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THE TAKING OF CLARA 2(5)

By:Sam Crescent

“I told him to tell you about those gambling debts. I’ve paid every single cent he owned. In return I got you without any interference from him. I told him to stay away from you. He’s dangerous, Clara,” Matthew said.

“He’s my father. I can’t ignore him.”

His hands moved up to her face. He cupped her cheeks forcing her to look at him.

“I need you to look at me. Look at me!”

She stared into his eyes. The panic she saw staring back at her shocked her to the spot. His cock pulsed inside her, making her aware he still wanted her. The conversation hadn’t done anything to calm his libido down.

“Your father is a dangerous man. I don’t trust him. All he cares about is money. He’ll use you however he can. He sold you without caring.”

“Was there any chance he’d win?” she asked.

“The stakes were raised before the cards were dealt, baby. We threw in our money and he threw in his daughter. He’s a fucking bastard. You’re mine and you’ll listen to me. Keep away from your father, or I swear I’ll make sure he answers to his crimes.”

She gasped. The anger on his face surprised her. Matthew was full of surprises today.

“Tell me you’ll do as I ask?”

Clara nodded. She never wished to be on his bad side. No matter what Matthew had done, she still loved him with her whole heart.

How can you love someone like him?

She cut off her thoughts and concentrated on him instead.

“Good.”

Matthew gripped her hips in his hands, lifting her off his shaft before slamming her back down. She cried out as the pleasure of his cock fired the blood in her veins.

“Shit, your pussy is so fucking tight. I’m going to have to fuck you harder just to get you used to me.”

She looked forward to him taking her daily. Her addiction to him grew with every second they spent together.

He ordered her to grip the back of the sofa. Her breasts pressed again his face as he fucked her.

Matthew took charge, pounding her pussy and licking her nipples. She kept her grip on the back of the couch trying to hold onto her sanity as he took her hard.

He slapped her ass in between thrusts. Her climax built inside. Matthew bit down on her nipples, slapped her ass and fucked her all at the same time. His cock hit her cervix with each deep penetrating thrust of his hips.

“I’m going to come,” she said, gasping.

“Come for me, baby. Let me feel your cream soaking my cock. Come on, give it to me.”

Throwing her head back, Clara rode the pleasure letting him take control. His thrust became harder than anything she’d ever imagined.

Clara knew her ass would be red from his taps.

“Fuck, I love you, baby.”

Matthew thrust inside her one final time. His cock jerked as his seed filled her up.

His grip tightened with his arousal, making her pause in his arms.

She collapsed on top of him. Clara needed his warmth. Wrapping her arms around his neck she held on tight, not wanting to let him go.

“What’s the matter?” he asked.

Clara didn’t answer. None of her feelings for him made sense to her. They were from different worlds. Matthew was a billionaire business man while she came with a gambling father. She made nothing in comparison to him.

“Stop thinking, Clara. I want you and that is all you need to make sense of.”

The way he said her name gave her goose-bumps.

“You could have any woman.”

“Yet the only woman I want is in my arms.”

Stop thinking. Feel him and let him calm you.

“I’m sorry. I can’t help but feel I’m going to wake up and all my problems will still be there. None of this makes sense. In the real world this doesn’t happen to women like me.” She leaned back and looked into his eyes.

“What is that? What doesn’t happen?” He stroked her hair. His gaze never broke from hers.

“A wealthy man coming to her rescue never happens to women like me. In stories, sure because that’s fantasy. This can’t possibly be real.”

His flaccid cock jerked inside her. “That’s real, baby. I’m not going anywhere. I intend to take care of you for the rest of my life.”

“Do you mean that?”

“I never say words I don’t mean. You’re mine, Clara. I think you should get used to me. I’m not letting you go. No matter how many times you argue and disobey me. I’m not giving up or giving in. Mine, mine, mine.”

He rubbed her nose with his.

His words in some strange way soothed her nerves. “You really mean that.”

He lifted her off his lap and slapped her ass. “I mean everything I say. We need to eat.”

Clara felt his seed spilling down her leg. He ran his fingers through the evidence. “First we need to shower and change.”