Perception (Club Destiny #6)(63)
Author: Nicole Edwards

Knowing how much pleasure she could offer Xander by giving him her submission, she’d finally relented. And holy freaking Toledo, had it been worth it.

“Good answer,” he said as he cupped her chin. “Thank you for being honest.”

“Always,” she told him, meaning it.

Mercedes saw an unfamiliar emotion pass in his eyes, and she tried to pinpoint what it might be, but before she could get that far, Xander was pulling her down onto him.

“I want to feel your hands on me,” he whispered gruffly. “I’ve waited a long time for this, Mercedes.”

He’d said her name. Not pet. Not “M”, his nickname for her. He’d said her name.

“I have, too,” she told him truthfully. She had. Definitely all day and probably even longer than that if she had to guess. Even if she hadn’t realized it, Mercedes had been secretly wanting this. Perhaps for a really long time, she wasn’t sure. But right now, she didn’t want to think about any of that.

Now that she was lying on top of him, she had a little control on her side. But she held back, letting him take the reins. When he pulled her head down so that their mouths met, she held back longer than she thought possible.

And that’s when everything went out the window.

It was no longer Dom versus sub. This was all about two people; a man and a woman who wanted one another with a desperation that threatened to suck the oxygen out of the room.

The kiss lingered for long minutes, but the hunger intensified. They were a jumble of hands and lips and tongues as they reached and searched and stroked. Mercedes felt his smooth, warm skin beneath her fingertips, the crisp hairs of his legs against her shins, the heavy stalk of flesh against the apex of her thighs as Xander ground his hips against hers.

Oh, how she wanted this man. She could get lost in him for hours, and she fully intended to.

Pulling her mouth from his, she fought for air as she ran her lips down his neck, over his collarbone. She didn’t try to pull away when he repositioned himself so that he was fully on the bed, ending with her straddling his legs as she caressed the hard angles of his chest.

She made her way to his nipples, using her tongue and teeth to twist and pull the titanium bars that ran through his nipples. God, that was so fucking sexy. She’d never been with a man who had his nipples pierced, but fuck it was hot. And she learned that the more she tugged, the more he moaned his pleasure.

“Does that hurt?” she asked curiously, not stopping in her pursuit to torment him the way he’d done to her all day long.

“Just a little,” he said on a groan. “In a very good way.”

So, it was true, Xander enjoyed that small bite of pain – just like she’d learned that she did.

“God, yes,” he groaned, palming the back of her head and holding her to him as she teased his nipple relentlessly.

He only released her enough so that she could move to the other side, savoring the feel of his smooth skin against her lips, the cool metal against her tongue as she continued to nip and pull – harder this time – until he was bucking up against her.

Fearing he was going to rush this before she was ready, although she wouldn’t have complained if he’d driven his cock inside of her right then, Mercedes made a wet path with her mouth down the center of his abs, lingering long enough to outline each gentle ripple of muscle with her tongue. Moving lower, she trailed the sexy muscles that formed a “V”, moving back up slowly, first one side, back down. Then the other.

She briefly stopped on the tattoo on his left side. There, perfectly aligned just beneath the line of his “V”, was the word “Trust” in plain black bold letters. Seeing it made her heart pound wildly.

Mercedes knew all about the tattoo. She knew the meaning because she’d heard people talk about it at Kink. It was Xander’s motto: Without trust, what was there? According to him, when he finally trusted someone implicitly, and they trusted him in return, he would know that was the woman he’d spend the rest of his life with.

At least that’s what she heard.

Looking up at him, Mercedes saw that he was watching her intently. Her breath lodged in her throat as she realized just what they were doing here. Was this the trust he was looking for?

She tried not to read too much into it, choosing to pretend she wasn’t thinking about the fact that they were about to take this to the next level.

With his head propped on a pillow, his hands now casually behind his head as though he’d be able to resist what she was about to do to him.

She smiled.

He smiled back.

Without asking, she leaned down and sucked him into her mouth. It took some work, but she managed to take him almost all the way to the root, the thick shaft filling her mouth completely until her gag reflex kicked in. Only then did she pull back, laving the silky smooth length of him with her tongue.