Page 171 of Cross the Line
“Do it.” Her sharp heels dig into my ass. “Fuck me.”
I do. With one hard thrust, I fuck all the way inside her. Jayden’s cock chasing mine with a feral grunt. “Goddamn…”
“Yes! God, yes. Don’t stop!”
The sexy rasp of her voice unravels me. Undoes all remnants of my control as I pound into her, fucking her pussy and Jayden’s cock all at once while he bounces her in time to my drives.
Loud and keening, her cries fill the air, scrambling the toy’s rhythm.And fuck, the combination of the out-of-sync buzz, the friction of Jayden’s hard length, and her tight pussy clamping around us with her building release is scorching me to the core.
“That’s it, Baby,” Jayden grunts, fucking her harder and faster onto us. “We’re going to fill this cunt so good. So deep. You want that, don’t you?”
“Yes. Fill me, please…”
“You heard our girl,” he grits, bringing his face to mine as I lick up her chest. “You gonna fill her up with me?”
His mouth crashes over mine before I can reply. The taste of him tips me over. Pulling my reply from the depths of my soul as my cock pulses along his, filling our girl with my hot cum while his release coats my dick, her pussy…
“Oh fuck,” Finley cries, body locking as she shatters around us. “Yes… yes…yes…”
The heat of her release is divine. Goddamn perfection. From her breathy cries, to her rivering tears, to her spasms milking us dry.
“So damn perfect,” Jayden murmurs over my lips as Finley sighs, “God, yes… Heaven.”
CHAPTER 46
JAYDEN
My heart is still pounding to the crazy rhythm we set back in the champagne room. The music is really going for it as we head back into the crowd.
“Wait,” Finley calls behind me, tugging me back to her. Her chin is on my shoulder, mouth at my ear as she croons, “You want me to keep your cum inside me, you need to slow down.”
Good God, when she speaks dirty, my brain blacks out. All common sense—all the smarts—go right out the window.
“The vibrator will keep you all filled up until we get back to the hotel.” I hear Eli tell her with a low chuckle that knots all my insides.
“Promise you’re not going to turn it back on,” Finley groans at the mention of the toy he put back inside her while I dressed her again.
Not that there was much to dress. But while he plugged our cum inside our girl and then tried to fix her hair, I made sure all her intimate parts remained so.
We might have created the illusion that what we did was in plain view, but the moment I locked the door, the spotlights outside the two-way mirror glass made sure no one could see inside.
“I promise,” Eli says, pulling her into him as we come to a stop below the mezzanine of our private suite.
His other hand grips mine, lacing our fingers together. We’re all rumpled and perfectly just-fucked disheveled.
The look suits Eli too damn much. His hair is all roughed to one side. Odds and ends pointing in all directions, even as Finley tries to comb herfingers through it. His shirt has her makeup smeared on it, and his pants are creased from where they were pushed low on his thighs.
“You’re good?” he asks our girl one more time, his black stare roving down her body. “You’re sure?”
“Never better,” she answers without pause. “I’ve got you and JJ inside me. I’m…perfect.”
Canting her face to the side, she holds his jaw in both her hands. As I press my lips to the top of her head, she kisses Eli. A quick, chaste kiss that he chases with a growly nip when the beat thins out and a futuristic voice, morphing from male to female, begins the countdown to the new year.
Finley spins between us, her arms wrapping around my waist and Eli’s. The giddy wiggle that rolls through her warms me more than any lurid touch or game.
Their happiness is everything. Theonlything that matters to me. The rest is a bonus.
“Happy New Year,” Finley sings over the music as their mouths press to mine.
