Nicole Edwards - Perception

Knowing that she was intimately watching him, Xander continued to jack his cock with one hand, the tension in his balls intensifying as her sweet scent flooded his senses. Keeping his other hand resting at his side and not touching her the way he wanted was the hardest thing about tonight. But somehow he managed.

That’s when Mercedes blew his fucking mind. She reached one hand between her legs, sliding her thong to the side as she lowered her pussy to his mouth.

He could imagine what people saw when they looked at them. A wonton woman sprawled over him, ready to ride his face for all she was worth. While her obedient sub focused solely on her, his one and only goal was to make her come. With his mouth.

With her orgasm his full priority, Xander licked her.

Slowly at first, teasing gently before sucking her clit. It wasn’t long before she was grinding her pussy against his mouth, her soft moans vibrating through her body, not heard over the sound of the music.

His cock was throbbing, his balls drawing up against his body as he continued to stroke himself, wishing like fuck that her mouth was on him, but that wasn’t the way it was planned. Instead, he fought the urge to come while he ate her pussy, relishing the way she was riding his face.

It wasn’t until she came, her body shuddering above him that Xander realized just what he’d do to make the woman come undone.

Even if it meant she would withhold his release from him. Which she evidently intended to do.

Once she was sated – even if it were just the beginning of their night together – Mercedes crawled down him, making her way to the opposite end. When she paused, grinding her hot cunt against his straining erection, he sucked in air. Even with her panties acting as a barrier between them, he felt the wet heat and it was enough to make him nearly come in his hand.

“Not yet,” she demanded as she glanced back over her shoulder. He could barely hear her over the music from the loud speakers and the people talking around them, but he knew what she said.

With a dangerous chokehold on his cock, an attempt to keep from losing it right then and there, Xander started counting slowly to himself. It was the only alternative to grabbing her hips and pulling her down on top of him.

She surprised him when she stood up. Instead of asking him to get up, like they had planned in advance, Mercedes offered him a wicked grin. One that spoke of promises and retribution.

Figured.

He was in a position that he couldn’t very well get out of because he’d agreed well in advance, but that didn’t mean he didn’t want to.

No, Xander reached deep inside and latched onto his control, while Mercedes came around near his head once more. He was looking up at her, she was looking down at him. When she knelt on the floor, he couldn’t imagine what the hell she was doing, but he waited.

“Put your cock away,” she told him.

Yeah, that wasn’t going to be quite as easy as it looked. But she probably knew that. His dick was throbbing, and the leather pants were going to cause a significant amount of discomfort. But he did it anyway.

Managing to tuck himself back in his pants, he still didn’t move.

“This is for you,” she whispered near his ear and she retrieved something from beneath the sofa.

Son of a bitch.

He wanted to laugh, but he didn’t. It wasn’t part of the scene.

None of this was.

“Raise your head up.”

He did.

Mercedes proceeded to buckle that goddamn collar around his neck once more.

“Sit up.”

Xander sat up, swinging his legs around and over the side of the sofa, his painfully hard cock causing a tremendous amount of discomfort, but he didn’t say a word.

“Stand up.”

Rising to his feet, he kept his gaze fixed on her.

Mercedes stood, coming to stand directly in front of him and that was when he realized she was holding something else.

It wasn’t until she reached up and buckled it to the D ring on the collar that he figured out just what it was.

The wicked woman had leashed him. She’d actually clipped a fucking leash to the fucking collar around his fucking neck.

He took a deep breath. Let it out.

Mercedes stepped closer, went up on her toes and brushed her mouth to his. “I’m just making sure there is absolutely no doubt in anyone’s mind exactly who you belong to.”

He nodded, still not saying a word. He was supposed to be playing a part. And he had to hand it to himself… he was doing a damn fine job.

Because, in less than five minutes, he was going to have the collar off, and the leash would be used to redden her backside nicely.

Right before he fucked her until she didn’t remember her own name.

Six months later, January…

The day AFTER the opening of Alluring Indulgence Resort

“What did you think of AI?” Xander asked Mercedes as they stepped onto the private jet that would take them from Austin to Dallas.

“I thought it was rather impressive,” Mercedes answered with her one thousand megawatt smile, the one that made his blood run hot. “Almost as impressive as you were.”

Xander smiled, stepping back out of the way and motioning for Mercedes to take a seat in one of the cushioned leather chairs on the five person jet that they had used for both business and pleasure on quite a few occasions in recent months.

Once she was seated, he moved to the chair across from her, a small table holding a vase of fresh flowers between them. He knew that Mercedes had a fascination for flowers and for the last six months, Xander had ensured there were fresh ones on the jet whenever they took a trip, as well as in her office every morning.

“Was that sarcasm I detected?” he asked, looking over at her.

“What would give you that idea?” she retorted, a mischievous grin on her pretty lips. “What about you? What did you think of AI?” Mercedes asked, staring back at him as he relaxed into the chair, his long legs stretching out into the aisle.

Their short visit to the newly opened resort in Coyote Ridge was officially over. Not a moment too soon, as far as Xander was concerned.

Having been personally invited by Travis Walker to check out the Alluring Indulgence Resort at the official grand opening, they’d spent the first few hours after their arrival talking business with Travis, his husband Gage, and two of his brothers, as well as Luke and Logan McCoy.

A higher power must’ve been looking out for him though because, much to his relief, that had been the extent of the business discussions.

From that point on, it’d been an all-out free for all and, as intense as it had been, Xander was anxious to get home. They’d spent the morning having breakfast with the owners and other investors of Alluring Indulgence, without spending any time talking business. Not an easy feat with so many Type A’s in one room, but as they learned, it was possible.

In just a few minutes, they would be heading back to Dallas.

“I don’t have any complaints,” he told Mercedes. “The turnout was definitely impressive.”

Travis obviously had a long list of acquaintances who’d been foaming at the mouth, eagerly anticipating this event. No one would be going home disappointed.

Considering what the Walker brothers were striving for, Xander and Mercedes had taken the opportunity to talk to Travis Walker about future events at the resort, including some demonstrations and classes related to the diversified selection of sexual kinks. As it turned out, that was one of the main reasons he had been invited, aside from the fact that he held a hefty financial investment in the place.

Apparently, Travis Walker had been rather impressed with the BDSM theme nights that had become quite popular at Devotion. It looked as though Travis was looking to implement some of the themed nights for the resort as well.