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.”
