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“Perfect. Now stop.”
“What?”
“Do it,” he said sharply.
“All right! All right. I stopped.”
“Ask me for permission to start again. Nicely.”
He heard her whimper. “Please, sir. Please, may I touch my clit?”
“Go ahead.” Her moans filled his ears. It was almost more than he could take. “Now ask for permission to put the plug in.”
“Please.” The request came much more quickly this time. “Can I put the plug in my ass?”
“May I,” he corrected.
That was a definite snort on the other end.“You’recorrectingmygrammar?”
“Yes, I am,” he said coolly. “Do you have a problem with that, Sonia? Or do you flaunt your Ivy League credentials with every person you fuck?”
She was either panting or laughing — he couldn’t tell. Blood rushed to his dick when she said softly, “May I please put the plug in my ass, sir?”
“Rub it on yourself first,” he whispered. “All over your tight little pucker.” He glanced up and down the path, but no one was nearby, and the few people on the other side of the fountain were busy with their own phones.
“I’m doing it,” she breathed. “It feels so good, Bren — sir.”
Brendan wondered how long it had been since she’d played with her ass. Then he wondered how long it had been since someone else had done it for her.
“When was the last time someone touched you there?”
“I don’t know.” Her breathing was labored, more frantic. “A while.” Satisfaction flooded him. “Tell me when to put it in,” she added, her voice rising hopefully.
“Don’t drive this, Sonia.” His tone sharpened. “You’re not in charge. Play with your clit some more; get yourself good and wet. You want to be filled, don’t you?”
“Yes,” she panted. “Yes — please.”
He could have teased her for an hour, but time was ticking, and his absence would be noticed. He was on a leash, tethered to the Senate offices.
“Now, little doll. Fill your ass all the way up.”
Her gasps and curses were driving him crazy. “It feels so big—”
He laughed softly. “That’s because you’re so uptight.”
She sputtered a snicker, and he heard her murmur, “Fuck you…sir.”
He opened his mouth to bite back, but instead he pictured her smiling.
“It’s in,” she whispered, her groans confirming her arousal. “Oh God, sir. I’m so wet.”
“Keeping playing with that pretty clit.” His words were soft now, seductive. “Ask my permission to finger yourself.”
“Oh.” The gasp left her mouth, and Brendan smiled to hear her loss of control. “Please — please, may I — put a finger in my cunt?”
“Two,” he said firmly.
She groaned. “Two.”
