Page 72 of Cross the Line
“Put him inside you, Baby,” Jayden groans, squeezing his grasp on my hand around his cock while his other arm bands around my waist and lifts me over Eli’s lap.
A long, languid hiss vibrates into my chest as Eli’s hands mold to my ass, fingers clawing deep, while I guide him through my slick flesh to my entrance. The blunt head of his girth stretches me with every inch as Jayden lowers me onto Elijah’s dick. His lips press to the transfer tattoo on my shoulder with a languorous kiss.
My breaths turn shallow with the slurry of whimpers pushing from the depths of my lungs when Eli bites down on the swell of my breast with a drawn-out curse.
“Fuck. Fuck… so tight.” His hands grip my ass harder, holding me still when I’m completely seated on his length.
My pussy clenches around him as he throbs so deep it hurts. It kills to stay still and just feel. Jayden’s arm bands tighter around me; his lips pepper kisses into my hair as he releases my hand, letting me brace on his hip, while his palm trails up Elijah’s arm. His kisses grow harder on my temple and the side of my face as he brushes his fingers along the broad line of Elijah’s shoulder.
“You okay?” He asks, lips at my ear when he cups Eli’s face in a tender caress.
I’m speechless, in rapt agony, as I nod at the same time as Eli’s dark stare flashes from Jayden’s to mine. The intensity could burn the world down around us as his hands move to my hips, grinding me deeper onto him with a groan, “Yes. Good. So good…”
Jayden’s arm relaxes around my waist, lifting higher. His fingers tickle through the valley of my breasts, up to my throat, while the hand on Eli’s face meanders down his chest to my thigh, inching slowly to the top of my slit where he teases my clit.
“You heard the man, Lucky,” Jayden rasps into my ear with his palm pressed to my pulse and his long fingers closing around my neck. “Be a good girl and fuck our man nice and slow. I want to hear how good you take his cock.”
A shiver rolls down my spine.
Our man.
God, it hits better every time I hear it. So much so that, before my brain catches up, I’m doing exactly as Jayden instructed.
My hips circle slow and easy, matching the pace of Jayden’s fingers on my clit. His erection grinds into my back as I watch him in the large mirror to the side, taking in Eli’s face—completely lost to the thrall of our man’s low groans.
They’re exquisite. The sight of them is so mesmerizing that all thought leaves my head. My body moves on autopilot, chasing every way to make Elijah moan. Every throb of his cock pushes him impossibly deeper as my pussy takes him. My body accepts everything he gives with the slow rut of his hips and the hard clutch of his hands on mine.
Jayden’s wet fingers lift to my mouth, trailing my arousal across my lips before he pushes them in, straight to the back of my throat. Spit pools on my tongue the instant I gag around the intrusion, jerking my body forward as Elijah bucks into me.
My teeth snap around Jayden’s fingers at the sudden frisson of aching bliss that shoots into my belly, tightening my pussy around Elijah’s cock and opening my throat with a suffocated cry.
“Just like that, Baby,” Jayden groans as my body undulates, fucking Elijah faster while his fingers stroke in and out of my mouth until I’m choking on the pooled saliva with the metallic tang of my arousal hot on my taste buds. Dragging his fingers out, he holds his palm out in front of me. “Spit.”
Elijah’s eyes snap to mine, watching intently as I pull every drop of saliva to the front of my mouth and follow Jayden’s order.
“Fuck, Eli,” I cry hoarsely at the blunt piston of Elijah’s hips.
His hands take over the momentum, using my body to pleasure himself with punishing strokes that push all the air out of my lungs and into Jayden’s mouth as he tips my head back until my throat burns from the pull.
“Look at you…” Jayden grinds out, his spit-slick hand fisting his cock at my back. “So fucking beautiful taking his cock so well.”
“Your pussy is so perfect,” Elijah gasps, pulling me onto his chest.
His mouth finds mine in a stuttered inhale as I brace on his shoulders and up the pace. I’m tingling all over; goosebumps cover my skin at the rake of Jayden’s hand down my back, anchoring above Elijah’s.
I suck a short breath, feeling that buzz of electricity coil around my bones as Elijah slams me harder and faster on his length.
“Oh my God, Eli…” The words jam together as Jayden’s fingers trace lower from my hip to the top of my ass.
He slots between Eli’s legs, his front pressed to one side of my back while he fucks himself over the curve of my thigh.
I hear how close he is to coming; I feel the tremors roll through his body and into mine at the same time Elijah’s bucks turn jagged. We’re all right there, and my body wants this release more than anything. It’s threatening to break my bones with the slow, torturous build.
Then Jayden’s fingers inch lower through my crease. The tip of his finger brushes over my hole, and I shudder at the sensation, then it dips lower to the slick skin below. Dragging my wetness up, he circles lightly.
“This hole is mine,” he says.
Elijah’s hands spread me wider, then pause. “Okay?” he asks, voice frayed but careful.
