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Perception (Club Destiny #6) Page 107
Author: Nicole Edwards

Considering Xander wasn’t wearing anything from the waist up, Shane figured Clarissa was just getting comfortable with Xander’s body. Watching her was a fucking turn on like no other. He loved to watch her when she touched him as well. To see the wonder in her expression and the heat in her honey brown eyes. There were times when she still seemed so damned innocent, even if she was getting down and dirty.

And she certainly was a dirty girl. One of the main reasons he liked playing with her. That and she wasn’t looking for a relationship. Shane would admit that he cared about Clarissa as a friend, but he could never see anything more than that between them.

No, unfortunately, there was only one woman who’d caught his attention and held it all these years, but she was completely off limits to him.

Clarissa’s hands moved up, her fingers stopping on the bars through Xander’s nipples. Did those hurt? They fucking looked like they would hurt. He’d asked Xander that more than once, but the big bastard had eluded his question every single time. The closest he’d gotten to an answer was, “Go get yours pierced and find out for yourself.”

Yeah, no fucking thank you.

Shane glanced at Xander’s face, noticing how the man was staring back at Clarissa, his expression one of complete and total satisfaction, even if it did look somewhat forced. Apparently, they didn’t hurt. Or maybe they did, and that’s what he liked about them. Either way, Xander seemed content to have her touching him.

Shane suddenly wished he was the one she was touching. Clarissa was incredibly sensual, a truly giving lover, and any time she turned her total focus on him, he knew he was a goner.

Much like Xander at the moment.

When her hands slid back down Xander’s rigid stomach, she continued until she found the button on his leather pants. Since Shane was behind her, he couldn’t see her face, but by the way her back stayed ramrod straight, he figured she was still nervous.

Shane wanted to touch her, to run his hands along her sides, to press her between him and Xander until she was moaning and writhing. He wanted to drive his cock deep in Clarissa’s ass while Xander fucked her pussy until she couldn’t take anymore. Until she was screaming their names.

Fuck.

But even he knew there wasn’t a chance in hell that Mercedes would ever let that happen. She might think she put on a strong front, but he saw right through the facade. She wanted Xander. Hell, he’d go so far as to say she’d fallen in love with him. Without a doubt, this wasn’t easy for her, which was why he suspected she had involved him and Clarissa in the first place.

The sound of a zipper brought Shane’s attention back to Xander and Clarissa. Glancing down, Shane realized Xander had on those great big black boots with the laces, which meant Clarissa was going to have to go to her knees to remove them. The mental image that formed in his mind of Clarissa on her knees with Xander’s enormous cock in her mouth was like a punch to the solar plexus, nearly driving the air from his body and making his cock thicken.

Shit.

Maybe Mercedes didn’t like the idea of Clarissa touching Xander, but Shane certainly did.

Mercedes moved, and Shane’s attention was drawn to her. She walked around the couple, riding crop in her hand as she slid the flat end over Xander’s skin. She was smiling, but she was looking at Clarissa and not Xander.

“Naked, Rissa. He needs to be completely naked,” Mercedes instructed, her tone soothing and calm, yet unyielding.

Clarissa nodded, and she must’ve realized her mistake because her eyes were wide as she stared back at Mercedes. And true to her dominating nature, Mercedes gave her no room for error, as soon as her head nodded in response, Mercedes was up against Clarissa’s front, the hand wielding the crop buried in Clarissa’s long, chestnut hair, tilting her head back so that Clarissa was looking up into her eyes.

“What did I say about responding?” Mercedes asked, her tone still quiet and easy. Not at all what Shane had expected based on her rather aggressive stance.

“Yes, Mistress M,” Clarissa whispered.

Mercedes slid her thumb over Clarissa’s bottom lip but didn’t release her. Their noses were practically touching and from where Shane stood, he could see Clarissa’s chest rising and falling rapidly. She was turned on by this.

Hell, Shane was turned on by this. He wanted Mercedes to move just an inch closer and press her mouth…

Son of a fucking bitch!

Shane’s entire body went hard as Mercedes lowered her mouth to Clarissa’s ever so gently. Clarissa didn’t respond, but Mercedes apparently didn’t need her to. The Domme glided her lips gently over Clarissa’s, her tongue sneaking out slowly to slide over the seam and Shane was convinced he might just be reduced to a teenage boy if they kept this up.

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