Page 26 of The Secretary Volume II

His smile is razor-sharp.

“That’s why I won’t let you forget this time, darling.”

His hands trail lower.

A slow descent.

Deliberate.

Cruel in its patience.

“Because it would be a shame if you didn’t remember how good I can make you feel.”

And then?—

He does.

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Gillian

“You always give in eventually.”His voice is low, indulgent.Like this is inevitable.

I want to protest.I don’t.

His other hand moves lower, fingers brushing the inside of my thigh.Teasing.Testing.Knowing.

“You don’t even remember how many times you’ve done this, do you?”

I swallow, holding back the words.

He smiles, slow and satisfied.“Maybe we should change that.Maybe I should make you remember…”

His hands push my dress higher, his fingers finding bare skin, sliding, claiming, parting.

I inhale sharply as his touch finds me—slow, deliberate, a cruel tease.Heat blooms between my legs.

Oh fuck.

I don’t think.I just react.

He exhales, a quiet, knowing sound.“There you go.”

His fingers move—precise, relentless.

Slow circles, a drag of his thumb, pushing me to the edge.

I bite my lip, trying to hold back.

Ellis slows, dragging it out.Denying me.

“Say my name.”

I don’t even know if I can remember it.

His free hand grips my jaw, forcing me to look at him.

“You know better than that.”

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