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As she clenched around him, her fingers went straight to his cock, clutching the heavy bulge. Brendan groaned, jerking forward, as her free hand tried to unknot his tie again.
Her touch felt amazing. He desperately wanted to fuck her. But he knew Sonia’s MO. Her actions before the show made it crystal-clear that she used sex — and giving attention — to distract. If she focused on his pleasure, she’d close up to him. She’d take all the power. And right now, he wanted her open and vulnerable.
He wanted her to remember this night forever.
Spreading her pussy to show off her rosy folds, he took a lily from the jumbled bouquet on the dressing table and ran a petal over her bare lips.
“Jesus,” Sonia gasped. When Brendan skimmed the pointed petal over her clit, she let out a sob. “Oh God…”
“You’re gorgeous,” he breathed. “You’re perfect.”
“Don’t.” Sonia’s head bowed. “Spare me the empty compliments.”
“I mean it. Look at your pussy.” Brendan stroked her cheek, gratified when she obeyed to stare at the lily between her legs. “Look how wet you are. You need this so bad, and I love that, baby.”
When she looked up at him, emotions flitted over her face, her dark eyes wide and expressive. She was still squeezing his cock, but her thighs fell open wider as he teased her with the flower, a flush blooming over her neck and chest. The buds of her nipples begged for Brendan’s mouth, and he forced himself to stay focused.
Strangled moans left Sonia’s throat when the lily tickled her clit again.“Touch me. Use me.Takeme.”
“Come again first.”
When Sonia arched into his hand, he probed her tightness with two fingers. She was unbelievably hot and silky soft. She clamped down immediately, moaning when he rubbed the lily more firmly against her clit. Her free hand grabbed his shoulder, then scrabbled at her side, grasping the bouquet.
“So good,” Brendan crooned. “You work so hard, don’t you? You need to be taken care of.”
“I don’t need that!” Sonia snarled. “Stop it.” But her thighs were shaking, and her pussy fluttered as he fingered her. Her voice took on a taunting edge. “What makes you so sure you can get me off again?”
“I know it.” His whisper roughened. “You’re gushing for me. I can get you off over and over.”
Her face was all challenge. Speeding up his strokes, he twisted his fingers inside her slick cunt, flicking her clit until she cried out.
“I’m not that easy,” she whimpered. “I won’t fall apart for you.”
“You will,” he grunted. “Because you need to. It’s not going to be a choice soon. You can fight it, but your body will take over. You can look down on me, but your pussy knows what has to happen.”
His cock was on fire, straining in her grasp through his pants, begging for his own release as he explored the world between her legs. Sonia was clearly on the edge, but something held her back. If he could just find the right key to fit the lock of her emotions—
“Tell me you hate me,” Brendan whispered.
“What?”
“Tell me. Now. Go on, baby. Feel it deep inside.”
Sonia shuddered, her fingers opening and closing on the flowers. Her eyes pleaded with him, and he gave her an encouraging nod.
“I hate you, Brendan,” she whispered.
Her back arched, thrusting her eager cunt into his palm. Sonia bucked against him, her control cracking as he rubbed the lily against her clit relentlessly.
With a sob, she seized up, trapping his hand and the flower between her thighs. He kept stroking, urging her to come all over his fingers, until she finally went limp and fell against the table with a sigh.
Sonia’s eyes were closed, her sooty dark lashes resting against her cheeks. Dropping the lily on top of the others, Brendan released her. He desperately wanted to keep going, but something told him to wait.
Twisting to face the mirror, her eyes popped open to stare at them both, their twin selves. Her eyes were huge, her makeup smudged.
She let out a long breath. “Take off those clothes, for Christ’s sake,” she hissed. “The tie, the nice shirt, everything. I want to see you.”
Swiftly, Brendan unknotted his tie and tossed it on the dressing table. His shirt practically unbuttoned itself. He’d never undressed so fast in his life.
