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Pete glanced up from his desk as Brendan passed. “Heading out? You’re notdonefor the day, are you?”
“I’m picking up my dry-cleaning before the store closes. Be back soon.”
For the next twenty minutes, the late afternoon sun bathed his body in heat. He took his time strolling the paved paths along Upper Senate Park, where green lawns surrounded a large central fountain. In the distance, the Capitol rose against puffy clouds, and the bronze Statue of Freedom pointed toward the pale blue sky.
From here, the statue was only a dark, curving point on the Capitol dome. But he knew she was jaunty, her expression challenging, one hip cocked to the side. The Statue of Freedom reminded him of Sonia.
Along one of the pathways, Brendan sank onto a bench and pulled out his phone. What if someone recognized him? What if someone overheard? What if his whole career went up in flames over one damn public phone call and he had to leave DC forever because no one would hire him?
It sounded relaxing.
Sonia picked up immediately when he called.
“Hi,” she said breathlessly. “I’m ready. Well, I’m naked, but I haven’t put the toy in yet.”
She sounded genuinely eager. Her hard shell was cracking.Good,he thought.
All he wanted was to regain a sense of control.
He tried to keep his voice low, but it came out rough and impatient. “Prove it. Spread your legs. Send me a pic.”
“What?You told me last night I couldn’t even send you a picture with my clothes on. Now you want a nude? What about keeping your phone clean?”
“That’s my problem, not yours.”
“Can you tell me what’s going on first?” Sonia’s tone changed to concern. “I know something’s wrong, Bren, and it’s not just about you and me. You’re upset.”
Fuck, he wanted Sonia’s sympathy, but it also made him prickle. He didn’t know what to do with it. “So, give me what I want. Send me a pic.”
“I don’t want to compromise you.”
He closed his eyes. “I wasn’t asking. Consider this an order.”
There was a long silence. He could hear her breathing.
“Whatever I want. Right? ‘Use me like a sex doll.’ Those were your words, baby. Not mine.”
There was a sharp intake of breath. He heard her bed creak and the soft rustling of her movements. Within seconds, a pic was sent with a ding, but he didn’t look at it. He wanted to trust that she was being truthful.
“Describe it,” Brendan whispered, scanning the pathways in the park. “Your pussy.”
He waited for her to laugh, or make a smart comment. But there was only a long pause before she said, “Swollen. Juicier now that I’m talking to you.” The words buzzed through the phone, each one charged. “I’m stroking my clit in little circles, taking it slow. Getting it slick.” Her voice sounded shakier as she went on. “For you.”
The “for you” needled him. Why was Sonia being so generous? Why had she offered this deal to him? He wanted to believe she was different from everyone else, that she didn’t want something from him, but doubt filled his mind.
“I’m all lubed up,” she whispered. “I’m holding the plug in my other hand. I’m ready.”
“Sir,”he said sharply. “I’m ready,sir.”
There was a little gasp, followed by a moan. She was stroking herself faster now; her breathing gave her away. “I’m ready, sir.”
“You’re a rude girl, Sonia. You’re going to practice very good manners while you do every filthy thing I tell you. Understand?”
Another pause. The fountains played in the air as a group of tourists shuffled by, stopping to snap a photo in front of the sprays of water.
“Answer me,” Brendan said firmly, lowering his voice. He felt like an asshole, especially since he couldn’t see her face, but he plunged on. “Or do you keep all your phone fucks waiting like this?”
“Apologies…sir.” She sounded heavier, more languid. “God, I wish you could see how wet I am. I’m dripping. My hand feels so good.”
