Page 52 of Pervade Montego Bay
Flicking my tongue along his tip, I teased him as I held his stare.
“I might have fantasized about this,” he admitted.
“I’ve wanted you from the first moment I met you on the sub,” I said. “It was the combat gear.”
“I’m flattered.”
“You’ve never been with a man before?”
“No. And don’t stop.”
I smirked, knowing I was about to blow his mind, too. I began to deep-throat him, sucking as I drew back along the length of his cock. James would feel the pleasure surge as the intensity increased.
I watched with satisfaction as he closed his eyes and began to pant. He came hard, shuddering and yelling through the blinding orgasm as I swallowed his cum—increasing the pressure with a suck-pull of my cheeks.
His ragged breathing filled the room as he tried to recover.
I fell onto the bed beside him. We lay on our pillows staring up at the ceiling. He shook his head as though stunned we’d made our way to this point of intimacy.
A few minutes later, I slipped away to take a shower. I returned with a towel wrapped around my waist. James was still naked and sprawled out on the bed. He welcomed me back with a drop-dead gorgeous smile.
It was going to take hours for us to come down from this high after our mind-shattering sex. The fogginess from the rum made everything that much more dreamlike.
“Hey,” he said, patting the space beside him on the bed, inviting me to rejoin him.
I exhaled in a rush of relief that he showed no regret.
“How are you feeling, Xavier?”
“I should ask you that.”
God, the things he did to me with just his voice. I imagined he’d once driven women crazy with that suaveness. Though something told me the weight of his grief might have prevented him from moving on.
I smiled, and climbed into bed beside him. “You know this place is like paradise, right?”
“Yes,” he said, beaming. “I grew up here.”
“Oh, how you suffered.”
“Spent some time in England, too.”
“That’s right.” I rolled onto my side to look at him. “You own Argyle Castle.”
“You know a lot about me.”
“I did my research.”
“Seems like an unfair advantage.”
“No worse than you living in a castle.”
“It’s freezing in winter.”
“You prefer Jamaica?”
“How can I not? When I was a kid, I’d borrow my mum’s boat and sail off.”
“She let you do that?”
