Nicole Edwards - Perception

Shane stood near one corner of the room, trying to stay out of the way as Mercedes took control of the scene that would play out before him. It was harder than it looked, especially being a bystander while a Domme directed Clarissa.

He liked where Mercedes was taking this though. He definitely agreed with introducing Clarissa to Xander. It was a nice visual. Xander with his overbearing personality and his massive body, Clarissa so petite and sweet looking… Definitely hot.

It did not, however, look like Xander was fully on board with the idea. But Shane would give the man credit – at least he kept his mouth shut.

For now.

It was rather intriguing to see Mercedes direct Clarissa, to instruct the woman to put her hands on Xander. But he noticed that Mercedes did not instruct Xander to touch Clarissa.

And that wasn’t an accident, he knew.

Although, personally, he wasn’t as impressed with Clarissa’s hands on Xander as he would be if Xander were touching Clarissa at the same time. More so if he were the one doing the directing of the two of them. Hell, just the thought of it even made his dick hard.

God, the woman was so fucking hot. And he knew she was generally game for anything. But he hadn’t played with her much. It had just been recent when they had started down this path. Friends with benefits, they had agreed. Multiple benefits.

As he watched the three people across the room, Shane was impressed that Clarissa didn’t say anything, nor did she look his way. She just turned to face Xander more fully, staring up at him. Way up.

Having played with Clarissa multiple times at Kink, Shane knew what to expect from her. Being that she probably felt incredibly safe with the three of them because they were all friends, although Clarissa had the least amount of interaction with Xander, she was likely going to go with the flow easily.

That was one thing about her that he had a love/hate relationship with. Although she was nervous, Clarissa tended to do exactly as she was told. She had no problems handing over the reins completely. If he said crawl, she’d crawl. And he had definitely pushed her limits a time or two.

But for tonight, Shane had zero expectations. He truly hadn’t anticipated engaging with Mercedes and Xander. And damn sure not with Xander as a fucking sub. Shit, just looking at him was difficult. Even if, as a sub, he still exuded that overwhelming presence that people strayed to.

The man was not a sub. You could dress him up and make him do whatever, but he still wasn’t a fucking sub.

Shane wondered just how long Xander was going to play along tonight.

Turning his attention back on Clarissa, Shane watched as she moved closer to Xander. Even with her heels on, Xander was significantly taller. And probably at least twice her width.

The man was built like a brick shithouse. Granted, Shane wasn’t a pushover in the size department, but he’d be the first to admit, he had never broken six feet. But he did have a muscular build, not even remotely close to what Xander was packed with, although he wasn’t a lightweight either. But truthfully, Shane wasn’t sure he’d ever met anyone quite as big as Xander.

When Clarissa’s hands flattened against Xander’s stomach, Shane’s dick pulsed again. Her pale fingers against Xander’s tan skin were a vibrant contrast. The dim lights in the room helped to accentuate the planes of Xander’s chest and stomach as Clarissa roamed up and over the ripples of muscle.

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.

Never had he imagined Mercedes or Clarissa kissing another woman, but holy fuck, this was hotter than he could’ve imagined.

Forcing himself to look away, he glanced at Xander, noticing how the man was tensing right beside them, his face tilted down as he watched them. Lucky bastard. He had a much better view than Shane did.

“And how do you plan to respond next time?” Mercedes asked as she pulled her mouth away slowly.

Shit, if Shane had anything to say about it, Clarissa would be defying Mercedes at every turn. Especially if he had that to look forward to.

* * *

Clarissa wasn’t sure she was breathing. She was overwhelmed by the wondrous scent of Mercedes and the way her soft lips had felt against her own. Oh, God, she’d just been kissed by a woman.

A freaking woman.

And yet, she’d enjoyed it.

She wanted more. She wanted to know what Mercedes’s tongue would feel like in her mouth, her hands on her body. Holy shit. This was so not good. She wasn’t supposed to lust after a woman, but she was. Oh, God she was.

She truly had no idea how she felt about that, aside from it being way more than she expected. She wanted to attribute the strange sensation in her belly to her shock, but she wasn’t quite so sure.