Page 58 of The Man of the Hour


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“Yes.”

“Right here?”

“Outside the library. Yes.”

There was a long pause, then some rustling noises.

“Okay,” she said finally, her voice quiet. “I’m doing it.”

“You’re on your knees?”

“Yes.” Her breathing sounded quicker. “Next to the bike rack.”

Brendan wondered how she looked. If anyone was staring at her. Whether she was pretending to search for something on the ground…

No. She wouldn’t. Sonia would own the act of kneeling for him.

“Good girl. Now listen to me very carefully. You’re going to pack up your things and go home. You’re going to walk up to your bedroom, open that chest of sex toys, and take out a butt plug and lube. You’re going to strip off all your dance clothes and lie down naked on your bed like the little slut that you are. Then you’ll get that sweet pussy nice and wet, and work the plug into your tight, cock-teasing ass. You’re going to come on the phone for me. Loudly. And you’re going to wear the plug until you come to my place tonight, so you can get your little back hole ready for everything I’m going to do to you.”

Her breath was coming rapidly. He wished he could see her skin flush. “What about my grant proposal?”

“I’m sure the plug up your ass will help you do an even better job.” He heard the condescension in his own voice. His hand dropped to stroke his rigid cock through his pants.

“Are you angry?” Her voice was softer, breathier than usual.

“Yes,” he bit out, and waited for the world to fall.

But the walls of the bathroom stayed standing; the light remained in its fixture. The floor was solid. All that happened was Sonia’s response: “Why?”

He tried to think of a safe answer, but the words spilled out, too raw to hold back.

“We’ve been together twice, and you’re already talking about seeing other people. Am I not enough for you?”

Sonia sucked in a sharp breath. When she spoke, it was low and halting. “You misunderstand me. I don’t want to see anyone else this week. I was hoping you wouldn’t either.”

The tightness in his chest eased a fraction, allowing him to breathe more freely.

“You’re enough, Bren. Believe me.”

Even through the relief that flooded him, the worry that he’d shown her all his cards in that moment, revealed too much, refused to wash away.

Not being enough on his own.

Needing Ian.

This was his deepest fear.

His mind flashed to the two of them taking Sonia together. She’d insisted she wasn’t attracted to Ian, but wouldn’t they be able to please her better together than Brendan could alone? He saw her arching between him and his brother, tossed with lust on their hands and cocks…

He crushed out the thoughts like a dying cigarette. Sonia had made it very clear that she wanted only him.

“Then that’s settled,” he said firmly. “You’ll come for me on the phone, and you’ll wear the plug to my place. And you know, sunshine, if you let me help you out in the fundraising department, you wouldn’t have to worry about your grant proposal. You could just play with yourself all day and let me fuck you all night. Oh, and dance. You’d like that, wouldn’t you?”

There was a strangled sound from her that could be a laugh. “I’m going home now. Should I stay on the phone?”

“No. I’ll call you.” Brendan hung up.

His cock strained against his fly, oozing a damp spot onto his boxers. Smoothing his hair back, he collected himself and strolled into the office suite.

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