Page 133 of Pervade Montego Bay

“None of your concern.” James traced my lips with his thumb. “Your addiction to danger is inspiring, Emily.” His thumb entered my mouth and he slid it in and out seductively. “But there are rules. Please keep to them.”

“I tried not to talk with him—”

His lips curled into a devilish smile. “If you ever disobey me again…”

“You promised transparency, but there are still secrets between us.”

“On your knees.”

I slid off the table and defied James by staring at him. But his sensual disapproval was too strong to ignore. Being close to him was making me quiver.

Kneeling before him, I bit my lip in anticipation and stared up at him. His chestnut eyes shimmered with dominance.

James unzipped his trousers to reveal his hefty erection—veins lined his shaft and pre-cum tainted the tip. “This is how you affect me.”

“Oh, God.”

“If you are a good girl and obey me…you get to have me.”

I dragged my gaze away from all that potential pleasure, my eyes meeting his.

“Would you like to take my cock in your mouth?”

“Yes, please.”

“Shall I show you how I punish disobedience?”

Licking my lips, I focused on his cock again. “Show me.”

He grabbed my face with an ironclad hold and shoved himself inside my mouth, sliding in and gagging me, pumping my throat fiercely. He knew how much I craved this…an erotic edge that only he could deliver. Saliva trickled down my chin and I wiped it away.

With my eyes wide and full of wonder, my expression showed how much I wanted this to last forever. I’d craved it. I’d been starved of his brand of darkness. James was luring me beneath his wing where I wanted to stay. His passionate dominance made me feel safe. Xavier would always be the light in my world, but James was my darkness and I never felt more balanced than when he was fucking me.

Suckling his balls now, my hand wrapped around James’ shaft as I pumped him fast to retaliate at his domination—even though I hungered for it.

His jaw went slack from the pleasure and I felt a rush of triumph when his cock became even more rigid in my grasp.

I moaned as James growled through his arousal. “Are you sure you can love a man like me forever, Emily?”

“Yes.” I leaned in and suckled his tip.

He pulled me up, spinning me around and leaning me over the desk.

My palms splayed to balance myself, my cheek flush against it, feeling James’ hands sliding up my dress.

He snapped off my thong. “Tell me what you want.”

“Fuck me,” I pleaded.

“But first…”

I felt a whack to my butt, and it made me jolt forward. Looking over my shoulder, I saw the ruler he was holding.

Ouch.

Yet the sting burned lusciously.

“Face me,” he demanded.