Page 199 of Say My Name

The bedroom is dim except for the lamp beside the bed. Elena pushes my coat from my shoulders and opens the first button of my shirt.

I cover her hand. “You’re sure?”

“Yes.”

“Tell me if anything feels wrong.”

“I will.” Her fingers move to the next button. “I know how consent works, Dominic.”

“I’m having a moment.”

“I can see that.”

She opens the rest of my shirt and presses her lips to the center of my chest.

“I’m pregnant,” she whispers against my skin, the vibration of the words traveling straight through me. “With our baby.”

My breath catches. The simple fact of it, spoken here, now, feels more real than the tests or her earlier confession. I thread my fingers into her hair, holding on. “You’re trying to kill me.”

“No. I have plans for you.”

She pushes the shirt from my shoulders and backs me toward the bed. The backs of my knees hit the mattress, and Elena gives my chest one firm shove.

I land seated on the edge.

“Don’t move.” Her voice is low and steady.

“Yes, ma’am.”

She steps between my knees and opens my belt while watching my face.

“You like hearing me ask,” she says.

“Very much.”

“What about watching me take what I want?”

My cock strains painfully against my trousers. “Elena.”

“That wasn’t an answer.”

“I’m trying not to come in my pants.”

Her laugh is soft and real. “Better.”

She opens my trousers and pushes them down with my boxer briefs. I lift my hips enough to help, then grip the mattress when her hand closes around my cock.

“Fuck.”

She strokes me once and reaches the wet head with her thumb.

I reach for her.

Elena catches my wrist. “I said don’t move.”

“You’re enjoying this, aren’t you?”

“I missed making you lose control.”