Page 77 of Say My Name

“My cock?”

My hand stops for half a second. He waits, giving me nowhere to hide.

“Yes,” I say, the word a surrender.

“Where do you want it?”

I close my eyes. “Inside me.”

I can’t pretend this is clinical after telling him where I want his cock. I said stop more than two weeks ago because full sex would take us outside the process I designed. Now I’m sitting in my office telling him I want exactly what I refused.

His voice is rough when he answers. “Fuck, Elena.”

I need to take back control of this, of myself. “Move your hand faster.”

“Was that an instruction?”

“Yes.”

He obeys. I hear the change in his breathing and the faint slide of his fist. My fingers speed up because he’s touching himself for me.

“Tell me what you’d do if you were here,” I say, my voice going husky.

“I’d put you on your desk and take your underwear off.”

My fingers move faster.

“I’d make you ask for my mouth. Then I’d keep you spread open until you came hard enough to forget anyone is on the other side of that door.”

A quiet moan slips out.

“Again,” he says, his own breathing catching.

I give him another, louder this time. The pressure builds low in my stomach, pulling every muscle tight. I’m close. A few more circles and I’ll come with him twenty-one steps away, while Maya sits outside my locked office.

“Say my name,” Dominic tells me.

I bite my lip. “Dominic.”

“Louder.”

“Dominic.”

Someone knocks on my door.

My hand freezes.

“Elena?” Maya calls. “Treasury needs your authorization before the cutoff.”

I pull my hand out from under my dress and shove the skirt down. “One minute.”

My voice comes out strained. I clear my throat and try again. “I’ll sign it now.”

“Okay. I’ll leave the folder outside.”

Her heels move away.

I stay in the chair with my legs pressed together and my whole body throbbing.