“You smell like smoke,” she told him with a grin. “I kind of like it. Did you have fun tonight?” she asked.
“It was a good night, yes.” He wouldn’t go so far as to say it was fun. Between talking business and missing Mercedes, he would’ve enjoyed himself more if he’d just spent the night in with her. “What about you?”
“We had a good time. I like them.”
Mercedes had informed him that Sam had invited her for a girl’s night out. When she hadn’t elaborated about where they were going, he had inquired. And that’s when she informed him they would be going to a sex toy shop.
“Did you find anything you liked while you were there?”
“There was this one chastity cage that I had my eye on.”
Xander laughed, but there wasn’t an ounce of humor in the sound. Because he knew Mercedes could be quite vindictive when she wanted to be, he opted to change the subject before she got any ideas about putting one of those things on him. After all, he had agreed to let her top him. If she went hardcore on him, he might just have to wave the white flag. Especially if she got anywhere near his dick with any sort of cage.
“Have you seen my dungeon lately?” he asked, knowing she hadn’t. That got her attention instantly. “Don’t worry, pet,” he whispered as he slid his hand behind her neck, pulling her closer to him. “Tonight, I don’t intend to tie you down or punish you.”
He pressed his lips to hers gently.
“No? Change of heart?” she asked softly.
“Not at all. But tonight, I’m interested in pursuing what we started last night.”
No matter how hard he tried, throughout the day Xander had thought of little other than what had happened between them last night when they’d finally fallen into bed. They’d burned up the sheets, and he had been ready for a replay since the second he woke up. Now that she was there with him, he didn’t want to stop touching her long enough for her to get naked. Although he would since it would be for a worthy cause.
Pulling her closer so that he could feel the heat between her legs against his throbbing hard on, he slid his hands down her back and cupped her ass in both hands.
“I want to be inside of you,” he stated gently. “I’ve waited all damn day and I’ve finally run out of patience.”
Mercedes’s eyes softened as she stared back at him. “Me too.”
God, he was still shocked when he heard her say things like that. He expected her to try and play it off as a joke. Or even to argue. But her easy acceptance and admission had hope flaring in his chest.
Sliding his hands down her hips, he made his way to her thighs and then pushed her skirt up even higher so that he could feel her bare skin against his palms.
“Stroke me,” he encouraged her as he leaned forward, urging her to kiss him.
When her mouth met his, he was sure they would spontaneously combust. The air crackled and sizzled around them. She was fire in his arms, ablaze with a desperation that mirrored his own. He wasn’t about to let her go, clothes be damned.
Somehow, bless her, she managed to free his cock without ever pulling her lips from his. He sucked on her tongue while he reached for her panties. There was no way he was letting her up so he could work them down her legs. He’d just have to replace them later.
A soft ripping sound had Mercedes pulling back from him, and he fought the urge to laugh.
“Did you just rip my panties off of me?” she asked, suspiciously.
“I did.”
She stared back at him for a minute, not saying anything. Then the corners of her mouth turned up in a mind-blowing grin.
“That’s fucking hot.”
And then her mouth was back on his and Xander thought of nothing except having her slide down onto him.
When she rocked forward, lifting her ass from his thighs, he gripped his cock and she did exactly that.
“Fuck,” he growled, the sheer pleasure of her sheathing him damn near had him seeing stars. Just like the night before, the lack of a latex barrier had his blood pressure spiking dangerously. She was hot and wet. Fuck. “Mercedes…”
He meant to say her name as a warning, but it came out as something else entirely.
She didn’t seem to need clarification because she began to rock gently, her hips shifting as she rode him right there on his living room sofa.
“I’m not gonna last long,” he warned her when she increased the pace.
“Good.”
“Good?” he asked breathlessly as he tried to focus on not exploding too prematurely.
“Yes,” she mumbled against his lips, her hands sliding into his hair. “I want you to come inside me.”