Page 88 of The Man of the Hour


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After that…she didn’t want to think about after that.

Sonia groaned, rolling onto her stomach. The white blouse stuck to her chest, and the pencil skirt — also borrowed from her grandmother — was uncomfortably tight and hot. She hiked the heavy fabric up her thighs, trying to let in a breeze.

Brendan smirked. “Why don’t I help you with that?”

“How exactly do you plan to help me?”

“You’ll see.”

As Sonia propped herself on her elbows, Brendan stroked the gauzy back of her blouse. Fingers brushed the sides of her breasts, and the shock made her nipples stiffen. She looked around quickly at the people picnicking on either side.

Brendan didn’t seem fazed in the least. His hands lingered on the soft curves, caressing whatever he could reach as Sonia lay on her belly on the blanket, her heart speeding up. Goosebumps tightened her skin.

“Do you have the nerve, Mr. President?” she challenged. “You keep dancing around being dirty in public. But I think you’re all talk—” She broke off in a gasp when he skimmed her nipples through her blouse, tight and aching.

“Turn over, sunshine,” he muttered, pushing the tote bag off the blanket. “Lie on your side.”

Glancing back at him, Sonia curled up on her side. Brendan stretched out behind her, molding his hard body to hers. Deftly, he rolled the blanket around them both.

“Close your eyes,” he whispered. “I’m going to make you feel so good.”

“Close my eyes?” Sonia tensed up. “Why?”

“Because you’re just taking a nap,” he murmured in her ear. “That’s what everyone will think. They’ll never know I’m fingering your little pussy under this blanket.”

He was crazy. People would know.

Still, her eyelids fluttered closed. Deliberately, she snuggled her ass into the hard bulge of his cock. The blanket was nubbly against her cheek. She smelled dirt, fresh-cut grass, and the faint scent of rubber as bicycles whizzed by.

Patient fingers pushed up the hem of her skirt, massaging the back of her knee and along the inside of her thigh.

“Brendan,” she hissed urgently. “You really want to take this risk? I have less to lose than you do.”

His lips brushed her neck. “I don’t give a fuck right now about anything except making you come.”

“I’d like to believe that, but—” Sonia broke off when he gently teased the elastic of her panties. “If anything happens to you, I’ll never forgive myself.”

“You’re sweet. But you didn’t seem so worried when we were in my office.” Brendan’s voice deepened to a rasp. “I want this, sunshine. You, clenching up on my fingers, next to the Washington Monument. Crowds of people all around us. I want you to go there with me.”

Sonia gasped when his fingers surged inside her panties, sliding in thanks to her cream.

“Mmm, baby. Feels like you want that too,” he groaned. Sonia buried her face in the blanket as her cunt was caressed in the middle of the busy lawn. Sounds flew past her ears: lazy conversation, shouts of laughter, a bicycle bell, someone’s music blasting. And under it all was Brendan, whispering soothing words, coaxing her to open as he penetrated her.

Her pussy clutched him eagerly, her body seizing up. Finally, she unclenched, melting around his steady strokes.

“That’s it,” he murmured. “So good, Sonia. All you need to do is come.”

“I want more of you,” she pleaded in a whisper.

“Easy now,” he cautioned. “Don’t give the game away.” His mouth was pure temptation by her ear. Easing out, he massaged her clit until it was swollen and throbbing. “It’s our little secret.”

Sonia whimpered, keeping her eyes obediently closed. Brendan’s quiet laugh made her hips buck into his hand.

“Don’t you feel free, Sonia? Doing what you want in front of everyone, not giving a fuck?”

She bit her lip hard to stifle her cry as more fingers filled her, opening her cunt. His free hand slid down her belly, pulling up her skirt even more and capturing her clit. He pinched it steadily, until she had to smother her moans in the blanket. Behind her, his cock pressed into her ass, thick and heavy.

His lips brushed the back of her neck, and she heard him whisper, “You make me happy, Sonia.”

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