All Chapters of Crossing the Line: Forbidden MM Tales: Chapter 31 - Chapter 37

Jax remained silent, watching him. "I saw that asshole hit you, and I lost it. I didn't think about the game, the penalty, or what Coach would say. I just wanted to make him pay for touching you." Kai dragged both hands through his hair, pulling at the roots as he let out a frustrated breath. "And that's what scares the hell out of me. I couldn't even control myself." He stood up abruptly, unable to remain seated with Jax watching him like that. "Do you have any idea how fucking crazy that is?" he continued, pacing a few steps before turning back. "I've spent weeks trying to get you out of my space, and now I'm out there risking penalties because some asshole decided to hurt you. What the hell does that even mean?" Jax opened his mouth, but Kai wasn't finished. "And don't look at me like you expect me to have an answer because I don't!" Kai snapped. His voice echoed through the small room before he caught himself and lowered it. "I don't understand why I care. I don't underst

Lucas My back was against the thin infirmary bed, the metal frame creaking like it was about to snap. Brittany was riding me hard, her short school skirt bunched around her waist, panties shoved to the side. Her tight, wet pussy slid up and down my thick cock, swallowing every inch while she bit her lip to keep from moaning too loud. “Fuck, Britt… just like that,” I growled, gripping her ass with both hands, fingers digging into her soft flesh as I thrust up into her. My dick was rock hard, veins throbbing, the fat head dragging along her walls with every stroke. She was soaking wet, creaming all over my shaft, the wet sounds of her pussy echoing in the small room. I sat up, sucking hard on her neck, one hand slipping under her blouse to squeeze her tit. She gasped, grinding faster, her clit rubbing against my pelvis. “I’m close, Lucas… don’t stop,” she whimpered, her walls starting to flutter around me. “Yeah? Gonna cum on my cock like a good girl?” I smirked, thrusting

Ethan The silence in the room was suffocating. Lucas sat up slowly, his movements deliberate, like a cat stretching before a strike. The relaxed, arrogant posture from a moment ago vanished. His entire energy changed, turning sharp and intense. "Oh, really?" Lucas murmured, his voice dripping with amusement. He didn't just look at me; he picked me apart with his eyes. He stared at my shaking hands, searching for a crack in my armor. I quickly turned back to my desk, my heart hammering wildly against my ribs. I grabbed a stray notebook just to look busy. "It's not worth looking at," I muttered, my voice tighter and weaker than I wanted it to be. "Just leave it alone." But he didn't stop. I heard the rustle of the bedsheets. My breath hitched as his heavy footsteps started moving toward me. What the hell is he doing? Every step he took seemed to swallow the remaining air in the room. He kept coming, invading my personal space until I was forced backward. My heel hit the edge of

Julian The studio lights hummed overhead, and the heat from them hung over the soundstage like a weight."Alright, positions, everyone! We're rolling in two!" the director called through a megaphone, and the crew scattered to the dark edges of the room.I swallowed hard. My throat was dry, and my fingers kept twisting the hem of my oversized shirt. I wasn't an actor. I was just a student who had agreed to take a three-day acting job because I needed the money to cover my next semester's tuition.When someone from the agency approached me with the offer, I hadn't thought twice about accepting it. The payment was enough to cover what I owed, and all I had to do was show up, follow instructions, and get through three days of filming.At least, that's what I thought.Then I read the call sheet that morning. The scene we were shooting that day was an intimate scene that came dangerously close to simulating actual sex.I had considered backing out, but the thought of losing the money kept