Page 84 of Pervade Montego Bay

“Face each other,” I said.

They did as I asked, staring into each other eyes, half amused and half intrigued with what I was going to do.

“Stay like that,” I ordered, reaching for their cocks with each hand and then stroking them in unison, savoring the stickiness, the sleek firmness beneath my touch as I jerked them off at a dazzling pace.

“Kiss,” I demanded.

It was an easy order to follow. Both men leaned in and savaged each other’s mouths, their lust-fueled passion seeing their tongues attack each other, their moans breaking the quiet.

“Look into each other’s eyes,” I said.

They obeyed and moved back a little, both restrained and unable to fight my demands because my domination was too arousing to ignore, with me pumping my hands all the way to each base and tugging hard to the tip, faster and faster, jerking them off with panache.

My thighs were slick and my clit throbbed as I commanded this mesmerizing scene—controlling two of the world’s most powerful men.

They were closing in on their climaxes, their jaws slack and their bodies trembling as they moaned and soared toward their shared pinnacle.

“Come together,” I commanded.

A low growl escaped James, his face contorting with his impending release as he struggled to free himself from the necktie restraining him—at the same time seeming to revel in its restriction.

“Keep your eyes open,” I ordered.

“Oh, God,” moaned Xavier. “I’m close.”

Perspiration covered their brows and upper lips as they surrendered finally to my order. My focus fell to their iron-hard shafts held firmly in each of my hands.

I couldn’t wait to see it…

Semen spurted in an arcing fountain, striking them both as they cried out in unison, shuddering as they came.

I continued to milk them until they were dry, my palms buzzing from the exertion and my fingers hot from the friction.

James and Xavier collapsed onto the bed with their hands still tied.

After I released them from their bindings, I said, “Kiss.”

Watching them sharing their deep affection for each other made me feel complete. These two naked men with their mouths devouring each other was something I could watch on replay. Cupping my sex to the dull the ache, I rubbed my clit as their extended show of love played out in a show of strength.

Leaning forward, I joined in on their kiss, our mouths refusing to end this passionate embrace. We collapsed breathless and sated.

We snuggled beneath the covers, not caring about the stickiness or the mess of our lovemaking.

Sandwiched between my two men, I knew I had to savor every last second of our togetherness. Xavier fell asleep first, his light snore endearing. Resting my head on James’ chest, I was lulled by the sensation of his fingers caressing my shoulder.

I looked up at him. “Do we make you happy?”

He squeezed his eyes shut as though my words cut into him, then he opened them and offered me a reassuring smile. “I never thought I’d love again,” he whispered. “I want you to know that.”

I let out a contented sigh.

I didn’t want to fall asleep. I wanted to hold on to these precious moments.

I felt James press his lips to my forehead.

I can’t lose you.

James