Perception (Club Destiny #6)(74)
Author: Nicole Edwards

Fuuuuck.

Xander couldn’t resist. He gripped her hips, guided her, and then pulled her back down until he was slamming into her, both of them holding the other tightly. He had no intention of letting go until she did, but if she kept this up, his head was definitely going to explode.

“Xander,” she moaned, pulling her mouth from his. “It’s too good. Oh…”

“Come for me,” he said. It wasn’t a command, just gentle encouragement. He watched her, loving the way she looked as she hovered above him, wantonly riding his cock.

Sliding one hand around between her legs, he used his thumb to rub her clit, urging her closer and closer. He wanted her to come with him, but he was racing toward the edge, dangerously close to losing it.

“X!” Mercedes shocked him with her scream as her head fell back, her pussy clamping down onto his cock as her orgasm gripped her. He wasn’t sure if it was the heat of her body, her urgent cry, or the way her fingernails dug into his shoulders, but he followed her over, his cock jerking and pulsing inside of her.

Long minutes later, when their breathing finally returned to normal, Mercedes lifted her head from his shoulder and looked down at him.

“How was that for round one?” he asked when she met his gaze.

“Round one?”

“Most definitely.”

“What did you have in mind for round two?”

Sliding his hands around to her ass once more, he gripped her firmly.

And then stood, holding her to him, his cock still firmly lodged inside of her.

“What are you doing? Oh my God, Xander. Put me down.”

“Not a chance,” he told her as he made his way to the stairs.

“I am way too heavy for you to carry.”

Xander didn’t respond because the comment was absurd. Clearly she wasn’t too heavy because he was already climbing the stairs, tempted to take them two at a time just so he could get to his destination faster. He would’ve too if he had any inclination of pulling out of her.

But he didn’t.

Because the jarring impact of her body against his had him primed and ready for round two.

Chapter Twenty Four

Day two…

Friday

By the time Mercedes made her way downstairs the next morning, she had managed to shower, dry her hair, apply her makeup and still hadn’t run into Xander.

She was only a little disappointed.

Waking up in his bed for the second morning in a row had been an experience to say the least. She’d awoken feeling relaxed, despite the dream that had once again taken the liberty of disrupting her sleep.

Although she hadn’t been overwhelmed by the urge to run and hide from the man she’d just spent the night with, she had been a little perturbed that he’d left her alone. Again.

Knowing Xander, he was probably on the phone, never mind the fact that it was still early. The man did little other than work.

Too much.

As she made her way downstairs, she listened for him, trying to pinpoint his location. With coffee the only thing on her mind, Mercedes headed to the kitchen, hoping to find him there.

Nope. No Xander.

But, there was coffee which was all that mattered. After pouring a cup, she padded through the house, making her way to his office. That’s when she heard his voice. He sounded angry, but she couldn’t make out what he was saying.

Since he’d instructed her to be with him every moment that she wasn’t working, Mercedes figured she had a right to violate his workspace even when he was on the phone.

When she walked in, the frustration that was written all over his face immediately morphed into something else entirely as soon as their eyes met.

“Look, I don’t give a shit. I didn’t authorize it, so you figure it out. I’m not willing to sell just yet. Let him know that I’ll consider if the price is right and what he’s proposed is ludicrous. I’ve got to run. Talk to you later. Hey.”

Mercedes smiled as soon as the receiver made its way into the cradle. “Good morning. Looks like you’re having a good day already.”

“I am now. Come here.”

Without thinking, she moved toward him, sipping her coffee as she did. When she was within touching distance, Xander reached for her. Rather than worrying that they’d get a surprise scalding, Mercedes set the cup on the desk and moved into Xander’s arms.

“I was hoping you’d sleep longer,” he told her as she perched on his lap and he pulled her close.

As she got comfortable, she realized that she spent quite a bit of time sitting on his lap. For some reason, the idea didn’t bother her at all. “I would have, but I woke up alone.”

“Sorry about that. I tend to get up early, and I didn’t want to wake you.”