Page 13 of The Deceived

“Wouldn’t you like to know?” I laugh and everyone laughs with me but fuck this is a nosey-ass reporter.

It is true, I do plan to run but I’m not announcing my candidacy in a podunk town with a handful of reporters who typically only write about local carnivals and church bake sales. No, it has to be announced at the perfect time and precisely in the right way. I’ll need all the momentum that I can get for such a large run, and the right people behind the scenes to run the campaign.

I smile and kiss the chubby baby, giving her a little bounce so she’ll giggle and of course, she does. The cameras all around me start to go off. I smile as I hand her back to her mother, whose perfect tits are pushed up and on display. Her tongue darts out wetting her bottom lip and she winks at me before taking back her daughter from my proffered arms.

I bet I could get her to suck my dick after this rally if I wanted her to. It wouldn’t be the first time that’s happened, but there’s only one mouth that I want on my cock right now.Winter’s.

Fuck, I need to see her again.I can’t wait for the southwest Tennessee leg of this rally to be over with so I can get back to the Manor.

I hate that I can’t just see her at my leisure, but with my campaign and her being contracted to the Manor, she can’t leave the grounds. I wonder how long she has left on her contract? I make a mental note to check on that very fact. I’m losing my tightly held control and I need to fuck this woman out of my system.

I’m assaulted with the memories of the taste of Winter’s kiss and an image of her as she slides down my body to rest by feet.

She eagerly pulls me free from my trousers before she skillfully teases the head of my cock with her tongue. Her blue eyes meet mine and I cup her cheek in awe and approval as she takes the length of me to the back of her throat, like the good fucking girl that she is.

My fingers twine in her hair, using her mouth for my pleasure, guiding her as she takes every last inch of me until she can barely breathe because she’s stuffed too full of me as I fuck her face. The sounds she’s making, small appreciative moans, wrap around my cock and drive me to move faster; my cock sliding into her wet mouth, across her pink tongue, and down her throat.

Fuck.

“The things I’d let you do to me, Governor Dean.” My eyes shoot open as the mother of the baby leans in to whisper in my ear.

Oh, fucking hell.I look around at the crowd still gathered around me as my daydream is broken.

“Thank you, everyone, for your support, but the Governor isn’t taking any more questions today. We’ll see you next stop on the campaign trail which you can find at RexDeanreelection.com.”

Tori interrupts my thoughts with her impromptu announcement to the crowd as she steps in front of me, gently tugging my arm, guiding me to the back of the stage.

I’m trying to wrap my mind around the fact that I lost all fucking control of myself, and the situation out there, as she pushes her way through the crowd to get us behind the stage where my campaign bus is parked.

I’m not scheduled to wrap up this stop yet so something urgent must be happening if Tori is calling off the schmoozing. You won’t hear me complain. I can’t believe I got so lost in a fucking daydream.

She stays to my front, so close her ass is only millimeters from my crotch, as she continues to steer me by the arm, up the steps and into the bus where a handful of staffers wait.

“Everyone out.” Tori yells and the staff scurries to evacuate the area like their asses are on fire. Once the last staffer is off the bus, Tori finally releases my arm and turns to face me.

“What in the hell were you doing out there?”

Her red hair is tied up in an elegant bun and her expensive cream pant suit hides all the curves that I know are there. Her slender blade of a nose is scrunched up in annoyance and her eyebrows are drawn down into angry slashes.

“Schmoozing. What the fuck did it look like? Why did you drag me back to the bus?”

I yank at the knot of my tie to loosen it. I don’t understand the reason for her question or her annoyance with me. Everything was going according to plan, and the crowd was eating out of my fucking hand.

Tori huffs a mirthless laugh before she hangs her head, grabbing at that spot between her brows like she’s done since we were kids, anytime she’s really annoyed.

“What’s this all about, Tori?” I don’t understand and the longer she drags this out, the angrier I’m getting. Her gaze meets mine.

“You’ve got a fucking hard on Rex! You were out there looking at the mother of that baby and your dick was getting hard while she whispered in your ear!”

What?I look down at my crotch and sure enough, she’s right. “Oh, fucking hell!” I pull my jacket off and toss it onto the nearest bench seat before yanking at my tie and pulling it off over my head.

“I had to get you out of there before the press saw what was happening.” Tori waves her hand at my crotch again before stomping off toward the bar area that we have set up in the kitchenette of the bus. She wastes no time grabbing a glass and pouring herself a drink.

I look down again and mutter, “Fucking hell.” I’m hard as a rock and didn’t even notice it. I turn from Tori and push on my cock, trying to rearrange my hard-on to make it less noticeable.

“Christ. Thank you, Tori. You just saved my re-election campaign.” Had the press noticed thissituationthey would have drawn the same conclusion that Tori had, that the woman with the baby was turning me on.

Once I get myself under some semblance of control, I turn to Tori in time to see her throw back two fingers of my priciest scotch. She definitely earned that today. Fuck. What a nightmare.

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