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    Mercedes' dark eyes lit with fire as she flashed them at him over her shoulder, “Are you offering?”
    “I’m on the hunt for tonight.” He pressed in giving her a taste of the erection that needed to be fed against the cheeks of her ass.
    Mercedes’ breathe deepened and she sucked at the air to regain her breath. It had been too long since she’d had Trenton’s interest. She certainly wasn’t going to blow it this time.
    His hands smoothed over the fabric of her tight fitted skirt that covered her ass, down to the bear thighs and back up to cup the firm round cheeks. His cock throbbed against the confinements of his jeans, recalling how he used to spank this one to a bright red. “So many clothes Mercedes, you know I hate too much clothing between me and what I plan to have. What do you have on underneath?”
    “A chained thong.”
    “ Mmmm —nice. Come out on the dance floor. I want to watch you dance in front of me.”
    “ Mmmm —you really are in mood tonight aren’t you?” She teased him, but when she saw the annoyance flash in his eyes she was quickly regretting it.
    “Don’t play tonight Mercedes. I am not in any mood to tolerate that.” It was a warning and it would be the only warning he’d give her.
    Mercedes at one time had a good thing going with Trenton. He had a fire to match her own and a control that demanded her submission, something few men could actually force from her and damn she loved what he could do with his cock and a cane.
    She had it made in the shade as his Sub. That is until she found out about his desires to find a slave for his home. And after weighting out the pros and cons she decided the title should be hers. He had plenty of money to satisfy her spoils. Of course she knew men that were far wealthier than him, but they didn’t come close to Trenton’s good looks or his talent in bed—that and his title as Dominus had just been raised. What more could a good little submissive girl want. But when Trenton turned her down, she felt jilted and she was too quick to retaliate. She challenged his authority at every turn, and she had sealed her fate out the door when she showed up at one of his brother’s parties with Sergio and Adam. While it was well known they were gay they were also known to take on a shared female partner for switch games from time to time.
    If there was one thing Trenton never tolerated it was a Sub who dared to play the Dom… not even for a moment and he’d never come anywhere near her since.  
     
    Trenton led her out across the floor toward the column near his booth and leaned back against it pulling Mercedes around in front of him and let her go allowing her the freedom to move to the beat of the house techno music.
    She was quickly swaying in front of him seductively, but not too fast she knew what he liked and he reached out to cup her ass in his hands then pushed her skirt up over hips to watch her bare flesh gyrate and turn for his own entertainment.
    Trenton watched the round curves sway in front of him, but his mind was quickly wandering, to a small mouse peeking out from underneath a pile of pillows. Pulling her out from the bed and setting her up in the bathroom where she let him pamper her his way, while she pouted. He closed his eyes and dreamed up her lips, pink and full—what they would feel like on his own.
    Watching her trying to pleasure herself in the bath tub. How beautiful and tormented she looked. What he would have given to go down on her just then and lick her desperation from between her thighs.
    He felt Mercedes back into him and the contact jolted him from his own fantasy. His gaze opening to find her backed against him, her eyes glancing over her shoulder, but directed down just enough not to prompt him. He looked over her ass—it was too perfect. He decided it needed some blush. He raised his hand and brought it down hard against one cheek, smacking her with the full size of his hand and he heard the clutch in