She’d called him Master.
“Thank you, pet,” he whispered back, releasing her hair. He was surprised his voice worked at all.
Mercedes continued to hold her head up briefly before she breathed in deep, her back rising and falling from the effort. And then she rested her forehead again, and he knew it was time to begin.
No holds barred.
Admittedly, he’d been holding back.
Now wasn’t the time to hold back on her. She deserved his full attention.
Xander removed his suit jacket, laying it over the chair in the corner. He then went to work on his shirt, removing the diamond cuff links and tucking them into his pocket before rolling up his sleeves.
After dimming the lights, he reached for the toy bag that he’d had Carson bring in a while ago and retrieved the items he’d brought especially for tonight. Especially for Mercedes.
Ensuring he was just out of her visual range, Xander opened the packages, not attempting to be quiet about it either. He wanted her to be curious, but he wasn’t willing to divulge his secrets just yet.
It wasn’t just about the spanking he was going to deliver tonight. In fact, he’d be using his hand for that, just because he enjoyed the feel of her ass beneath his palm. The other toys… well, those were solely for her pleasure.
Once he had the plastic removed from the first toy, he snatched up the lube and then he crossed the room, taking his place once again behind her. Unable to resist the temptation to touch her, he leaned down and pressed his lips to the center of her back, trailing his tongue along her spine, stopping at the crease of her ass.
Her soft inhale reassured him. She was with him, just like she’d said she was.
Setting the pump-action bottle of lube on the floor beside him, Xander made sure she’d be able to see it. But he kept the other item discreetly hidden in his hand.
He placed open mouth kisses over her ass, along her right cheek, then the left, teasing the cleft between them with the tip of his finger as he went along until he was separating her cheeks completely, sliding his tongue slowly downward, over her asshole and ending at the slick entrance to her pussy. Delving deep into her cunt, he teased her relentlessly until she was bucking against his mouth.
“Fuck,” he growled from behind her. “You taste so good.”
That elicited a moan from her and Xander felt his body morphing rapidly into his role. She’d shaken him up both with her refusal to call him Master and then when she seemingly submitted – all in. And now, he wanted nothing more than to hear her scream his name.
Squatting down on his haunches, he retrieved the lube and pumped a generous amount over her asshole, then rubbing the small end of the toy through the slickness until it was thoroughly coated. She was squirming beautifully.
Fuck.
He had to wonder just what the fuck he’d been thinking. If she thought she was being disciplined then she had absolutely no idea the physical pain he was in. His cock was like a steel rod. He could hardly think for wanting to slam into her, to sink into her depths while her pussy clamped around him.
Focus.
“Do you know what I’m going to do to you, pet?” he asked as he continued to tease her puckered hole with the blunt end of the toy.
“No, Master.”
“Do you want to know?” he questioned.
“If that is what you want, Master.”
Perfect answer.
“You’ve got such a pretty ass, pet,” he told her as he squeezed her right cheek with his hand, using his left to continue teasing her. “I look forward to taking you here later,” he added pressing the toy more firmly against her asshole.
Mercedes groaned, her hips pushing back slightly against his hands. She liked that idea. And didn’t that just make his dick all the more excited.
“You’d like that wouldn’t you? To feel my cock slide in your ass? To feel me deep.”
“Yes,” she breathed out roughly, “Sir.”
“Has anyone taken you here before?” he asked, almost as an afterthought, his hand stilling. It was something in the way she’d said “yes, Sir” that had tripped him up.
“No, Sir.”
Fucking hell.
Xander stared down at the toy in his hand. She’d never… Shit. That was the last answer he would’ve expected from her and yet he had no clue as to why. Just because she enjoyed playing at the club didn’t necessarily mean… Shit. He couldn’t even gather his thoughts.
“Please, Master,” Mercedes whispered and he knew she was encouraging him. She would’ve picked up on his pause.
“Thank you, pet,” he told her, letting her know how much this meant to him.