Perception (Club Destiny #6)(61)
Author: Nicole Edwards

It’d taken several minutes to rouse Mercedes after her last powerful orgasm, but once he did, he had quickly bundled her into his coat and then led her right out of the building, without saying a single good-bye.

At that moment, nothing had mattered except getting her home and spending the rest of the night buried deep inside of her. While he had helped Mercedes into the limo, Carson had gone back inside to retrieve her discarded clothing and returned promptly.

Although Xander would’ve been content to look at her wearing his coat and little else, she’d insisted on getting dressed in the car. Back into the stunning turquoise dress.

Sitting by and watching her had been an added bonus. The woman was so graceful, even when she was maneuvering into her clothing in a moving car with limited space.

As the car came to a final halt, Xander let out a long exhale.

About damn time.

Carson pulled the limo up in front of their complex and Xander didn’t waste any time before climbing out. Once again wearing the sexy dress, Mercedes insisted on walking although he would’ve preferred to carry her. Instead of arguing, because it wasn’t going to do him much good, he just took her hand and remained silent until they reached the front door of his condo.

Once inside though, Xander purposely ignored the fact that she had wanted to walk on her own, and he lifted her into his arms, paying absolutely no attention to her immediate rebuttal.

“Hush,” he ordered. “Keep in mind, you’ve probably earned a few more licks tonight. Enough to keep me busy for a while.”

Mercedes instantly quieted.

“Does it seem like this day will never end?” she asked as she wrapped her arms around his neck, resting her head against his shoulder.

Xander made his way up the stairs and to his bedroom without saying a word. If she thought the day had been interminably long, she had no idea how he felt right at that moment. Rather than deposit her on the bed like he would’ve preferred, he took her into the master bathroom.

“If you tell me we’re going to shower, I’m going to tell you how much I really like you,” she mumbled drowsily.

“Well, get prepared to like me,” he advised her as he set her on her feet in front of the long vanity.

After turning on the water, he waited for it to warm while he easily undressed Mercedes. Once she was naked, he took his time removing the clamps from her breasts.

“Oh, fuck,” she groaned when he released the first clamp, using his hands to stimulate the soft, warm globe while the blood rushed back to her nipple. When he reached for the other clamp, Mercedes gripped his wrist.

“I’ve got to take it off,” he informed her.

“I know. Just… give me a minute,” she said, her breath rushing in and out.

When she finally relaxed, nodding her head at him, Xander reached up and removed the other clamp. Placing his hand over her breast, he squeezed as he leaned down and pressed his mouth to hers. Kissing her was like heaven and hell mixed together. She was so sweet, so damn responsive, but the way she kissed him back made his dick ache all the more. He needed her. But they still needed to get the shower out of the way.

Once the steam began to fill the bathroom, Xander urgently removed his clothes, wrapped Mercedes in his arms and led her into the glass enclosure.

“Oh, God, the water feels good,” she said as the warmth cascaded over them.

“You feel even better,” he told her, placing a kiss on the top of her head. “But don’t think I’m through with you yet, pet.”

In fact, he was just getting started.

“Haven’t you had enough?”

Had enough? Was she kidding? He hadn’t had anything yet, except for hours and hours of self-imposed torture. At this rate, his balls should’ve been glowing a nice neon blue. He was scared to look down for fear they would be.

Instead, he chuckled, amused by her obvious exhaustion. He’d fucked her with a dildo, and she’d clearly forgotten that he had yet to come once since they’d agreed to this just that morning.

He was looking to change that in the very near future.

Xander pulled away from her, looking down into her eyes as he cupped her face in his hands. “Not nearly enough.”

There was the hint of a smile on her lips that made everything seem to right itself. Like all of the events of the last few hours wouldn’t have to be categorized as one big failure because if her smile was anything to go by, he’d at least done something right.

What, he didn’t know.

“As much as I’d love to linger in here,” Mercedes said drowsily, “I’d much prefer a nice soft bed.”

Xander wouldn’t argue because he felt the same way. “As soon as I shave you, we’ll make our way to the bed.”