Nicole Edwards - Perception

At least more so than she already was.

Refusing to think about that, Mercedes focused on his fingers – plural because he’d added a second – as he penetrated her, thrusting a little deeper, a little harder.

“Oh, God,” she moaned when her insides tightened.

“Feel good?”

“Yes,” she moaned.

And it did. It felt so good.

His fingers retreated, and she felt the blunt head of the anal plug as he pressed it against her.

“Breathe, pet. Bear down for me.”

Mercedes did as she was told, and it wasn’t long before the plug was lodged in her ass.

“So fucking pretty,” he exhaled roughly.

She was breathing, just like he told her. In fact, she was panting, willing the pain to ease. And it did, within a few brief minutes. By the time he stepped away to remove the glove, she just felt full.

“I’m going to lift you up some more,” he told her as he used the levers on the side of the machine.

And he did, he actually lifted her several inches. It was slow going, but she was suspended even higher off of the floor.

“You’ve got such a pretty pussy, pet,” he told her as he stepped between her legs once again. “So pretty.”

She watched as he leaned forward, his head lowering between her thighs before the warmth of his mouth caressed her sensitive flesh. God, yes! She wanted to beg and plead, but she knew if she did, he wouldn’t continue, and she wanted nothing more than for him to continue.

And he did.

Oh, God, how he did.

Xander used his fingers to separate her pussy lips, holding her open as he sucked her labia first, then slid his tongue over her, lightly grazing her clit, sliding down to her vaginal opening, and then back up. He repeated the movements several times, making her squirm.

“Is this what you want? For me to eat your pussy?”

“Yes,” she whispered.

“Yes, what?”

“Yes, Sir.”

“Beg me, pet. Beg me to eat your sweet pussy.”

“Please eat my pussy, Sir,” she said without an ounce of shame. It felt too good.

At this point, she was way past caring what he made her do. As long as he didn’t stop doing that.

* * *

Xander took his time. He wanted to tease Mercedes until she was begging him to fuck her. Ever since he’d walked into the dungeon with her, noticing the way she seemed to easily accept what they were about to do, he’d been hard as stone.

Even when he’d retrieved the anal plug, the haze of lust he could see burning in her eyes didn’t dissipate. She might’ve burned hotter at that point.

Just the knowledge that he was the first and only to take her ass was nearly his undoing. She awed him with her trust.

And now, as he drove his tongue inside of her, he knew it wouldn’t be much longer before he’d be sliding into her body.

He wasn’t going to promise to go easy on her tonight.

Seeing her strapped down, naked, and writhing was hotter than hell. It was a dream come true, one he’d had for more years than he could count. And now that he had her there, at his mercy, he wanted to do nothing more than to take her in every way possible.

“Xander. Oh, God, I’m going to come.”

Rather than say anything, he increased his efforts, wanting to drive her wild, to make her scream his name.

“Yes! Oh, God, it feels so good. Don’t stop. Please don’t stop.”

While Mercedes rambled, her body tensing, he directed his efforts to her clit, flicking his tongue over the engorged bundle of nerves over and over. Knowing that she’d fly apart as soon as he thrust his fingers into her tight cunt, he held off for as long as he could. But finally, the need to be inside of her, to fuck her until he couldn’t see straight took over, and he couldn’t wait.

Driving two fingers into her pussy, Xander doubled his efforts, focusing on her clit.

“Oh, fuck! Yes!”

Mercedes screamed beautifully as she came, her pussy clamping down on his fingers as her body convulsed with her orgasm.

He only stepped away briefly, retrieving a condom and the clit stimulating vibrator he’d opened earlier from the counter. Once at her side again, he covered himself and then grabbed the lube, coating his cock hurriedly.

Working the plug out of her, he tossed it into the sink nearby.

“I need to be inside you,” he told her, his eyes focused on her. “I’m going to fuck your ass, Mercedes. I’m going to take you right here. Right now.” He wanted to say, the only one who would ever take her like this, but he didn’t add that part. “And when you come again, I expect you to scream my name. Do you understand me?”

“Yes, Sir” she moaned, but she didn’t look at him.

He moved around near her head, fiddling with the suspension chains, lifting the front of the bed so that she could see exactly what he was doing. When he was satisfied, he returned to the foot of the padded platform.

“Eyes on what I’m doing. I want you to watch while I take you.”

Mercedes glanced up at his face and then back down between her legs. “Hurry,” she pleaded.

Smiling, Xander gripped his cock firmly and then prodded her ass slowly, pushing into her. He continued to watch her, doing his best to ensure he didn’t hurt her.

“So tight,” he growled as sweat trickled down his temple.

His cock was slowly sliding deeper, but he still had a ways to go before he was fully inside of her. When he took her pussy before, it always took some finesse to fill her completely because he wasn’t a little man, nor was he average. But like this, shit, he wasn’t sure she’d be able to take him all the way.

“Please, fuck me, Master,” she begged, her raspy voice sending a chill down his spine.

Master.

Aww, fuck.

When she called him that, there was no way he could resist. He went as slow as he could until finally his balls were pressed against her bottom and sweat was coating his neck.

“I’m going to fuck you hard. Can you handle it?” he asked, praying like hell she didn’t say no.

“Yes, Master. Fuck me,” she begged.

Xander slid out of her slowly, but this time, he didn’t ease his way into her ass. He thrust forward, swallowing a groan as the pleasure accosted him. She was so tight. And in this position, with her propped up, she was even tighter. But he couldn’t stop.

He pulled out, thrust forward. Repeating over and over as their breathing increased, soft growls and moans filling the air as they both headed toward release. With the tiny vibrator on his finger, Xander pressed against her clit and Mercedes’s eyes widened.

While he increased his pace, thrusting harder, faster, over and over, he moved his finger in small circles over her clit.

“Yes! Xander! Please!”

“Come for me, pet. Come for me. Scream my name when you do. I want to hear my name on your lips.”

Focusing solely on the amazing pleasure coursing through him, Xander pounded into her, harder, faster, deeper. His thighs were screaming from the position, but he didn’t care. His balls were drawing up close to his body, sweat popping out on his arms, his legs, his chest. He was completely and totally consumed by this woman.

“Ahh, fuck,” he growled, unable to stop himself as he fucked her hard. “So good, baby. So fucking good.”

Sliding his thumb into her pussy, Xander fucked her ass and her pussy while he pressed the vibrator to her clit.

“Oh, shit! Oh, shit! I’m going to come, Xander. Yes! Don’t stop! Oh, God! Xander!”

Xander gritted his teeth when her body clamped down around his cock. A rough sound escaped his chest as he pounded harder, once, twice, three more times until he couldn’t hold back any longer.

“Fuck yes, Mercedes! I’m going to come deep in your ass. Fuck, baby.” And with that, Xander let go completely.

Day Four…

Sunday

Sunday morning came way too early. By the time Mercedes forced her tired body out of Xander’s bed at seven, she was once again alone. This time she was grateful for a little time to herself though. She’d had that same dream, the one that had been haunting her for days now, and she needed a moment to pull herself together.

Making a detour to the bathroom, she opted for a shower. Her body was still sore from the night before and she hoped a little warm water would help to ease some of the discomfort.

A full hour had passed by the time she made her way downstairs. Rather than searching for Xander, she headed to the kitchen, hoping he had made coffee again. When she reached the brightly lit room, she found Xander sitting at the kitchen table, his iPad in front of him.

“Good morning,” he greeted as soon as she stepped through the arched doorway.

“Good morning.” She didn’t slow as she headed for the coffee pot.

“We’re taking a little trip today,” he informed her after she’d poured her coffee and doctored it to her liking.

“Where?” she asked as she lowered herself into the chair across from him.

“Ohio.”

If she were right, the only thing in Ohio was his parents. Well, not the only thing, but definitely the only thing Xander would need to go there for. “Is everything all right?”

“As far as I can tell,” he assured her as he glanced down at his iPad and then back up to her. She didn’t want to think about what it meant when he pushed the tablet away and focused on her. She didn’t dare to hope. “Come here.”

Ok, she dared.

Making her way to him, she held her coffee close to her chest, but then released it when he reached for it first.