The Taking Of Clara: Taken By The Boss(12)

“I want you to come again. Touch your clit.” Matthew rolled them over sitting up with her in his lap. His cock lay deep inside her. He took her fingers licking the tips then pressed her hand between them to touch her clit.

She moaned with the first touch of her fingers. She’d masturbated plenty of times before but never with a hard, thick cock insider her.

“That’s it, baby. Make yourself come. Let me feel you come apart.” His hands went to her hips, lifting her up then pulling her down on his length. She couldn’t keep her eyes open as the sensation built inside her. His cock felt amazing. Every time her pussy tightened around him the pleasure grew. Matthew sucked on her tits. She touched her clit in light strokes with two fingers. The tightening inside her building as his release drew closer.

“I can feel you, honey. You’re so close. You want my hard cock. I want you so badly. You’re mine after so long of waiting.” His words made no sense. He kept talking to her. She tuned out. Her fingers on her clit were the only two things on her mind.

Her climax built until she hurtled off the edge of oblivion with a scream. Matthew caught her taking her to the bed with his cock plunging inside her.

She held on as he growled against her neck. His dick pulsed his sperm inside the condom. Her heart pounded inside her chest coming down from the amazing high of sex. Still, Matthew held her in his arms.

For the first time in a while she felt safe, even a tiny bit loved.







Matthew enjoyed holding her in his arms. He didn’t want to break apart from her, the pleasure was so intense. He was an experienced man, yet he’d never felt so connected to someone in the way he did with Clara.

When she began to struggle under his weight he moved off her. He got rid of the condom then washed the remains of their coupling off his shaft. She lay with her back to him. Matthew walked round the bed then got inside. His tummy rumbled but he ignored the craving for food. Clara had come to him. He’d deal with her after care. He knew she wanted to talk. He waited, ready to listen.

He reached out to take her hand. She gave him hers then she stared at him for several minutes.

“I don’t know anything about you,” she said.

“You’ll learn everything about me with time.” Part of him feared she wouldn’t like him. He was a Dom and shouldn’t fear such things but when it came to Clara, she owned his heart, not just his body.

“Tara said I shouldn’t worry about our lack of knowledge about each other. She thinks we’ll be good for each other.”

“Your friend has become my favorite person. Not everyone can wait to know each other, Clara. We’re not doing anything wrong.” He stroked her cheek enjoying the sound of her sigh.

“I think we’re doing something wrong.”

He sighed. What could he say to make her see the truth? He’d spent a great deal of time wanting her that he’d not given any thought to the consequences of her feelings. She was his reason for living.

“Only because you’re designed to think we’re supposed to take years to take what you want. If you want to know what color I like, or how I have my coffee, then ask. But, please, don’t make the simplest of things a reason for you to not be with me. I’m here, I want you. Time shouldn’t matter. What we know about each other shouldn’t matter. I like being with you.” He kissed her lips to silence any protests she might make. When he’d thought up his plan he knew this would be the hardest part, convincing Clara that their relationship was meant to be. He didn’t care about what he needed to say to convince her. Clara meant everything to him.

“What if I don’t like you?” she asked. He ran his fingers through her slit touching her clit then he pushed two fingers inside her.

“This doesn’t feel like someone who doesn’t like me,” he said.

“Sex is not the same.” She broke off on a moan as he added a third finger inside her. His digits were nothing compared to the length and width of his cock. She wanted him inside her once again. He felt her response to him.

Matthew pulled away. “I’m not thinking about the sex when I’m with you. I like looking at you. The sound of your voice calls to me. I like the way you nibble your lip when you’re nervous. You’ve never once yelled at the women in the office even though they treat you like shit. I’m going to change that, Clara. You’ll never be treated like anything but the woman you are.”

“What woman is that?” she asked.

Her eyes filled with tears. He cupped her cheek wishing for the world he could make her happy. Being with her filled him with such happiness Matthew wished he could give her the same kind of pleasure. “You’re my woman, and you have dignity and pride even after everything you’ve experienced. You are someone to be admired.”