

  A look of victory lit up the makeup-caked face of the blonde as Jaxson stepped close, invading her personal space for a change. Her look of victory didn't last long. He spoke into her ear too softly for Emma to hear his words, but whatever he said replaced victory with anger. She opened her mouth to argue with him, but he put his index finger against her lips and warned her. "Not another word. Turn around and get the hell away from us now, before I call the police and report you for harassment."

  The women stomped off, cussing Jaxson out loudly as they left.

  "Sorry for the disruption everyone. You can all go back to your shopping now. There's nothing to see here."

  A college co-ed that had been taping the event on her phone looked like she might attempt to ask for an autograph, but then thought better of it as she glanced at the two departing women.

  Only after the dust settled did Emma realize she was shaking. She wasn't sure if it was the too-cold air-conditioning or the too-hot embarrassment of the scene that had just played out. Regardless, Chase and Jaxson sandwiched her as they often did, all linked intimately until she started to feel better.

  "Well, that was fun." Chase said, a bit too cheery.

  Emma bit her tongue to keep from saying 'I told you so.' This was exactly the kind of reception she'd known she'd get when going into public with the gorgeous men she was in love with and they hadn't left Madison, Wisconsin yet. What was it going to be like in London or Paris, or God-forbid in Washington DC the following week when they went to the fund-raiser with Jaxson's family?

  "Can we go home now, please?" She asked quietly. She wasn't sure whose hand was caressing her back, but it was helping.

  Jaxson took charge as usual. "We aren't going to let a few idiots ruin our day. Let's get going to checkout."

  They piled the groceries into the back of the rental truck and then drove Emma around campus running errand after errand, checking things off her list. With each checkmark she made, she felt another weight being lifted off her shoulders. By the time Jaxson pulled into the large mall on the outskirts of town she was downright floating. Other than the embarrassing event in the grocery store, the day had been fun—perfect even.

  But she was tired and more than anything, she needed to get home so she could get rid of the hitchhiker still lodged in her ass. It had now been there for twelve hours and was becoming more uncomfortable by the minute. It didn't help that they'd insisted she eat a late lunch with them.

  She tried one more time to dissuade the men from their current mission; operation Emma makeover.

  "Can't we please go home now? I'm really tired. I didn't sleep well last night. We can come back tomorrow."

  "That's enough, Emma. We are going to be busy taking some of your stuff to your parents tomorrow. We won't stay long, but I do want to get started on that big 'ole list of yours." Jaxson was authoritative as always.

  The mall was cool in the July heat. It looked like it was a popular destination for othe
rs trying to cool off.

  Emma tried not to notice the attention they were attracting as the threesome walked hand-in-hand window shopping, stopping to peruse through a few clothes stores before finally arriving at Victoria's Secret. The wolfish grins on the men's faces as they pulled her deeper into the store was almost worth the uncomfortable feelings she had looking at the stick-thin mannequins in their skimpy size two unmentionables. The men deserted her to spread out, each gathering up armfuls of sexy garments they couldn't wait for her to try on.

  Emma meandered aimlessly, trying not to panic at the thought that the store may not have size sixteen anything and in her experience, a size sixteen in a place like this might fit a normal size six since things were cut so small.

  Two beautiful store clerks were nearby gossiping, never bothering to offer to assist Emma, which suited her just fine. Yet, she watched with interest as the two young women noticed Jaxson and Chase talking nearby, holding up a sexy baby-doll negligee that was completely transparent. Emma blushed at the thought of wearing that for her men.

  The urge to go to the ladies room was growing, pushing her into a submissive mindset as she realized she'd need permission from her Dom before she could do something as basic as use the restroom.

  The sound of high-pitched giggles dragged her attention back to the store and she glanced over just in time to see the two workers trying their best to seduce her men. Their body language screamed 'fuck me' and their annoying voices carried across the space, grating on Emma.

  Jaxson looked over and caught her eye, smiling the sexiest smile in his arsenal of sexy. It disarmed her completely. That man—that sex-god—he loved her. That the grinning hunk next to him loved her too blew her mind. Her heart contracted with love just as her bottom contracted in cramps. She reached for her gurgling tummy and both men's smiles waned with worry.

  She hadn't heard what had been discussed before, but when the men got to her side and stopped, she witnessed the surprised looks on the faces of the two sales associates. They turned green with envy as the men held her, excitedly showing her what they'd picked out for her to try on.

  Chase was like a little boy. "Look at this awesome robe. It will be a perfect replacement for your current one."

  "Hey, there is nothing wrong with my robe."

  Jaxson snorted. "Not if this was 1950. Sorry babe, but the old-lady robe has to go."

  The word robe was generous to describe the scrap of cloth Chase held up for her inspection. "Where's the rest of it?"

  "This could be your summer robe, for when it's really hot."

  "I can't wait to see you try this on, Em. The color is gonna look great on you."

  "I repeat, where's the rest of it?" Emma grinned, playful.

  The sales ladies had arrived next to their little group. "Can I setup a fitting room for you? I'd be happy to take these to hang in the dressing room."

  Emma pulled at Jaxson's arm to pull him closer. "I really do need to em... well... you know. Can't we go home and come back tomorrow?"

  "Don't be ridiculous. You just need to go to the bathroom and then come back." Before she could protest, he turned to the sales lady to ask, "Where is the nearest ladies room? You wouldn't have one here in the store by chance, would you?"

  The women exchanged conspiratorial glances. "Well technically no. There is just a small one in the back for employees. We are only supposed to let customers use it in the case of emergencies."

  Chase threw the women a flirty smile. "Well this is an emergency of sorts." He glanced at Emma and she panicked. Surely he wouldn't go there.

  "Emma here has been naughty. She needs some privacy to... well... let's just say she has to remove her punishment."

  The women's mouths opened wide in shock over what Chase had just said. No one was more surprised than Emma though. How dare he talk about their private relationship to total strangers? She was just about to let him have it when Jaxson linked his hand in hers and led her towards the back of the store. She tried to pull him to a stop, but he was too strong.

  "Please, Jaxson. I want to go home. Don't make me do this here."

  "You're being punished, Emma. The purpose of a punishment is not to make it as easy as I can. It's to make you never want to repeat your mistake again. If you don't like being treated like a naughty girl, then I suggest you refrain from putting yourself down in the future."

  She wanted the floor to open up and swallow her then and there. They waited for one of the sales girls to escort them to the back of the store, using a key on a ring to open the door to a small bathroom. She rushed into the room, happy to get away from the smirking grin on the petite sales lady's face. She rushed to close the door, almost slamming it in Jaxson's face. He and Chase both pressed into the small room with her and slammed the door closed.

  "Oh no. You guys are not staying in here with me. No way. No how."

  "You're no fun," Chase teased.

  Jaxson made her wait for his answer, but he finally folded. "Fine, we'll leave, but not until after we take the plug out for you. After you're done I want you to wash it and then knock on the door. We'll come back to push it back in."

  "But... I thought it was over now."

  "Nope. Not until bedtime tonight."

  She tried to think logically. "There's no way you'll get it back in without lube. We'll have to wait..."

  She was cut off by Jaxson pulling a small tube of lube out of his pocket with a grin. "I picked up an extra travel size when we were at the store earlier. I figured I should start carrying. You never know when the mood may strike. Aren't I a good boy scout?"

  "Just brilliant," she replied dripping sarcasm.

  He didn't seem upset in the least. "Turn around, sweetheart. Lean over and put your hands on the sink."

  Emma moved slowly, following directions. Chase stepped behind her, reaching around to unsnap her capri pants, lowering her zipper and pressing her pants to fall around her ankles.

  "Bend over farther for me, honey. Stick that beautiful ass out for me."

  Emma closed her eyes to avoid seeing her flaming face in the mirror above the sink. She thrust her ass out, knowing her men were admiring the look of the anal plug jutting out of her bottom.

  "The bruising isn't too bad today. Be glad I stopped at ten or you'd be sporting some significant bruises on this bootie of yours."

  He'd been twirling the plug as he spoke. She both hated and loved what he was doing to her. More accurately, she wanted to hate what he was doing, but she couldn't. It felt too fantastic. The fullness. His dominance. The tenderness painting her ass. It all added up to an overwhelming desire to surrender. She wouldn't tell the men, but they could ask her anything in that moment and she'd do it.

  She felt bereft without the fullness as soon as the hardness left her body in a quick rush. Jaxson reached around her to throw the toy into the sink.

  The hard slap to her bare globe got her attention, snapping her eyes up to look at the men standing behind her through the reflection of the mirror. She saw their desire shining back at her. They wanted her.

  "Five minutes, Emma. We'll be back and will help you get put back together."

  The five minutes flew by, but she was ready for them when they returned, knocking softly before entering. She was just drying the hard toy. Her bottom hole was sore and she wasn't looking forward to it being filled again, but she knew better than to ask for a reprieve.

  She handed the plug to Jaxson reluctantly.

  "Chase, sit on the toilet. Emma, stand in front of him and lean over so he's holding onto your torso."

  They moved to follow directions and within seconds, Emma had her ass thrust out towards her Dom as he used his feet to move her legs to a wider stance. Emma tried to look down into Chase's lap, but he wouldn't allow it. He lifted her chin from her chest to look up into his beautiful, brown eyes.

  "Keep your eyes open and on me, honey."

  The drizzle of lube was cold against her overheated body. Like the night before, Jaxso
n took a couple of minutes to swish the lube generously around her pucker, inserting two fingers to loosen her. The hard tip of the plug pressed against her tender rosette. It didn't take much effort to seat it this time. Her body welcomed it back inside as if it belonged there.

  She was about to stand when she felt Jaxson's fingers exploring lower, sliding through her slick crease. It felt amazing. If it weren’t for the suspicion there were two sales ladies eavesdropping on the other side of the thin door, she'd beg him to fuck her here and now. She'd been on edge all day.

  Chase leaned in to kiss her tenderly, their tongues exploring just as Jaxson's fingers explored below. His slight pinch to her clit sent jolts of desire through her, setting her to rocking her ass back and forth in an attempt to bring more friction to her neglected body part

  She was so close to coming. Her brain knew she shouldn't. Not without permission, especially after a punishment, but she wanted it bad. Needed it even.

  His fingers were gone in an instant, used to slap her ass several times while she groaned her disappointment.

  Jaxson chuckled behind her as he leaned down to pull her pants and panties up as Chase grinned in front of her.

  "That was not nice," she pouted.

  "You can wait a few more hours." Jaxson hugged her sliding his hand over the hard plug, pressing it deeper.

  "Yes, sir." The dominance in his eyes melted her insides into a pool of goo. God she wanted him bad.

  After washing up, Emma let her men lead her out of the small room where sure enough, the two sales ladies were waiting for them. She wondered who was taking care of other customers if they were back here spying on the threesome.

  "Mr. Davidson, we've setup a fitting room for you if you'd like to follow me sir."

  So they knew who the men were. Of course they did. Everyone did.

  The men took a seat in the chairs near the three-way mirror. Emma spent the next thirty minutes trying on skimpy clothes and modeling them for her model boyfriends. She tried not to be self-conscious of her soft tummy and rounded bottom as they filled out the racy undergarments in a way very unlike the hundreds of thin models the men worked with every day. If the hard erections filling out their jeans were any indication, they really were telling the truth when they told her how sexy her curves were.