Crossing the Line

I told Jimmy I was going to the mall to buy new lingerie “for us,” I said with a sweet smile. He looked at me with tired hope in his eyes and kissed me goodbye. “I love you,” he whispered. “Let’s start fresh tonight.” My heart ached as I drove away, but the ache between my legs was stronger. Jax’s last message burned in my mind: Don’t make me wait. His apartment was on the edge of town a rough, masculine place that smelled of leather, smoke, and danger. The moment I stepped inside, Jax grabbed me by the throat and slammed the door shut. “You disobeyed me last night,” he growled, pushing me against the wall. “Made me look weak in front of my brothers.” “I’m sorry” My words were cut off as he kissed me brutally, biting my lower lip. He ripped my dress open, buttons flying everywhere. His hands were rough as he squeezed my breasts and shoved two thick fingers inside me without warning. “Still so f*****g wet for me,” he snarled. “Your husband thinks he can keep you? Pathetic.” He dragged me to his bedroom and threw me on the bed. Within seconds he was naked, his massive c**k rock hard and angry. He didn’t bother with foreplay. He spread my legs wide and slammed into me in one brutal thrust. “Fuuuuck!” I screamed, my back arching. Jax f****d me like he hated me hard, deep, merciless. The bed slammed against the wall with every thrust. He choked me, slapped my t**s, and called me every dirty name imaginable. “Tell me who owns this married p***y,” he demanded. “You do!” I cried, legs shaking. “Jax owns it!” He flipped me over and took me from behind, spanking my ass red while pounding me. I came twice like that, screaming his name, my juices soaking his sheets. But Jax wasn’t done. He pulled out and pressed his thick c**k against my asshole. “Take it all tonight,” he growled. He pushed in slowly at first, then started f*****g my ass with long, powerful strokes. The pain mixed with pleasure until I was pushing back against him like a w***e in heat. While he destroyed my ass, he reached around and rubbed my c**t roughly. “c*m for me, slut. c*m while your husband waits at home like a fool.” I exploded, my whole body convulsing as I squirted all over his bed. Jax roared and filled my ass with thick ropes of hot c*m. We f****d two more times once in the shower, once on his couch. By the time I left, it was past 11 PM. My legs were shaky, my holes sore and leaking, and my neck had fresh bite marks. When I got home, Jimmy was waiting in the living room, still dressed. “You were gone for five hours,” he said quietly. His eyes scanned my disheveled appearance messy hair, swollen lips, the smell of s*x clinging to me. “I… lost track of time,” I lied weakly. Jimmy stood up slowly. “Don’t lie to me anymore, Lily-Rose.” His voice cracked. “I called Sarah. You weren’t with her. You were with him again, weren’t you?” Tears filled my eyes. I couldn’t deny it this time. “Yes,” I whispered. Jimmy laughed bitterly, tears in his own eyes. “I gave you one night. One fantasy. And now you’re choosing him over our marriage? Over our kids?” “It’s not like that” I reached for him but he stepped back. “Then what is it like?” he shouted. “You come home smelling like his c*m! Your p***y is probably still full of him right now!” The guilt hit me like a wave. I dropped to my knees in front of him. “I’m sorry, baby. I’m so sorry. I’ll stop. I swear I’ll stop.” Jimmy looked down at me, broken. But then something dark flickered in his eyes. He unzipped his pants. “Prove it,” he said coldly. “Clean his mess with your mouth.” My hands shook as I pulled out his c**k and took him into my mouth, tasting the faint remnants of Jax mixed with my own juices. Jimmy f****d my face roughly, using me like a toy for the first time. After he came down my throat, he looked at me with cold eyes. “I don’t know if I can trust you anymore.” He walked to the bedroom and locked the door behind him, leaving me on the floor. My phone buzzed. Jax: Same time tomorrow. And this time you’re staying the whole night. I stared at the message, tears running down my face. I was trapped between the man I loved and the man I craved.