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Lax Ch. 01

By: rgainedi



Jane sat hunched over her manuscript as she slowly sipped at her watery whiskey and coke. She noticed that the ice was melted, so she motioned to the bar tender to bring her a new one. Jane looked around her favorite New York City "hole in the wall" dive bar. It had been her refuge since she moved to the city three years ago. Jane wrote books as a hobby and came here to write and relax. The crowd was usually just barflies and it was a pretty quiet place. On this Wednesday evening, Jane savored the quiet of the bar with just the hum of ESPN in the background. All of the regulars had learned to leave Jane alone long ago as she had no interest in conversation when she worked. As Jane bent back to her manuscript, a group of five rowdy guys entered the bar and sat at two tables near the pool tables in the back. 

"Oh great," thought Jane, "There goes my peace and quiet." 

From what Jane could see in a brief glance, they looked like heavy metal groupies. Four of the guys were very loud and obnoxious. The fifth was sitting quietly to one side, sipping a drink and thinking. Jane returned to her writing. After ten minutes, two of the guys headed back to the pool tables and two headed off to play darts. The quiet one remained at his table with his drink. Jane watched him as she wondered what in the world he could be thinking so intently about. He stood up and Jane looked away quickly. He headed back to the restroom and she watched his backside intently as he walked away. I could grab a handful of that, Jane thought to herself, a small smile curving her lips. He wasn't the type of guy that Jane usually was attracted to, but she couldn't help but stare as he walked back to his table. Jane tried to figure out what was drawing her to him as she looked him up and down. He had reddish blond hair that hung well past half way down his back. A red bandana held it back out of his face. He was on the lean side with well defined muscles and almost a swimmer's build under a sleeveless shirt and torn jeans. He had multiple tattoos on his arms that Jane eyed curiously. Jane studied his face briefly. He was not classically handsome, but had fine features and a baby face that was almost at odds with the rest of his rocker look. All of a sudden, he looked up and caught Jane's eye, smiling slightly. Jane colored slightly and looked away quickly, embarrassed at being caught staring. His smile grew as he sat down and took another drink. After about ten minutes, he stood up and slowly made his way to Jane's table. Jane was pretending to work intently, but sensed him approaching. He pulled out the chair across from her and spun it around backwards before sitting down on it. Jane looked up at him, startled at his blunt arrival. "Hi. I'm Lax." He said as he took another drink from his glass. 

"I'm Jane." Jane replied, a little breathless. 

Lax continued sipping his drink as he leisurely looked Jane up and down. Jane colored slightly as he copied her earlier study of him. 

"So Jane, what brings you to this dive on this fine Wednesday evening?" Lax asked, eyeing her manuscript. 

"I'm a writer. It's my night job. I do it for fun." Jane replied, "I do most of my work in here. Most nights it's quiet. How did you happen to end up in my favorite spot?" 

"I'm a musician," Lax said quietly, "My band just got done with a gig. We wanted to hang out in a quieter bar than the usual" 

Well, that explains the look, thought Jane to herself. Lax motioned to the bartender and looked at her with a question in his eyes. Jane nodded as Lax motioned for the bartender to bring them both a new drink. As the night wore on, Jane began to really enjoy talking to Lax and began to flirt mildly with him. He was a bad boy, but it was tempered with a polite and respectful edge. Around midnight, the rest of the band wandered over and told Lax they were moving on to a louder, busier bar. 

"I'll catch up with you tomorrow," Lax said, eyeing Jane, "I'm not done here yet." 

The rest of the guys just shrugged and moved towards the door. 

"I hope you don't if I stay." Lax said, looking at Jane intensely. 

"Not at all. I'm glad you stayed." Jane replied, nervously. 

"Let's take a walk." Lax said. 

They paid the bartender and headed out into the quiet fall New York night. Lax put his arm around Jane's shoulders as they walked slowly next to the Hudson River. They came to a brick bridge pillar and leaned against it, watching the water. Jane was busy enjoying the heavy feeling of his arm around her. He was warm and very solid. Lax looked down at her face silently. Jane wished he would kiss her, but he just looked back out at the river, smiling slightly. Jane sighed silently and also gazed back out over the river. After five minutes, Lax turned to her and lifted her chin slightly and softly kissed her mouth. He looked down at her, again with a question in his eyes. Jane just smiled. She placed her hand on his chest leaned up to kiss him again. The kiss was long and slow. Jane melted into Lax's chest and deepened the kiss. Lax brought both arms around her and slid his tongue slowly into her mouth. Jane sighed. He tasted like rum and man. They stood kissing for a while before Lax turned her so her back was to the brick pillar. 

"My God, woman," Lax growled, "You smell like Jasmine and you taste like whiskey. It's enough to get a man undone." 

He leaned down again and kissed her deeply. The kiss was no longer soft and tender. It had taken on a passionate, hard edge. Jane reveled in the feel of the hard, cool bricks at her back and the warm, solid man pressing into the front of her. Jane moaned as Lax's hands slowly crept under her button down shirt. His large rough hands worked their way up as his mouth continued to devour hers. He found her breasts and softly caressed them through the thin material of her bra. Jane hummed against his mouth as he pressed his hips against her and she could feel him, hard, hot, and full. Just then, Lax unsnapped the front clasp of her bra and took both her breasts in his hands. The rough skin was a wonderful contrast to the softness of her breasts. His mouth slowly moved from her mouth down to her neck. 

"I, Uh," Jane stammered, "Perhaps we should take this somewhere just a little more private." 

She motioned with her head to someone standing a ways off watching them intently. Lax sighed, a harsh, frustrated sound. He grabbed her hand and started back towards the bar. I want him, Jane thought to herself, and not in the bar. 

"My apartment is just a block away," Jane said, "We could go there." 

Lax nodded and they headed up the block. They stopped in front of a quiet building so Jane could unlock the front door. Lax put his arms around her waist from behind her and kissed her neck as she tried to get the key into the lock. She finally got the door open and they hurried up the one flight of stairs. Again, Jane fumbled with the lock as Lax kissed her neck and ran his hands over her breasts. Finally, the door gave way and Jane and Lax stumbled in. Lax slammed and locked the door and then spun Jane around so she was between him and the door. His hands immediately went to the buttons of her shirt and undid them quickly. When he was done, Jane grabbed his shirt and pulled it over his head. She drank in the sight of his bar, muscled chest as he removed her already unhooked bra. He knelt down in front of her and undid her grey work trousers. Jane grabbed his belt and pulled him back up. Jane reached for his fly and let his loose jeans drop to the floor. Lax immediately closed the distance between them and pressed her hard against the door. Jane caught her breath at the feel of his chest against her breasts and his hips pressed to hers. Lax kissed Jane hard, as his hands found her breasts again. Jane ground her hips against his as he ravaged her mouth. Lax drew back, breathing hard. 

"Where's your bed?" He asked in a growl. 

Jane grabbed his hand and led him down the hallway. When they reached her room, Jane shrieked as Lax picked her up easily and tossed her on the bed, quickly following her. He peeled off her bikini underwear and drank in the sight of her naked form. He lay down gently on top of her and began to kiss her again. Jane ran her hands up and down his muscled back and ass as she enjoyed the feel of his weight on top of her. Lax's long hair surrounded them and he reached up and pulled off the bandana in annoyance. Slowly, he moved down Jane's body, kissing and sucking her skin as he went. He spent a while on her neck. 

"I wanna leave marks Jane," Lax panted, "I want you to remember me for a while." 

Jane just moaned as he sucked harder on the tender skin of her collar bone. Jane jerked against him as he kissed a sensitive spot. 

"Let me touch you." Jane gasped as he moved down to the tops of her breasts. 

"No." Lax said firmly, "You'll get your turn later."

Jane groaned, and muttered, "You're gonna pay for this!" 

Lax circled one of her nipples and drew it deeply into his mouth. Jane moved her hips against his hard length, trying to ease the ache building in her. Lax calmly moved to the other nipple and sucked it, firmly but gently. Jane swore and held him tighter to her. He slowly eased out of her grip and kissed down her taught stomach. Jane lay there, feeling slightly abandoned until she felt his rough hands part her thighs. Jane felt his soft hair brush over her thighs right before he kissed her. Jane almost screamed when she felt his hot, wet mouth part and caress her. He softly licked and sucked on her pussy until Jane thought she would go crazy. Lax gently touched her and slid a finger inside of her. Jane groaned and arched her hips toward him. Lax started slowly, licking her and moving his fingers in and out. He increased the intensity slowly but surely. Jane went over the edge, swearing and moaning. She came with a shriek and a loud cry of "Fuck!" Lax slowly crawled back up the bed as Jane lay panting and coming down from the incredible orgasm. 

"That was amazing!" Jane said, "But you are so going to pay!" 

Lax just smiled a small smirk and said, "I can pay all night babe."

"Smug Bastard." Jane said as she went to get a drink from the kitchen. 

Lax just laid on the bed with his hands behind his head, now smiling broadly. Jane came back into the room and climbed back on the bed. Lax pulled her down on top of him and kissed her hotly. 

"No!" said Jane, emboldened but the new infusion of whiskey, "Just lay back and enjoy."

Lax lay back and watched her as she settled herself on his hips and enjoyed the site of his naked torso. She leaned forward and kissed him hard. She aggressively sought his tongue and caressed and sucked it. 

She moved down to his neck and murmured, "I want you to remember me too." 

She nipped and sucked at his skin, enjoying every gasp he let slip. She moved down to his chest where she sucked one of his nipples into her mouth. He drew in a quick breath and caressed her hair. She moved on to the other nipple for a short time. 

Lax groaned and sighed, "Ah woman!" 

Jane just smiled a small smile at him and kissed down his chest and firm stomach. She kissed his belly button and his hips, carefully avoiding his rigid cock, still in his boxers. She sat up and carefully slid them down his legs and tossed them on the floor. She kissed down his thighs as he groaned in frustration. Finally, Jane licked his cock, from base to tip.

"Oh my God, woman!" Lax sighed.

Jane slowly took him in her mouth, using her lips and tongue to work him up further. Lax was moaning and squirming now as Jane sucked him rhythmically in and out of her hot mouth. She used her hand to play with his balls as she worked her mouth up and down. Lax decided he couldn't take any more.

"Enough!" He said roughly as he pulled Jane back up his body and seated her on his hips. 

"You're a witch, you know that?" Lax said as he ground his cock against Jane's clit. 

She didn't answer, but sucked in her breath and gave him a wanton look. Lax grabbed her hips and lifted her slightly. He placed his cock at her entrance, not yet coming inside her. 

"Take me inside." He whispered.

Jane sank down slightly and moaned as she felt the tip go in. She eased up a bit and then sank all the way down. 

"Holy Shit!" Jane moaned, as she sat very still, enjoying the feel of him full inside her for the first time. 

Lax lay, fighting for control, as her muscles blenched and relaxed, getting used to him. Jane slowly began to move up and down on him, loving the feel of his hard, hot, cock reaching deep inside her. 

"I gotta move." Lax groaned as he thrust up into her, matching her stroke for stroke. 

Jane was breathing heavier as his cock reached deeper and deeper inside her. Jane's body began to tense at all the sensations.

Lax noticed and said, "Lean back a little baby." 

Jane did and he found her clit with his fingers and began to play with her as he thrust harder and quicker into her. Jane came with a scream and collapsed onto Lax's chest as he continued to thrust gently into her. Grabbing her hips, Lax held her tight and rolled them over so he was on top of her. 

"You're amazing." Jane sighed. 

Lax just smiled and kissed her, hard and hot. 

"You're so sexy when you come," He murmured, "Next time I want you to call my name."

Jane felt a surge of heat at his suggestion flowing from her belly to her pussy where Lax was slowly rocking against her. 

"Let's get this party started again." He said.

Lax sat up suddenly, slipping out of her. Jane made a disappointed sound as he got to his knees. Lax quickly drew both her legs up over one of his shoulders and then pulled her hips close to him. He entered her, inch by inch. Jane squirmed in frustration at the pace he set. Once he was fully inside her, Lax began moving again. Jane groaned as he hit new hot sponts deep inside her. Lax picked up the pace until Jane was tense and writing beneath him. Again, he found her clit with his fingers and began to thrust hard as he played with her. "

"Oh fuck," Jane cried as she started her orgasm, "Oh yeah!"

"Say my name baby. Who's making you crazy?" Lax urged.

"Oh yes Lax, Yes! Ah Lax!" Jane screamed as she went over the edge.

Lax threw back his head and thrust as deep as he could and came with her. Jane pulled Lax down and roughly bit his shoulder as they came. Lax collapsed on top of her and lay still for a while, still inside her. Jane sighed contentedly. It had been a long time since she had been well fucked, and this was definitely well fucked. Lax rolled off her and lay still. Jane curled up next to him and they both passed out. Jane woke up late the next morning alone. She rolled her eyes and stumbled towards the shower. She noticed a note taped to the bathroom mirror. She opened it and read,

"Jane, thank you for an amazing night. Sorry I couldn't stay and go for round two this morning. We had to drive to Boston today for a gig and I had to leave really early. You were pretty sound asleep and I didn't want to wake you up. I'll be back in NYC Friday. I hope I see you then. I'll stop back at the bar around 8. I hope you're there. Take care of my lucky bandana for me. I couldn't find it this morning. See ya sexy. Lax. 

Lax Ch. 02



Chapter 2 - Reunion

Jane hummed as she took a long bath and got dressed with unusual care. It was the night Lax was back in town. Jane's breath caught as she got lost in the erotic memories of the day she met Lax. She shivered as she thought of his rough hands on her body. She added a touch of makeup and perfume before heading out the door. 

The bar was quiet as usual and Jane headed towards her usual spot and sat down. She ordered a rum and coke from Charlie, the bartender, and settled in to wait for Lax. She took a drink and sighed, remembering how he tasted of rum. Jane let her imagination run. She thought about the last time she had touched him. She blushed slightly as she thought of all the things that they had done and began to daydream of things she wanted to do tonight.

8 drinks and 4 hours later, it was 1 am. Jane was smashed. She decided she had waited long enough.

"Stupid man!" Jane grumbled as she staggered back towards her apartment. "It's a good thing I live so close." Jane thought as she leaned her head against the building's front door and flipped through her keys as her head spun. 

All of a sudden, a large, strong arm grabbed her from behind, one hand landing squarely over her mouth. Jane shrieked in surprise. 

"Easy baby girl, it's just me," said a calm, familiar, deep voice.

Jane's body relaxed as she realized who it was and then tensed again. Lax let go of her mouth and turned her to face him without letting her go. 

"You asshole," Jane growled, "I've been waiting for you at the bar for 4 hours!"

She tried to back away from him, but ended up getting dizzy again and slumping against him instead. Lax raised his eye brows at her.

"Sorry about that," Lax said, "The traffic between here and Boston is seriously fucked up. We just got back in town. I called Charley, but he said you already left."

Jane stared at him for a minute and then shrugged.

"It's ok," Jane said, breaking into giggles, "It just builds the antishipashun."

Lax's eyes widened once more for a second before he threw back his head and roared with laughter. 

"You're piss drunk!" Lax said, still bent over laughing.

"Give the man an award for both his detective skills and his sexiness." Jane said, giggling some more.

She eyed him hungrily. Now that he was here, she wanted to get the party started.

"Come on Captain Morgan," Lax said, grabbing her keys and opening the door, "Let's go upstairs."

Jane giggled yet again. 

"Captain Morgan. Aye Aye!" Jane said as she leaned heavily against Lax as they climbed the stairs to the second floor. 

Lax propped Jane against the wall as he unlocked the door. Jane just stared at Lax for a minute. 

"You are so hot." She sighed as Lax opened the door and steered her inside.

Lax lightly pushed her backwards and she landed on a couch.

"Don't sleep." Lax said seriously, "I'll make you some coffee."

He headed back to the kitchen and made a coffee for Jane and a drink for himself. Lax headed back into the living room and found Jane with her eyes closed, humming an Irish drinking song. 

"At least you're a happy drunk." Lax said, handing her the coffee mug, "Drink this." 

"Mmmmm" Jane sighed as she took a sip of hot coffee.

After a while, she felt much more awake. Lax was sitting across from her in a lazy boy. Jane set her cup down on a coffee table, still a little unsteady. She walked to Lax, took his empty glass, and set it down on the table. Lax said nothing as she walked back to him and sat down on his lap, facing him. He put his hands on her hips and then ran them up and down her waist. Jane closed her eyes and purred like a cat. 

"I've been thinking of this since I found your note last time." Jane said, as she ran her hands up and down his arms.

Lax didn't respond, but ran his eyes up and down her body. Jane felt her body tighten in response to his gaze. She decided that she didn't want to wait any longer. She leaned forward and caught Lax by surprise as she kissed his mouth, hard. Lax sat up and pulled her tight against him as he kissed her back. Jane groaned as she opened her mouth and Lax slid his tongue in her mouth and caressed her. Jane gasped into his mouth as Lax as he slid his hands up the back of her shirt. He broke the kiss as he deftly unhooked her bra and pulled it off as Jane played with his hair. Lax gave Jane a wicked smile as he took one hand out of her shirt and tangled it in her long hair. Jane gasped dizzily as Lax gently pulled her head back and began to kiss her neck. His other hand went to one of her breasts and caressed the soft skin. Jane moaned again at the sensations his hand and mouth were making in her. Jane leaned back slightly and started pulling at the hem of Lax's shirt. Lax let go of her for a minute and dragged the shirt up over his head. 

"You are just the hottest little thing." Lax gasped as he reached for the hem of Jane's shirt and pulled it off of her head.

Jane said nothing as she tangled a hand in Lax's long hair and pulled his head back. She started kissing and licking down his neck as he had done to her earlier. She sighed as she breathed in the way his skin smelled. There was nothing quite like the smell of a clean, hot man. Jane slid down off of Lax's legs and to the floor. She slid his legs apart and settled in between them on the floor. She kissed her way down his chest, savoring each gasp and each sigh. All of a sudden, she stood up. Jane grabbed Lax's belt and pulled him out of the chair. She tugged the belt loose and pulled it off quickly. She undid his pants, let them drop, and then shoved Lax back down into the chair.

"I think I like it when you're drunk!" Lax said with a smirk.

Jane just smiled as she knelt down again and started kissing where she had left off. Lax was rock hard in his boxers. Jane ran her hands up Lax's thighs from his knees. She looked straight into Lax's eyes as she ran one hand up over his cock in his boxers. She just smiled as he shuddered and dropped his head back on the chair. Jane took Lax's cock out of his boxers and savored the feel of it in her hand. He had a great looking cock and Jane loved the way it looked against her hands. Jane moved her hands around him as she kissed his thighs. Lax still had his head back on the chair, so Jane bit his thigh to get his attention. When his head snapped back up, Jane licked the tip of his cock, still looking him right in the eye. Keeping eye contact, Jane slid her mouth slowly down his cock, keeping her hands on him also. Lax let out a strangled groan as he gripped the arms of the chair. Jane moved her mouth and hands for a while, savoring Lax's groans. Lax's knuckles were white as he gripped the chair.

All of a sudden, Lax grabbed her hair again and eased her up off of his cock. Jane just looked up at him with a wanton look.

"Bloody hell, ya wench." Lax sighed as he stood up and pulled Jane to her feet also. 

Jane shrieked as Lax picked her up and threw her over his shoulder. 

"You are such a, such a, caveman!" Jane giggled as Lax carried her down the hallway. 

"Good," Lax said, "Maybe they'll start giving me commercials." 

He set her down and unbuttoned her jeans and pulled them off her legs. Jane sighed as Lax ran his hands over her thighs. He stared in appreciation at the red bikini underwear that Jane had chosen specially for him. 

"Come here." Lax said as he grabbed her hand and set her up on a dresser. 

He grasped the sides of her underwear and pulled them down. He grabbed a chair and sat in front of the dresser. His rough hands heated her thighs as he pushed them apart. Jane grabbed his head for balance. She sucked in her breath as he placed hot wet kisses up the inside of her thigh, stopping right before he got to where she desperately wanted him. Jane growled in frustration as he stopped abruptly and started up the inside of her other thigh. When he reached the place she wanted him, he reached out his tongue and brushed it against her slit as lightly as he could. 

"Please...let me come" whimpered Jane.

"Sit still girl, don't make me tie you up." Lax said with a grin.

Lax pushed her chest so that she was leaning back on the dresser. His fingers found her and he put three of them in and curled them toward himself. Jane moaned loudly and ground her hips against the sensation his fingers produced. He leaned forward and licked up one side of her lips and down the other. Jane squirmed and sighed. Suddenly, Lax sucked her clit into his mouth, hard. Jane shrieked at the sensation. Lax started moving his fingers in and out of her, increasing the intensity.

"Jane." Lax said seriously. 

Jane peeled her blue eyes open and looked into the fiery hazel of his. 

"I want you to come for me." Lax said quietly. "Come."

He sucked her clit back into her mouth and flicked it with his tongue. 

"Ahhhh!" Jane whined. 

She arched her back and thrust her hips as the sensation built like an approaching freight train. She screamed as a very powerful climax washed over her. 

"Yeah, get it!" Lax growled as he increased the pressure and drover her higher.

Jane collapsed back on the dresser, completely boneless. Lax gave her clit one last long lick, causing her body to jerk, then stood up. He picked her up and gently set her on the bed. He gently turned her over on the bed and raised her hips up. She propped herself up her elbows and looked back at him with a look of pure lust. 

"You better fuck the shit out of my pussy." Jane said calmly.

"You know I will. You'll be calling my name begging to come again." Lax replied, rolling on a condom.

Jane shuddered. She loved the way he talked dirty to her and how it made the warmth flow through her body straight to the core of her. Lax slapped Jane on her ass, hard. 

"Ooooh..." Jane moaned.

Lax pushed down on her back and then grabbed her hips, pulling her back to him. Grabbing his rock hard cock in his hand, Lax rubbed the head against Jane's lips and then up to her swollen, wet clit. Jane whined and squirmed her hips, trying to get him inside her. Lax smacked Jane's ass again. She groaned and thrust her hips back at him again. Lax lined up his cock with her pussy and drove it all the way into Jane, as deep as he could. 

"Ahhhh!!!!" Jane screamed. 

Lax threw his head back and fucked her hard. Jane pushed back on every thrust. 

"Yeah, fuck me!" Jane gasped as Lax continued to pound her pussy. 

Lax reached underneath her and rubbed her clit between two fingers as he slid in and out of her. 

"You're going to come again, aren't you my sweet little slut." Lax growled. "Get it Jane, come for me."

The words poured over Jane and tightened her pussy around Lax. 

"Just like that Jane. Tighten up on me and come. Come with my name." Lax gasped, struggling to put off coming for a few more minutes.

Jane felt it coming from deep inside her. The sound started deep in her chest as a whine and ended up a scream as Lax grabbed her nipple with his free hand and squeezed lightly. Lax thrust three more times into her as hard as he could, arriving at a mind bending climax as her inner walls squeezed and massaged his pulsing dick. 

Jane collapsed on the bed with Lax right behind her. 

"Are you going to be here in the morning?" Jane asked lazily. 

"Yeah, I don't have to go until Wednesday." Lax replied. 

Lax hauled Jane up against his chest and started snoring.



Lax Ch. 03



Chapter 3: The Club

Jane eyed herself in the full length mirror. A bit of grey eye liner, mascara, and some red lip gloss and she would be ready to go. She looked stunning in her short, dark grey jersey dress, the neck line draping around her shoulders and her hair down. Lax passed behind her in the mirror, stopping to growl his appreciation about how hot she looked and drop a kiss on her bare collar bone. Jane giggled nervously. Even after a whole year together, Lax still had the ability to make her blush and giggle like a ninny. She met his intense hazel eyes in the mirror and then traveled down what she could see of his body behind her. He looked hot in his black tee and loose tan cargo pants too. As usual, his hair was pulled back under a navy blue bandana, just the way she liked it. Lax reached out his hands and slid them around her waist from behind her, pulling her up against himself. He bent over her shoulder and pulled the neckline of her dress down over one shoulder with his teeth. He reached up a hand and brushed her hair to the side, giving it a small pull to arch her neck to the side. Jane sighed happily as he kissed his way back up her shoulder and started sucking on the tender spot where her neck met her shoulder. Jane LOVED that spot. He looked up in the mirror to meet her eyes and slid his hands up over her breasts on top of her dress. She could feel him, hard against her ass. His mouth stayed busy and his eyes held hers as he slid his hands down to her hips, pulling her against him, making sure she felt how hard he was. Jane caught her breath as his hand slid down to cup her pussy through her dress before she stepped away from him. She turned and wound her hands around his neck, arching her back and pressing her breasts into his chest. He could smell the perfume rising up between her breasts underneath her dress. It made him want to throw her on the floor and fuck her, going to the club be damned.

"Let me in. I want you." Lax breathed against her mouth, trying to get his hands under the hem of her dress.

"No." Jane said with a small giggle and a gentle smile, "We'll never get out tonight if we get started. "

She kissed him full on the mouth and then stepped away from him to put on her strappy heels. Lax groaned deeply and looked rather unhappy about going out at all. 

"Don't worry stud. I'll make it up to you when we get back." Jane said with an evil look in her eyes as she turned back to him and grabbed his dick through his pants, enjoying the feel of it in her hand.

It was Lax that stepped away this time. If she touched him again, he really would throw her on the floor and fuck her until she screamed his name.

"So wrong." He muttered as they walked out the door of their new apartment building and stopped at the curb.

Lax stood back a minute to watch Jane's ass in the grey dress she was wearing as she arched her back to hail a cab. He groaned to himself again and climbed into the back of the taxi Jane had hailed after he helped her into it. They were on their way to a popular club to hang out with Lax's band mates and some friends. Lax had been in California for a week wrapping up some things before he moved to New York. They had decided to move in together and Lax couldn't be happier. He slipped his hand in his pocket and fingered the box he had brought along tonight. He just needed the right moment. 

Even though she hadn't given in earlier, Jane could not wait to get her hands on him. She never seemed to get enough of his hands and mouth on her body. Her face heated up a little as her thoughts wandered in a lusty direction. Lax knew how to move his body and she wanted to dance with him tonight, in more ways than one. Lax draped a casual hand over her thigh. Jane noticed how high her dress was on her leg, but decided to leave it for now. He was doing distracting things with his fingertips on the inside of her thigh. Ever so slowly, the hand was creeping up her leg. Jane smiled to herself. He was so predictable in a good way. She was a few seconds away from asking the cabbie to turn around and bring them home when they pulled up at the club. Lax's hand had been making her feel very turned on and was really close to her pussy. He took his hand back and paid the cabbie. He smirked at her flushed face and pulled her out of the cab behind him. 

"Two can play this game little girl." He growled quietly in her ear, biting it softly and then following the marks with his tongue.

Jane caught her breath at the hot look he sent her. She tugged her dress down her thighs a bit and then grabbed his hand. He led her inside. Once they were inside, Lax pulled her toward one of the tables in the back where their friends were already sitting. Tevens, one of Lax's band mates gave an appreciative whistle as Lax led Jane up to the table.

"Watch yourself Tevens. That one's mine. Yours is sitting next to you." Lax said, smiling at his friend.

Jane leaned over and kissed Tevens on the cheek and greeted the rest of the group. Lax kissed Jen, Tevens's girlfriend on the cheek also. They were all very close. Lax pulled out a chair for Jane and then disappeared off in the direction of the bar. Jane watched him go, remembering the first time she had watched him walk away from her in the bar. She smiled. That sure turned out well. Jane soon got caught up talking to Ziyz, Lax's best friend and band mate. He was a notorious pussy hound, but a good guy none the less. Jane didn't notice that her short dress was slowly creeping up her thighs as she talked to Ziyz. Ziyz's attention had shifted over a few tables as Jane talked. A tall, dark 30 something year old Arabic man was staring shamelessly at Jane's thighs. He licked his lips unconsciously. An oily smile spread across his face when Jane glanced over to see what had caught Ziyz's attention. Jane barely noticed him, thinking a girl had caught Ziyz's attention. 

"What, Z? Who are you checking out? Z?" Jane asked.

"Jane," Ziyz said, leaning close to Jane's ear, "You need to fix your dress. It's almost all the way up your legs. Lax will freak the fuck out if he comes back and sees you like this, especially with el creepo over there leering at you like that."

Jane's hands flew down to her lap and tugged the hem of her dress back down to the lower part of her thighs as Ziyz turned to glare at the man again. She grabbed Ziyz's hand for a squeeze and murmured a quick thank you. Just then, Lax returned with her Jamieson and coke and his orange and Malibu. He sat the drinks down and then pulled up a chair next to Jane. He rested an arm around her back and started talking to Ziyz. They all talked a while before Ziyz spotted a girl on the dance floor he was interested in. Jane smirked at him as he was up out of his seat in an instant. Lax and Jane were left at the end of the table almost by themselves. Lax pulled Jane even closer and kissed her softly on the neck. 

"You look beautiful." He mumbled as his tongue traced a line up her neck.

"That's just because you want to get under my dress." Jane smirked.

"Hell yeah, there are many things I want to do under that dress. In fact, the dress is completely unnecessary." Lax growled harshly, a predatory gleam in his eye.

Lax reached up a hand and ran it down the side of her face. He caught her jaw and tilted her mouth up to his. His mouth was soft and hot. Jane sagged into him, tempted once again to take his hand and go back home right that minute and use that hot mouth for other things. His hand slid from her jaw to grab a handful of hair. He deepened the kiss, sliding his tongue firmly into her mouth. Heat ran down her body, settling in a liquid pool in her lower stomach.

"Get a room you two!" Came a deep shout from the other end of the table. 

Lax let go of Jane and turned to smirk at the other end of the table. 

"Tevens! Don't be jealous dude. You got a gorgeous lady at your side too." Lax shot out as he raised his glass in that direction. 

Tevens roared with laughter and raised his glass in return, turning to kiss Jen. Jane couldn't stop her face from turning bright red. They all talked and joked for a while longer. All of a sudden, Jane grabbed Lax's hand. 

"Come. Dance with me. Show me how you move that sexy ass of yours. I've been waiting all week" Jane said in his ear. 

Lax stood up with heat in his eyes again. He grabbed her hand and led her to the dance floor. Lax pulled Jane close and moved with her to the music, hands on her hips dangerously close to her ass. Jane grinned appreciatively as he moved with her to the beat. He was such a great dancer. He caught her gaze and held it. Jane felt herself melting again from his intense gaze. She turned around and ground her ass into Lax, shaking her hips to the beat. He pulled her close, wrapping his arms around her waist. Jane could feel him again, hard as a rock under his cargoes. 

"I don't know how long I can do this Jane." He said in a raw voice, leaning even closer to Jane, "I'm very tempted to take you in the bathroom, sit you on the sink, flip up this little dress of yours and eat you out before I bend you over that same sink and fuck you."

Jane felt the breath flow out of her and a bolt of heat settle in her pussy at the idea. She felt the moisture on her pussy lips and wondered if she even wanted to stay at the club. She was sorely tempted to let him fuck her in the bathroom. Lax pulled her off of the dance floor.

"I'm going to get us another round. I need a chance to cool off a bit."Lax told Jane, kissing her hand before he headed toward the bar.

Jane watched his back side as he started off. He was so hot. Just then, the Arabic man who had been ogling her earlier stepped into her line of vision.

"I'm Walid," the man told her, standing very close to her, "I want you to dance with me."

Jane backed up a little, alarmed when he also stepped forward, remaining very close to her.

"No thank you." Jane said firmly, turning to walk away.

Walid grabbed her arm, pulling her back to him.

"No really. How many drinks to get you to dance with me?" He asked, very seriously.

Jane yanked her arm away, hard. She was pissed. She geared up to slap him, pulling her hand back. Just then, an arm went around her shoulders and steered her away. She shot an angry look back over her shoulder to make sure he got the point.

"Walk away with me honey." Ziyz said quietly in her ear.

"Thank you again Ziyz." Jane sighed as they reached the table.

"Watch out for him Jane." Ziyz said seriously, "I saw him watch you and walk up to you after Lax left. Why did my asshat of a best friend leave you alone there?"

"He got a little worked up and went to get a drink." Jane said wryly. 

Ziyz smiled and nodded. The girl he was after had worked him up a bit too. His dick was aching in his pants. He decided was going to see if he could get her to fuck him in the back room later on. They sat down at the table and started chatting. Lax walked up to the table with the drinks. Ziyz pulled him aside and started talking to him. The men argued a little, gesturing towards Jane. Jane gulped her drink down, trying to calm herself. Lax came back over and sat down beside Jane.

"He put his hands on you?" Lax said in a low tense whisper, furious, looking around for Walid.

"It's ok baby. Ziyz was there. He helped me out." Jane told him, hoping to calm him down.

I'm sorry I left you there." Lax said, kissing her on the cheek, trying to calm down.

"Really babe. It's ok." Jane said, smiling at him.

They sat and chatted with their friends a while longer. Lax kept his arm firmly around her shoulders, fingers brushing his fingertips over the side of her breast every once in a while. After a while, Jane was aching for him. She had had enough. Just as she was ready to turn to Lax and ask him to bring her home, Jen stood up and walked over to their end of the table. Jen was dating Tevens and was a good friend of Jane's.

"Wanna go gossip about the guys in the bathroom?" Jen asked Jane.

Jane nodded and stood up. Jen was a good friend of hers and they had some stuff to catch up on. Fucking Lax could wait 15 minutes.

"You be ok?" Lax asked her.

"Don't worry Lax. I'll make sure she doesn't corner any strange guys in the hallway and drag them into the bathroom for a kiss." Jen said with a smirk, winking at Lax.

Lax just glared at them, pretending to be mad. Jane leaned down and kissed him on his full mouth before turning around to go. Lax smirked and slapped her on the ass as she walked away. Jane blushed again as the two girls headed off across the dance floor and down a dark hallway to the girls' room. Jane and Jen talked a while and then went in stalls to pee. After they were done, a small group of girls walked into the bathroom. Lots of squealing followed as Jen saw the girls. Jen introduced Jane and then started chatting with them. Jane excused herself after a minute and walked out of the bathroom and into the hall. The lights had gone down a bit and the music was a bit louder. A hand reached out and gently pulled her back into a large empty room next to the restrooms as she walked by. The door clicked shut behind her. Jane smiled, thinking Lax had caught her to get some action. Jane found herself in a well lit back room filled with tables.

"You again." Jane said flatly, the smile melting off of her face as Walid smiled at her.

"How much for some time with you?" He asked, reaching for his wallet.

"I'm not a hooker." Jane shot back angrily, turning to walk away, "Look, I really don't want to talk to you. At all."

He had the grace to look slightly sheepish before he grabbed her hands in his.

"I really like your dress." He said, stepping even closer to Jane, turning so that he was between her and the door, "I like the way it drapes over the curves of your body."

His eyes glazed over with lust as he let go of one of her hands to brush her hair out of her face, tracing a thumb over her lower lip. Jane jerked her head back and retreated about a foot until her thighs hit a table, trying to remove her hand from his. She didn't even want to talk to him and this was getting intense.

"Look, Walid was it?" Jane said, trying to find the door with her eyes, "I'm flattered, but I need to go find my boyfriend."

Walid ignored her. He let go of her hand and grabbed both sides of her waist. Jane shrieked a little bit as he lifted her up so she was sitting on the table behind her. Jane's knees flew apart and she automatically grabbed his shoulders in surprise to keep her balance. He stepped between her legs, groaning as the smell of Jane's perfume hit him.

"You need to step away from me right now. My boyfriend is already planning to kill you." Jane said getting really angry, trying to push him away and jump down, "If I were you, I'd leave the club right now before he finds you."

Walid smiled. It wasn't a particularly pleasant look.

"That idiot is not looking for me. Or you for that matter. One of my women is keeping him busy in the alley." Walid said with a smirk, "He won't be able to resist a free fuck from Miriam. Not many men would."

Jane didn't know what to make of that remark, so she started trying to push and kick him away again. Walid was thin, but he was very strong. He put his arms around her back and hauled Jane close to him.

"Get off! Let me go!" Jane yelled, hitting at him as he wound a hand into her hair and painfully yanked her head back. 

He ran his tongue up the side of her neck, making Jane gag with disgust. He caught her hands in one of his and pulled them over her head as he leaned into her, pushing her back on the table so that she was laying down with her legs hanging over the edge. Jane started getting really scared. Her arms and legs were caught and she couldn't seem to get any leverage against him.

"No!" Jane screamed, hoping someone would hear and come help her. 

Walid leaned over her on the table, grinding his crotch into hers. He leaned down to her face and kissed her, forcing his tongue into her mouth. He tasted of cigarettes and garlic. Jane gagged. She could feel him getting hard in his black dress pants. 

"No, please no!" Jane begged. 

Walid ignored her and bent down to bite her neck.

"Stop it! Get off of me!" Jane said, crying at the sting in her neck and her situation.

One of his huge hands found her right breast and squeezed it roughly, then softly pulled at her nipple, beading it. Jane wondered if she would have bruises on her breast the next day. She was panicking now. She kicked her legs up trying to get a foothold on his hips or stomach to push him away, but she couldn't get her foot anywhere useful. She cried out in frustration as his mouth moved down to her chest and lightly bit her tight nipple through her dress. Walid's hand found the neckline of her dress and tried to reach underneath it, but he couldn't because of the way she was trapped underneath him. He got frustrated and simply ripped the dress down from the neckline to her flat stomach. He groaned in appreciation at her bare torso. Jane could feel how big and hard he was now through his pants. He was huge. His mouth went down to her left breast and sucked her bare nipple into his mouth, hard. Jane was still struggling underneath him, desperately trying to buck him off. 

"Just relax. You will enjoy this." Walid mumbled before he reached over and bit her right nipple again. 

"Ouch! Stop doing that you asshole!" Jane screamed.

Walid smiled against her breast. He reached his free hand down to the front of his pants as he licked her nipple, soothing the ache.

"No, no no!" Jane screamed as she heard his zipper slide down, "You have to stop!"

His hand moved to the hem of her dress and then moved up to cup her pussy over her dress. Jane screamed in frustration at the unwanted touch. His hand slid up under her dress and slid up her thigh. Jane kept trying to struggle as he chuckled to find bare skin under her dress. He slid his dry fingers painfully over her clit.

"See, a woman who walks around without underclothes is looking for something. I've got what you need." Walid sneered at her, pushing a finger up inside her dry pussy. 

Jane turned her face to the wall and sobbed. Walid pulled his finger out of her and then yanked her dress up and grabbed for his dick. 

"No.." Jane sobbed quietly as he rubbed the head against her clit and entrance.

Walid braced his legs against the table, putting the head of his dick at the entrance of Jane's dry pussy. He grabbed her thigh hard and started pushing into her. 

"Ow! It's too big." Jane moaned as he pushed a few more inches into her. It felt like her insides were tearing.

"What are you talking about? You're not that tight." Walid grunted, shoving a few more inches inside of her.

Walid pulled back a little and then shoved the rest of his dick up into her, making Jane scream in pain. She had never been dry during sex and never had something shoved up inside of her dry. It was the most painful thing to ever happen to Jane. Jane managed to get a hand free and was trying to punch and claw at Walid, anything to get free. He growled angrily at her as her nail caught his face. He grabbed her hand back before drawing his other hand back and hitting her twice in the face. He thrust a few times before stopping to look her in the eye.

"I'm going to come inside you. You can carry my son." Walid said, looking very pleased with himself.

Jane just sobbed louder as he started thrusting faster. He let go of her hands and grabbed both sides of her hips and squeezed hard as he slammed into her.

"Oh yesss." Walid groaned, throwing his hips forward and pressing up tight against her cervix as he came inside of Jane. 

"No!!!" Jane screamed as she felt the hot cum flow into the back of her pussy.





Lax Ch. 03



All of a sudden, Walid flew backward and popped out of her body. Jane rolled onto her side and curled up in a ball, still sobbing. She heard Ziyz screaming at Walid and then a punching noise. Walid ran out the door, not looking at either of them. Jane didn't move. She just wanted the floor to open up and swallow her.

"Jane! Oh my god Jane!" Ziyz cried, holding his face as he ran over to her.

He stood there a second, unsure of what to do for her. Seeing the state of her dress, he started pulling off his shirt. Jane had been too ashamed to look at him. She was so out of it she thought he was going to rape her too as she noticed him removing his shirt.

"Ziyz no!" Jane screamed hysterically as she tried to get up and run and ended up tripping and falling to the ground.

"Oh Jane. I'm not going to hurt you honey! Come on, don't cry." Ziyz said gently as Jane lay on the floor sobbing.

He crouched down in front of her and gently pulled her to sit up, then slid the tee shirt over her head. He grabbed Jane and hugged her tight. 

"Aw sweetie, I'm so sorry!" Ziyz said, holding her tight, "Come on, let's go find Lax."

He pulled her up to her feet and put his arm around her to help her walk.

"Ziyz," Jane sobbed, trying to catch her breath from crying, "Is Lax going to leave me now? Will he hurt me? That bastard was up inside me Ziyz. He came inside of me Ziyz and I'm not on birth control!"

"No baby girl." Ziyz said gently, "Lax would never, ever hurt you. He's not going to leave you either. He loves you. He will probably kill Walid though. If he doesn't, I will. No one should get away with that kind of shit. We'll get you to the hospital. They'll take care of it."

Jane leaned her head on Ziyz's shoulder as he steered her back down the crowded hallway. The semen stung her torn pussy and her entire body ached. The music was much louder now, which explained why no one had heard Jane crying. Jen was in the hallway, still talking to the girls she knew. She glanced at Jane and then whipped her head back towards her, her eyes getting very wide as she took in the sight. Jane was a mess. She had mascara and eye liner all around her eyes from crying, Ziyz's shirt on, and blood and cum dripping down her leg from Walid's rough treatment. Ziyz had a nasty cut on his face with a large bruise growing around it.

"Oh my god! Jane what the hell happened to you! Ziyz?" Jen screamed over the music turning to Ziyz for an explanation.

Ziyz pulled her firmly away from the other girls who were whispering and pointing and shouted in her ear over the music.

"Jen, go get Lax and Tevens. We're leaving. Now." He said and then steered Jane out of the hallway and across the dance floor, pushing people out of the way as they went as Jen headed towards the tables.

The night air was chilly and Jane started shivering. Part of it was fear as to what Lax would do about the whole situation. Ziyz propped her up against the car, digging in his pockets for the keys.

"Ziyz!" exclaimed the girl Ziyz had been dancing with earlier.

"Who is this?" The girl snarled cattily, walking up to Ziyz and grabbing his arm, pressing her breasts into his chest, "I thought we had plans for later. What's with the crack skank?"

Jane gaped, open mouthed, as tears leaked from her eyes. Normally Jane could handle catty girls, but not tonight. Ziyz looked at her with disgust as he took her arm off of him and stepped away from her.

"This is my best friend's woman. She was just raped. I don't want anything to do with a nasty ass bitch like you. Get the fuck out of here." Ziyz snarled.

The girl flipped him off and flounced back into the club. Ziyz rolled his eyes and turned back to Jane. He wiped the tears off of her cheeks.

"Sorry Jane." He mumbled, stepping back and feeling really bad for her, "I need to not be touching you when Lax comes out. He's going to be pissed as hell and I don't want him murdering me before he finds out what happened. He's going to shoot first and let God sort them out."

Jane nodded, feeling sick. Lax had a possessive streak and an occasionally hot temper. This could end really badly for her and Ziyz if he went off before he knew what happened. She had to figure out a way to get to Lax before he hurt Ziyz. All of a sudden Jen came tearing out of the club with a panicked look on her face. She spotted Ziyz and Jane and came running over. 

"Ziyz you have to leave! Lax is going to kill someone and he thinks it was you!" Jane yelled.

"I'm not leaving you. We'll sort it out." Ziyz said calmly.

Jen looked at him like he was crazy, then shrugged and turned to Jane. She hugged her tightly. Jane winced at the sudden contact, and then from the pain on her sore body.

"Oh my god Jane. What happened to you?" Jen said sympathetically.

"That cock sucking mother fucking son of a donkey raped me." Jane said flatly. 

Jane desperately wanted to forget, not talk about it.

"We have to get you to a hospital!" Jen said, hoping to get Jane and Ziyz in the car before Lax came out.

"No!" Jane exclaimed, "I just want to go home and go to sleep."

"Honey, you have to go to the hospital. What if he got you pregnant or gave you some disease!?" Jen said firmly.

Jane started crying again. 

"We're going to wait for Lax. He can take her." Ziyz said calmly.

Just then Lax tore out of the club, looking ready to actually kill someone. His eyes found the group and stalked over to them. As he caught sight of Jane crying he slowed down to a stop a few feet away. A deadly look came over his face as he looked her up and down and saw the blood and cum dripping down Jane's leg. His look shifted to Ziyz standing next to her in a wife beater because she was wearing his shirt.

"Ziyz what the fuck!" Lax screamed, stalking towards Ziyz, "How could you fucking hurt my woman? I will fucking kill you!"

"Hold up Lax..." Ziyz said calmly.

Jane saw Tevens run out of the club, looking around wildly for Lax. He found them and ran over to where Lax and Ziyz were faced off. Jane started shaking as she turned back to Lax and saw the look in his eyes. Lax got right up in Ziyz's face. Jane stepped away from Jen, trying to get between the two men before Lax put a hand on Ziyz. Ziyz grabbed her arm, pulling her back trying to keep her out of the way so she wouldn't get hurt.

"Lax no, man!" Tevens yelled, grabbing Lax from behind.

"Don't you fucking touch her!" Lax screamed hysterically, getting even close to Ziyz, pushing Tevens off of him and back a few feet.

"Lax no!" Jane screamed at Lax as she shrugged off Ziyz's hand, pushing her way right between the two.

Ziyz backed up to give her a little room and Lax tried to move forward, never taking his eyes off of Ziyz. Jane put her hands on his stomach and gently pushed him backward a little. She stood firmly between them. Lax looked down at her incredulously. Ziyz stood his ground impassively.

"Jane, why the fuck are you wearing his shirt? Why the hell are you defending him? Look at you!" Lax said, agony in his voice, "You're my woman, if he hurt you, I'll kill him. You don't need to defend him."

Lax turned back to Ziyz. 

"We're done dude. If I see you again, I will kill you slowly." He growled.

Jane grabbed his face in both of her hands and forced him to look back down at her.

"Lax Sero, listen to me. Please." Jane begged softly.

Lax flashed Ziyz another glare, but stood still and looked back down at Jane, his hands still balled up at his sides.

"If Ziyz did hurt me Lax, I wouldn't be defending him. I'd expect you to tear him apart, but that's not what happened. Walid hurt me Lax, not Ziyz. Walid caught me on the way out of the bathroom and pulled me into the back room and he raped me. No one could hear me because the music was up so loud. Ziyz found him and helped me. This had NOTHING to do with Ziyz, he only helped me. I'm wearing Ziyz's shirt because Walid ripped my dress open." Jane said quietly, lifting up the shirt so he could see.

Jane dropped her hands and shirt and stood there shaking as Lax turned his head and blinked a few times taking in the information. Ziyz and Tevens had looked away when she lifted the shirt out of politeness for Jane. Jen pushed in between the guys and tried to steer Jane back over to the car, her arm around Jane protectively.

"She needs you right now Lax, but if you can't pull it together, she's coming home with me." Jen said firmly.

"No." Lax said quietly.

He reached out a hand and pulled Jane gently to him and hugged her tight to his body.

"Oh Jane." Lax said, tears forming in his eyes as the anger at his friend died.

Jane buried her head in his chest and sobbed. She couldn't stop shaking. Lax held her tighter, tears falling in her hair. She stepped back and out of his arm reach.

"He came inside of me Lax. I..I.. I'm sorry." Jane choked out, looking at the concrete under her feet, terrified he wouldn't want her anymore.

Lax growled and pulled her right back in his arms.

"Shhh. It's ok baby. It'll be ok." Lax murmured, running a hand over her hair

"You need to bring her to the hospital Lax. We'll meet you guys there." Tevens said softly, taking Jen's hand and pulling her towards their car.

Lax nodded.

"I'll bring you." Ziyz said stiffly.

Lax turned to Ziyz, wiping impatiently at the wetness on his face. Jane's arms stiffened around him, worried he would still be mad. He gently pulled Jane away from him a little and turned to face Ziyz.

"Ziyz I'm so sorry man. I freaked out when Jen told me something happened to Jane and then I came out and saw you without your shirt. I'm so sorry. Thank you for helping her." Lax told him.

"It's ok Lax. I knew you would freak out. I was just hoping we could get you to understand before you tackled me." Ziyz said with a small smile.

Jane climbed painfully into Ziyz's little car. Jane looked out the window numbly as Ziyz explained the details to Lax. She jumped when Lax slammed his hand on the dashboard in anger and frustration. They parked and walked into the ER. Lax marched up to the counter and started talking to the head nurse. The nurse looked up sharply at Jane and then nodded. The nurse asked them to take a seat for a minute. Jen and Tevens walked in and sat down next to them. The nurse came in after a few minutes and motioned Jane to come with her. 

"Can my friend come?" Jane asked anxiously looking at Jen.

"Sure." The nurse said kindly.

"I'll come with you." Lax said, standing up.

"No honey. I need a girl in there with me." Jane said.

Lax looked very unhappy with it, but sat back down. Jen got up and took Jane's hand. They followed the nurse down the hall and into an exam room. Lax, Ziyz and Tevens sat talking quietly and intensely about what to do about Walid. Jane took off her clothes and put on a paper gown as the nurse requested. There were bruises all over her body in the places where Walid had been rough with her. Jen gasped as she saw how beat up Jane really was. 

"That's why I didn't want him in here. I'll manage his reaction at home. I don't need him freaking out on the doctors too." Jane said tiredly.

The doctor came in and saw her. Jane explained what happened and asked for a morning after pill as she wasn't on the pill. Jen held her hand through the exam, wishing it would be done. Jane needed some time to decompress. The exam was a bit painful and humiliating, but after an hour, it was done. Jane slowly put her clothes back on. When she was dressed, a policeman came into the room and politely asked her to review the incident again. Jane did the best she could, but she was getting exhausted. When she was done, the policeman asked a few questions and then thanked her and left the room. Jane took a big breath, not yet ready to face Lax. Jane desperately wished she had different clothes to wear, but ended up putting the dress back on with the tee shirt over it. When she was done, she looked around for a tissue.

"Come on honey." Jen said, gently taking her hand and leading her into the hallway.

The nurse was talking quietly with Lax in the hallway as Jane walked up. She handed him some papers. She patted Jane's arm gently and then turned and walked back down the hall. 

"Lax, I'll call you later to check on you guys." Tevens said quietly.

Lax nodded and he and Jane watched Tevens lead Jen down the hallway and out the doors. 

"I'll drop you off." Ziyz said to Lax and Jane.

"We need to stop at the pharmacy first." Lax said.

Lax took Jane's hand and they all walked out the door and got into Ziyz's car. It was almost 4 am. They stopped at the 24 hour pharmacy and picked up the antibiotics and morning after pill. Ziyz dropped them off outside their building and watched as they went in the front door. Jane stared at the steps for a second and then pounded on the elevator button. She was just too tired. Lax silently followed her into the elevator. Jane quietly opened the front door to the apartment they had moved into two days ago and kicked off her shoes. She walked across the hardwood floor without a word to Lax and went into the bathroom, not even seeing the beautiful room she loved. She closed the door before she pulled off Ziyz's tee shirt and threw it in the laundry bin. She caught her reflection in the mirror. She shuddered and turned away as she pulled the torn, stained dress off of herself and threw it in the trash. Jane really wished she had a place to burn it. She turned the water on as hot as she could stand it and stepped into the open shower area, letting the wet heat soak into her. She stood for a few seconds before the sobbing welled up from deep inside of her again. Jane sunk to the floor of the shower, emotions spilling out of her, shaking from the force of what had happened. Lax heard her crying in the bathroom and rubbed his face in his hands. He had no idea what to do to make Jane feel better. He grabbed the medicine off of the counter and walked in the bathroom. He set it on the sink and started taking his clothes off. The nurse had told him no sex for at least a few days or until Jane was ready, but Lax needed to hold his woman. He hated seeing Jane hurting. Jane was sitting with her back to him as he stepped into area that was the shower. He jumped back a bit because the water was steaming hot.

"Jesus Jane, you're going to burn yourself!" Lax hissed.

Jane didn't react as he turned the water temperature down a little bit and then stepped back in with her. He stood under one of the water spouts and wet his long hair thoroughly, sighing as the warm water washed over him. When he was good and wet, he sat down next to Jane, who was still crying. He sat with his back to the wall and gently put his arm around her and pulled her to him. He gently lifted her up and set her on his lap facing him. Jane was shaking as he put his arms around her and just held her until her sobs subsided into gasps and then small sniffles. Lax tried not to wince at the sight of all of the bruises on her face and body. It made him feel downright homicidal every time he saw it. His very soul ached every time she couldn't meet his eye.

"Come on. Let's get you cleaned up and in bed." Lax said gently, setting her down on the shower floor again.

He stood up and gently pulled her to her feet. Jane leaned on the shower wall, utterly drained. 

"What do we do now Lax?" Jane said quietly, looking past his shoulder.

"We get through this. Together." Lax said firmly, grabbing her chin gently to get her to look at him.

"But he came inside of me Lax! I couldn't make him stop." Jane said, tears falling once again.

"Jane, I love you no matter what he did to you. We have medicine for you to take and I'll be here until the hurt heals, both in your body and your head. Come on, stop crying for now." Lax said with softly, kissing her forehead.

Jane sniffed and tried to wipe her face. She let out a small humorless laugh as she realized her hands were already wet. He let her go and then grabbed the soap from the shelf on the wall. He gently lathered her up and washed every part of her. Jane watched his face as he winced every time he came across a new bruise. He rinsed off the soap and gently massaged shampoo into her hair. Jane stayed quiet as she rinsed out her hair. Lax quickly washed himself and his hair and then flipped off the shower. He grabbed a towel and gently dried Jane off. He grabbed another for himself, drying off and then tying it around his waist. He opened the bathroom door and then turned back to Jane. He took the pills out of the bottle and handed them to her with glass of water. Jane silently took them from Lax and swallowed them all at the same time.

"Come here baby." He said quietly as he gently picked up Jane and walked down the hallway to their bedroom. 

He set her down softly on their king sized bed, afraid of hurting her more than she already was. He pulled down the comforter and Jane crawled beneath it, tossing the towel onto the floor. Lax turned to walk out of the bedroom and into his closet.

"Lax come hold me please!" Jane said, suddenly needing his body next to hers and worried he would leave her there alone. 

"Ok baby, just let me get some pajamas." Lax mumbled from the closet.

"No. I want to feel your skin on me." Jane said, almost desperately.

Lax stuck his head out of the closet and quirked an eyebrow at her. 

"Um, ok." He said. 

He draped the towel over a chair and climbed under the blanket with her, pulling her warm, soft body to his. In spite of all that had happened, he couldn't stop his body from reacting to being naked next to her. Jane felt his dick harden against her leg. All of a sudden, Jane knew what she wanted. She turned her face to his and stared him in the eyes.

"Lax, I want you to make love to me." Jane said seriously.

"Jane....." Lax started gently, sure this was a very bad idea, "The nurse said you should wait. Besides, I think you need some time to let your head process what happened to you."

"No Lax. What happened to me was painful and made me feel dirty and cheap. I want to have you inside me again so I remember how it's supposed to feel." Jane said, starting out strong but tapering off at the end.

Lax looked at her like he wasn't going to go along with the plan, so Jane just kissed him on the mouth. Lax returned the kiss tentatively. 

"Damn it Lax, kiss me! Touch me!" Jane growled, nipping his bottom lip.

"Shit Jane! I'm afraid I'll hurt you!" Lax yelled back, not sure exactly what he should do.

"I'll let you know if that happens but for now, I need you. I need you inside of me. Now." Jane said desperately.

She kissed Lax again, running her tongue against his closed mouth. This time, Lax rolled over her and kissed her back. Jane groaned as he gently cupped her breasts in his rough hands. 

"Let me know if you want to stop. I'll understand." Lax gasped as she reached down and grabbed his ass, pulling his hard cock against her.

Jane didn't answer. She flipped him over and crawled on top of him, seating herself right over his cock, but not taking him in. Lax reached up his hands and cupped her breasts again, rolling her nipples in his fingers. Jane arched her back and sighed. Lax grabbed around her back and pulled one of her nipples to his mouth. He sucked it in hard and bit her.

"No!" Jane yelled loudly, causing Lax to jump.

"Sorry baby. Please don't bite today. Just licking and sucking." Jane said, feeling a bit guilty at Lax's startled look.

Lax immediately started sucking on the nipple slowly, increasing the pressure after a few minutes. Jane sucked in a slow breath at the familiar sensations flooding her body. This was how it was supposed to be. He switched to the other side, eliciting a gasp from her. She pulled her nipple from his mouth and kissed him hard again. 

"Don't move." Jane mumbled quietly as she inched down his body, kissing everything she could reach.




Lax Ch. 03



She finally got to his dick. She sucked him all the way inside her mouth. She heard Lax gasp to catch his breath as she started moving her mouth up and down and sucking on him. She played her tongue on him, trying to get him aching for it as soon as possible. After a minute, Lax gently pulled her head off of him. 

"I won't be gentle if you get me too worked up." He sighed; she was really good at that.

"Put your mouth on me," Jane said, giving his dick one last kiss.

Lax rolled Jane over but didn't go down on her immediately. He lay down on top of her again and kissed her for a while, exploring her mouth. He slowly moved down to her neck and collar bone, hitting all the spots that he knew would get Jane wet, spending some time on them. Jane was moaning beneath him, arching towards his dick. It was all he could do not to slide inside of her then and there. He moved down to her breasts and continued the sweet, slow torture, moving slowly inwards toward her nipples. 

"Lax please! I want you in me." Jane begged, trying to move her hips around so she could push her pussy down around him.

Lax ignored her and continued his slow descent down her body. Jane sighed in frustration. Lax smiled softly to himself and continued until his mouth was right over her clit. He reached out a finger and gently touched her opening. She was wet, but Lax still wasn't sure she was quite ready. He reached out his tongue and gently drew it over her clit, causing Jane to arch her back and suck in her breath. He teased and licked and touched her everywhere, but didn't put a finger in her. Jane was panting and beyond ready for it. Lax used both of his hands to spread her pussy lips apart and licked her directly on her clit, hard, until she came, shuddering and bucking beneath him. He crawled up her body, positioning his cock at the entrance to her pussy. Jane put her arms around him and stared into his eyes as he slowly entered her, inch by inch. She sucked in a breath and winced a bit at the pain, causing Lax to stop. He dropped his head down onto her chest, still half buried in her pussy.

"Jane I don't know if I can do this. I can't hurt you like this." He said with a groan.

"No." Jane said firmly, "I need this. I need you."

With that, Jane reached behind him and grabbed his ass, pulling him hard against her until he was fully seated in her body. Lax shuddered at the way her pussy was gripping him. Jane winced again, but it was done, he was as deep as possible and it was nothing like the rape.

"Look at me Lax Sero." Jane said quietly.

Lax snapped his head up and stared at her face.

"I want you to move. Now." Jane said to him.

Lax started to move in her slowly. At first it stung a little, but as he moved a little faster, Jane reveled in the growing pleasure that was building inside of her.

"Oh yeah baby, just like that. Oh just a little harder Lax. Yeah." Jane groaned in his ear as she threw her head back at the growing pressure in her pussy as she pushed her hips up to meet his thrusts.

"Can you come for me Jane?" Lax asked her, still pumping inside of her, "I want you to come for me. Please." 

"Touch my clit baby." Jane said, gritting her teeth, she was so close.

Lax gently started circling her clit with his thumb.

"Harder!" Jane begged.

Lax stopped trying to be quite so gently and started fucking her in earnest. The pressure built until Jane screamed as the world shattered into pulsing light. Lax growled and came with her, panting. He rolled off of her and lay on his back, catching his breath. 

"Jane, I want you to marry me. Please." Lax said, rolling toward her and grabbing her hands.

Jane was silent for a few minutes. She wanted nothing more in the world than to marry Lax, but not because he felt a misguided sense of protection and guilt over what happened.

"Lax..." Jane said, sighing.

"I'm serious Jane! I want you to be my wife." Lax insisted, looking at her face.

"Lax you don't need to do this because of what happened today. I don't want you to regret it someday that you felt like you had to marry me." Jane said, looking away.

Lax pulled away from Jane and got up off the bed. He walked across their bedroom, naked, and into their closet. Jane was afraid he was angry with her, but he came back in again in a minute with something in his hand.

"I was going to ask you tonight anyhow. What happened doesn't change anything." Lax said quietly, holding out a simple yet beautiful engagement ring to her.

"Oh my god Lax!" Jane breathed, looking at him in amazement.

"So, will you be Mrs. Sero?"Lax asked her.

"Of course I'll marry you!" Jane said, happy tears coming to her eyes.

Lax slipped the ring on her finger and pulled her back into his arms again.

"Lax, you have to wear a condom honey." Jane said tiredly, "That's just not something I'm ready for. One thing at a time."

"Sorry." Lax mumbled, kissing her shoulder. 

Lax pulled her to him and they fell into an uneasy sleep, unsure of what the next day would bring.

The next afternoon Lax woke up before Jane. He lay quietly for a while watching Jane sleep. God help him, he wanted her again. He wanted to make her forget all the horrible shit by loving her body. Lax couldn't believe this beautiful creature was going to be his wife. He slowly started running his hands up and down her body. His mouth trailed down her back lightly. Jane sighed and rolled onto her back. Lax gently lapped at a nipple, rolling the nub on his tongue. He gently put his hand on her hip and slid his fingers down to her pussy. His thumb gently rubbed her clit as he slipped a finger into her. He shuddered when he discovered that she was already wet. Jane moaned quietly right before her eyes flew open and she started screaming. Lax rolled away from her quickly as Jane struck out around her with her arms and legs in a panic.

"Jane! It's just me honey." Lax yelled as she flew off of the bed and tried to get out of the bedroom.

Jane was crying hard as she tried to open the door, but wasn't able to open it she was shaking so badly. Lax walked over to her carefully and gently turned her around.

"Look at me Jane." Lax said quietly.

Jane lifted her head to look at the face connected to the now familiar voice.

"I'm sorry Lax." She said, looking down at the ground, ashamed of her freak out.

"You don't need to apologize sweetie. I'm sorry I scared you." He said with a sigh.

He lifted her chin and softly kissed her mouth. Something snapped in Jane. She pulled his face down to hers and kissed him back hard, sliding her tongue into his mouth. Her hands were all over him as he returned the kiss, backing her slowly into the door. She lifted her arms around his neck, winding her hands into his hair, arching her back so her breasts pushed into his chest. All of a sudden his hands were on her breasts as he moved his mouth down to her neck.

"Oh yeah," Jane groaned, grinding her hips against his hard length as he nipped her neck, "You better not be gentle Lax, for the love of god don't be gentle."

Lax shuddered as he sucked one of her nipples into his mouth hard, beading the other with his hand. Jane moaned again before spinning him around so his back was against the door. She sank quickly to her knees and grabbed his dick. She licked him from base to tip, sending shudders through him.

"Jesus Jane." Lax gasped as she sucked his entire length into her mouth.

He wound a hand into her hair and watched as she moved her mouth up and down his cock. He thought it looked so hot could have cum right then. Her hand slid up the inside of his thigh and cupped his balls, making him lean his head back on the door and moan. Lax couldn't take any more. He pulled gently on her hair, getting her to stand back up. Jane smiled smugly and reached up to kiss him again, running her tongue over his. He spun her back against the door again, one arm around her back, one kneading her breast. His mouth bent to a suck in a nipple again as his hand slid down her side and onto her pussy.

"Oh my god Jane, you're so wet for me." Lax whispered against her mouth.

Jane groaned as she lifted her arms around his neck and shifted her legs open a bit to give him more room.

"I'm going to fuck you Jane. Are you ready for me to fuck you?" Lax whispered harshly against her mouth as his finger sank into her pussy.

"Oooh" Jane cried out as he rubbed her g spot.

"How do you want it?" Lax asked her breathlessly.

"Here, now." Jane said firmly, lifting one of her legs and winding it around Lax's ass.

Lax looked at her a little surprised. She reached down between them and pulled his finger out of her. She grabbed his cock and rubbed it against her clit a few times before setting it at the entrance to her pussy. He lifted her other leg and wound it around his torso, leaving one hand behind her lower back and leaning her upper body against the door for balance.

"Do it Lax. Fuck me. Hard." Jane breathed.

"Ah woman..." Lax ground out as he thrust his dick into her hard.

Jane cried out. The pain was gone and the pleasure was unbelievable. Lax set a slow pace, teasing her. Jane was pushing back at every thrust, trying to speed him up.

"Look at me Lax." Jane begged.

Lax held her gaze as he slipped his fingers down to her clit again, still moving in and out of her. Jane screamed as the orgasm came out of nowhere. She clung to him as her body contracted around his, pleasure flashing through her almost painfully. Lax kept thrusting into her hot wet pussy, groaning at the sudden tightening. He sped up, hitting the back of her pussy a little harder. Jane was thrusting with him, trying to cum again.

"Harder." Jane growled, raking her nails down his back and grabbing his ass to pull him deeper inside of her.

Lax sucked in a breath and grabbed her hips. He was slamming into her hard now, focused on emptying himself inside of her. All of a sudden Jane was screaming again, her pussy tightening on him almost painfully. Lax threw back his head, roaring as he came with her. Jane was shaking as she sagged against him, trying to stay upright. Lax gently lifted her off of his dick and down to stand on the floor in front of him, resting his head against the door behind Jane, breathing hard. Jane felt cum drip down her leg. Damn it, he'd done it again.

"Are you ok Jane?" Lax whispered in her ear, afraid he'd hurt her.

Jane nodded, hugging him closer to her.

"You are one crazy bitch, woman." Lax grinned, pulling back to kiss her smiling mouth.

All of a sudden, someone was pounding on the door demanding to be let in. Lax pulled away from her and snagged his boxer briefs off of the floor, pulling them on his legs as he moved to the door. Jane smiled and stepped to the side as he went to open the front door. She stepped into the closet and pulled on one of Lax's white tees and a pair of pajama pants. Jane walked out of the closet and down the hall to the living room. Ziyz was standing in the room looking panicked. Lax had a huge smirk on his face.

"Hi Ziyz. What's wrong?" Jane said to him.

"I heard you screaming from outside! Are you okay?" Ziyz said tightly, white as a sheet.

Jane cringed to herself. The bedroom window was open and faced the street. 

"Actually, I'm better than ok. Lax and I were, uh..." Jane trailed off.

Ziyz seemed to finally notice that Lax was in boxers and Jane was braless and in Lax's clothes. Lax started laughing as his friend went from white to bright red.

"I'm sorry," Ziyz mumbled, looking at the floor, "Should I come back later?"

"Naw man. We were done." Lax said, huge smile shamelessly still on his face.

"Wow, awkward." Jane said, also bright red, "Ziyz, want some coffee?"

Ziyz nodded, still looking at the floor.

Jane walked into the kitchen to get them all some coffee. What a way to start the day.

Ziyz turned to Lax as soon as she was gone. 

"Damn man! You sure you weren't hurting her?" Ziyz said very quietly in an awed voice.

"You have no idea dude. It was all her. I think its fallout from yesterday." Lax said, just as quietly, still smirking.

"I thought we might go have a chat with a friend of mine who was at the club and see if we can find the son of a whore who hurt Jane." Ziyz told Lax.

"Ziyz I asked her to marry me." Lax said suddenly.

"Wow, what did she say?" Ziyz asked.

"She said yes!" Lax beamed.

"Wow, no wonder she was, um, enthusiastic this morning." Ziyz said, grinning.

"Hey Jane," Lax yelled.

Jane peeked her head around the kitchen wall.

"Almost done!" She said brightly.

Ziyz popped up out of his chair and went to hug her tight.

"Congrats honey. All the best for you and Lax." He said.

"Thank you Ziyz. I expect to see you in the wedding party." Jane said smiling.

Ziyz nodded and sat back down.

"What are your plans for the rest of the day baby? Ziyz and I have some business to attend to." Lax asked her.

"Um, I have a few more things at my old apartment to grab along with sweeping it out. I'll probably get that done today." Jane replied.

"Alright. We'll drop you off." Lax said.

Ziyz hung out while Lax and Jane showered and dressed. They all headed out and got into Ziyz's car. Jane was rather quiet. She was desperately trying to avoid thinking about what happened with Walid, but things just kept popping back into her head. The best and worst night of her life, rolled into one. She stared at the beautiful ring on her hand for the 80th time that day. Lax turned around and stared at her for a minute in the car before Jane turned to look at him. 

"You okay?" He asked.

"Yeah, I'll be fine." Jane said, forcing a smile for him.

Ziyz stopped outside her old building. 

"We'll be back in a half hour. Lock the door behind you and don't come down until you see the car." Lax said as he let her out and kissed her lightly on the mouth.

"Okay honey." Jane replied, waving to Ziyz as she walked into the building.

Jane was going to miss this apartment. It had seen her through moving to New York and surviving the first few years. She was glad she had moved in with Lax though. She would hate to be living alone right now after what happened to her last night. The door swung open easily and Jane stepped into the almost empty apartment. She threw her purse down on the kitchen counter. There was one box of cleaning supplies left to be brought to their new place, the floor to be swept and the trash for the last trip to the bin in this apartment. She turned and locked the door behind her, seeing memories everywhere she turned. It was mainly happy memories that Jane remembered. The first place she and Lax had come together. That time was so good it was almost fiction. A happy smile touched Jane's face as she grabbed the broom headed back into the bedroom to make sure she hadn't left anything in the closet. Jane was sweeping the floor in the bedroom when she heard the noise in the front room. She frowned; she was sure she had locked the door. She set the broom against the wall and walked back out to the living room. The door was still locked, so Jane walked over to the window to admire the view one last time.

"Hello again Jane. I love the view." A voice behind her said.

Jane jumped and spun around. Walid stood in front of her, looking serious.

"What the fuck! How did you even get in here?" Jane screamed at him.

Walid shrugged, looking very pleased with himself.

"I've been watching you for a while. I figured out that you hadn't left this place yet and I arranged to rent it. They told me you were leaving in a few days so they gave me a set of keys." He told her.

Jane glanced at the door. There was no way she could get out before he caught her. She glanced to the kitchen where she had set down her purse. He was standing between the kitchen and the front door; there was no way she would get to the small knife she kept in there.

"What do you want?" Jane asked tensely.

"Like I told you, I've been watching you for a while. I think you would make a good wife. I'm here to take you back home to my country with me so you can have babies for me." Walid said, looking very pleased with himself again.

"Walid," Jane sighed, trying not to get angry, "You raped me. I wouldn't give you the time of day even if I wasn't engaged to my boyfriend."

"I didn't rape you. A woman walking around outside without underclothes is asking for attention. You found it. See I've already made up my mind and I always get what I want." Walid said in a matter of fact tone.

Jane decided to make a break for it and took off running for the door. Walid grabbed a handful of her hair right before she reached it and yanked her backwards onto the floor. Jane shrieked as tears shot to her eyes. Walid grabbed her ankle and dragged her towards the bedroom. He pulled out a set of handcuffs and put one end around her ankle. The other side was fastened around a radiator pipe. 

"I swear, I am going to kill you myself." Jane said, slightly hysterical.

Walid smirked, then backhanded her across the face. Jane cried out as she fell back against the wall. Walid grabbed her hair again and threw her to the floor on her stomach. He sat on her back and stuck the back of her thigh with a needle, injecting her with something. Jane started screaming in earnest now; hoping one of the neighbors would hear her. Jane's screams died off as the world spun around her. She felt Walid stand up and flip her over. He pulled out her arm and poked at the inside of her elbow for a while. She knew she should be fighting him, but her muscles just weren't cooperating. He found a vein and stuck another needle into her arm. He injected half the syringe, leaving the needle in her arm. Jane felt the world melt around her as the drug sung in her veins. She knew she should be frightened, but she just felt so relaxed and happy it just didn't matter.

"Jane." Walid said, slapping the side of her face lightly for attention, "I'll be back in 15 minutes when this sets in. We need to make sure you're pregnant before we go. Fewer questions that way."

Jane just stared at him, her eyes drifting closed again. 

10 minutes after they had dropped Jane off, Lax and Ziyz were back in the car headed back to Jane's old apartment. They had the information they went for and now needed a plan. 

"I think we should kill him in front of her." Lax said with a scowl.

"Naw man. Then she'll have to heal from that too." Ziyz said, "Although that would be very satisfying."

The men parked the car in front of the building and walked into the front door. Lax buzzed the apartment, but no one answered. 

"That's weird." Ziyz said, a little uneasy.

Lax buzzed a neighbor who let them in without even asking who was at the door.

"Boy, people are stupid." Lax said, "They don't even care who's in the building. I'm so glad I moved Jane out."

Ziyz nodded as they climbed the three sets of stairs up to Jane's floor. Lax pounded on the apartment door and yelled out Jane's name. The door at the end of the hall opened and Mrs. Green popped her head out of the door upon hearing the men's voices. 

"You! You're not allowed in here! I heard about what you did to that poor girl Jane. Raping her like that! I ought to call the police." Mrs. Green said, indignant.

"What the hell are you talking about??" Lax replied angrily, "I never raped her! How did you know about that anyhow? She's my fiancé. "

"Ha!" Laughed Mrs. Green, "That hussy is sleeping with someone else already. Her new boyfriend told me all about what happened in that club last month."

"What the fuck??" Lax said, turning to Ziyz.

They stared for a second before they both yelled out "Walid!"

Lax turned and began beating on the door again, yelling Jane's name.

"I'm calling the police!" Mrs. Green yelled.

"You do that lady. There's going to be some bloodshed here in a minute." Ziyz yelled back.