Page 134 of Pervade Montego Bay

I turned and faced him.

He lifted me up and sat me on the edge of the desk. My thighs spread for him, my sex on show.

James lifted my legs up and helped me wrap them around his waist. With a shocking swiftness, his cock sunk deep, completely impaling me. My moans were silenced when his palm crashed against my mouth.

I squeezed him with my muscles and felt him twitch, growing larger inside me. A jolt of pleasure hit my clit when his fingertip flicked against it. James’ expression told me he was immersed in the moment, too.

I bit back a loud groan, dissolving into the blinding pleasure of climaxing. James rocked against me, spilling his hot semen, his hips a slow piston as he rode out his orgasm.

He leaned in to kiss my lips, his cock still throbbing as my channel held onto him.

James leaned close to my ear. “Now talk.”

This was too much…we were so close I couldn’t refuse him anything.

“He showed me something,” I admitted.

James dragged his teeth over his bottom lip, and it looked seductive. His fingertip was back on my clit, circling it and bringing on a dull ache that promised to build again.

“Go on,” he said, his voice husky.

“It was a sheet of paper,” I said softly. “There were family crests on it.”

“Did you recognize any?” He pumped into me leisurely.

A tremor slithered through me…a dark frisson that made me yearn for more of his dangerous edge.

He tipped up my chin. “Well?”

I swallowed nervously. “I saw one of the crests on the back of Louis’ watch.”

“Did you tell anyone?”

“No.”

“Forget you saw it. Do you think you can do that?”

“Yes.”I’ll try.

His irises dilated, though his expression remained the same. He seemed calm and unaffected.

“What do those crests mean?” I muttered.

“It means I have another reason to punish you for snooping.”

“What are you going to do?”

“This.” His thumb pressed against my clit and he circled it slowly.

With him still inside me, his masterful control made me forget what had brought us into this room. My rising bliss turned into another mind-blowing climax.

Finally, I fell back and stared at the ceiling. A few moments later I slammed my palm over my mouth as guilt washed over me.

“What’s wrong?” James sounded sincere.

“We shouldn’t have done it here.”

James reached for the tissue box on the desk and cleaned himself off. “No one will know.”