Page 81 of Pervade Montego Bay
Both men faced off with each other in an erotically dark scene. James squeezed some clear lube onto his fingertip and grabbed Xavier, spinning him around and smearing the lube between his opponent’s ass cheeks before slapping him playfully.
Xavier broke away and shoved James backwards. The men struggled to overcome each other like two naked Olympians fighting for control, looking both dangerous and gorgeous.
James grabbed the back of Xavier’s neck and pushed him down on all fours until he was kneeling on the carpet. “Do you want this?” he asked hoarsely.
“Fuck you,” snapped Xavier.
“Last chance, Rothschild.”
“Yes…please.”
With one swift move, James mounted Xavier and thrust his hips forward, burying his cock inside Xavier’s ass. Both men cried out, one in savage victory and the other from the fierce penetration that had him shuddering.
James continued to dominate Xavier by holding him down.
I put my hand over my mouth, watching in shock and awe.
Xavier arched his spine, letting out a long moan. He then tried to buck off his rider, but James was relentless. He gripped Xavier, his biceps bulging as he mastered him with a powerful hold, his erection buried deep.
James brought his hand around and stroked Xavier’s cock from base to tip, causing the younger man to groan loudly, proving he was reveling in each thrust. They continued to buck out their pleasure as though needing this erotic struggle, yet denying each other the win.
My cheeks burned from witnessing such raw intimacy, my sticky thighs giving away how indulgent this felt—their intense passion played out before me in an exquisite show of power.
I rose to my knees on the bed, ready to pounce to the floor if Xavier called my name. Yet his expression was one of pure ecstasy. James’ hand was wrapped tightly around his hardness like a relentless piston, causing him to rock back into him.
Moments later Xavier stiffened and gave a deep-throated groan as he climaxed, spurting cum in an arch into the air. James squeezed the last remnants from him as he himself stilled, his grunts sounding primal as he came inside his lover.
James leaned over onto Xavier’s back, both of them breathless as he caressed Xavier’s shoulders—a show of affection that perhaps he thought might make up for his attack, even though Xavier had seemingly enjoyed it.
It was beautiful to see this moment of understanding between them. Despite all their words of resistance, their actions revealed a truth they could no longer deny. The men had a fiery chemistry that would constantly draw them back together.
They finally broke apart and pushed to their feet. For a long moment the two of them stood staring into each other’s eyes as though assessing what to do next.
Then Xavier followed James into the bathroom and they closed the door. I heard the sound of the shower being turned on.
My head crashed back onto the pillow and I replayed that stunning scene of my beautiful men fucking each other wildly. My fingers moved down between my sticky thighs, feeling the wetness and the tingles that would make withdrawing my hand impossible.
All I wanted in this world was them.
Emily
My body shuddered at the sight of James walking out of the bathroom naked. When he reached the bed, he leaned over and kissed my forehead.
“I’m sorry, Emily,” he said softly. “I’ve been cruel.”
“Are you okay?” My voice cracked with emotion.
James glanced over at Xavier, who was leaning against the doorjamb watching us.
“Em, you have to trust me when I say…” James brushed a strand of hair out of my eyes. “I adore you.”
I raised my head to whisper in his ear. “Please say goodbye properly. Do it for Xavier…for the three of us.”
He gave me a tender smile. “You know I can’t deny you anything.” His eyes held a sorrowful expression. Something held him back, and we all knew whoshewas.
It made my heart shatter like glass.
He looked distraught. “I wish I could be more for you.”
