“A hotel not far from here. I hear they have strawberries and whipped cream,” he murmured against my lips.
“Then I guess dessert is served.”
“It will be.” His hand reached up under my dress and his fingers grazed my lace underwear.
I sat down inside the car and he raced to the driver’s seat. He threw the car into drive and waved at the valet. Then he smirked, looking behind him at secret service.
“Wanna give them a show?”
“What?”
He slipped his hand between my thighs and my hand instinctively shot up to the ceiling as I braced myself.
“Brady!”
“Hell, why waste time? We’ll go to the hotel later.” His fingers worked their magic as he drove, weaving in and out of cars down the streets of D.C. I had already soaked my panties in anticipation, feeling like I could hardly breathe.
Finally, Brady pulled over onto a side street.
I noticed the lights behind us die out. “Are they watching?” I asked.
“You know they are,” he growled in my ear, removing his seat belt and then my own, never stopping the pumping of his fingers.
“Brady…” I threw my head back in ecstasy as his fingers continued pushing me toward the edge. I leaned over to unzip his pants and then took him in my mouth. He was already hard for me.
He put his hand on the back of my head, bobbing it up and down. “God, that feels so good,” he grunted, his body twitching with excitement. “Ride me,” he instructed.
He pulled down my panties and I climbed on top of him, slowly lowering myself. He pushed me down by my shoulders and began thrusting up into me, panting as he bounced me up and down.
“I’m gonna come,” I groaned.
“Do it, princess.”
I felt the wave of orgasm as it hit me.
“Stand up and turn around. We’re going to try something new.”
I did as I was told, but when I went to lower myself back down onto him, he angled himself towards my ass. “Time to stretch for me.”
I smiled; I had wanted to try this since the day he put his finger up there, but I hadn’t known how to ask.
I screamed as he entered me, stretching me wider than ever before. It felt so good.
“That’s right, beautiful. Enjoy,” he said as he slowly bounced me. My hand moved to my mound and I played with my clit.
His paced increased and I felt another orgasm coming on. “Brady, harder!”
He pushed me down farther than before and bounced me harder, and my toes curled in anticipation. I couldn’t believe I was having anal sex while secret service watched. It was so inappropriate and hot at the same time. Plus, I knew that as secret service, they could never tell anybody.
Brady pushed me down again and again, and I felt the orgasm rise within him, stronger than ever. He yelled as he filled me, and I trembled and twitched against his body.
When we were done, I laid back on him for a moment. “Did we just have sex in a car?” I asked, astonished.
“Yep.”
“That was amazing.”
“And we haven’t even gone to the hotel yet. But let’s go back to the party for a while.”