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“You don’t have a car?”
She shook her head.
“Next time, call me. I’ll pick you up.”
Sonia’s shoulders stiffened. The movement was so brief, he would have missed it if he blinked. Then she relaxed and raised an eyebrow, giving him that amused glance again. “I’m sorry,sir.Reception is crappy underground.”
When he cupped her chin, her dark lashes fluttered. He doubted anyone else dared to chuck Sonia Jacobson under the chin.
“You don’t have to call me ‘sir’ right now.” He wanted to hear her moanBrendanso badly, he could taste it. “Go ahead and use my name.”
A knowing smile curved her lips. “Okay, Brendan.”
Trying to regain control, he leaned down. “You’ve got that plug nice and snug in your ass?” he murmured.
Sonia nodded, her breath quickening.
“Good.” He wrapped his hand around hers.
“What are you doing?” Sonia hissed.
“Holding your hand. Do you have a problem with that?”
Her eyes darted from the restaurant to the traffic lights to the pedestrians crossing the street. “I’m not a big hand-holder.”
“Are you saying that you want to stop? Is this a safe word situation?”
Her fingers were tense, but she scoffed. “It’s not that bad.”
Stroking her wrist with his thumb, he nodded toward the crosswalk. “This way, sunshine. My apartment’s in two blocks.” As they crossed the street, he took his time looking her up and down. “I knew you’d find the right dress for the occasion.”
Sonia nodded, her cheeks flushed. Hard to believe, but she seemed more freaked out by having her hand held than by anything else they’d done.
“Are you wearing it to the wedding?” Brendan teased. “It’s perfect for when we walk down the aisle.”
To his surprise, Sonia nodded again. A smirk tugged her mouth. “Special request from Diana.”
His cock jumped. “Isn’t it bad luck for me to see it beforehand? I think that means you should take it off.”
“That’s thebridalgown,” Sonia scoffed, glaring at his broad grin. “And it’s the groom who’s not supposed to see it. Whatever; I think those traditions are ridiculous. And did you forget that your charms and hand-holding aren’t necessary? If you want the dress off, tell me to take it off.”
Stepping up on the sidewalk together, they halted. Brendan traced her jaw. “Right here? I can do that, Sonia?”
She laughed. “Oh, please. You wouldn’t.”
“I might.”
“Yeah, right. You couldn’t handle me naked in my own backyard! You can’t receive pics on your phone! I bet you deleted the one I sent you yesterday. You’ve got yourreputationto think of.”
He leaned in. “But would you?” he asked, very softly. “Would you strip naked for me in public? What if I told you to drop to your knees, take out my cock, and suck it right here until I shoot my cum down your throat? Would you do what I say?”
She gripped his tie. “Would you order me to?”
“I asked you first.”
“Tell me if you want it.” Her face was all challenge. “Tell me if you can handle it.”
“Tell me if you’d do it.”
