“You make me sound like some superhero or something.”
“No, you’re not a superhero. You’re perfect.”
He captured her gaze, never wanting to let her go. No amount of words was enough to tell her the truth. His feelings for her were the only thing keeping him together.
“Why do you think all these things about me?” she asked.
“Because, regardless of what you think, I know the real you.” He placed his hand over her heart. “You’re a kind woman, and giving. Why wouldn’t I want you?”
She leaned up, pressing her lips against his. Matthew took every touch she gave. He treasured everything she gave him like the jewel she was.
“Thank you,” she said.
“For what?” What did she have to thank him for? He was the one who had given her an ultimatum.
“For saving me.” In that moment, Matthew felt like the world’s biggest monster. The love he felt for her had been the factor that made him help her. When it came to Clara, he’d taken everything he could get.
Chapter Eight
Matthew left her at home the following Monday. He’d spent all weekend making love to her. Even though work called to him the need to stay with her pulled him more. Her curvaceous body turned him on more than he could hope for. He’d gladly spend the rest of his life sinking inside her hot little body. He didn’t want her to leave his bed. Instead, he’d settled for her not leaving the house. Taking her to work was not an option. He wouldn’t be able to concentrate with her so close. Now he’d taken her, working next to her would be a nightmare. His thoughts would be dominated by images of her. The way she screamed in her release made his cock thicken and his chest tighten.
You’re in love with her. Everything about her makes you sing for more.
They had so much to explore together. He couldn’t wait to get started. The playroom taunted him every time he went into his office. He wanted to take her there but if he moved too quickly he would scare her away. Scaring her away wasn’t an option. Her submission meant the world to him. He wanted to take the time to explore every avenue of BDSM with her. He was a patient man and an even more patient Dom. Licking his lips, Matthew cut his mind off from his thoughts.
He turned his thoughts to more careful topics. She spent a lot of time on the phone to Tara. He listened into a couple of their conversation intrigued by her best friend. Tara sounded so open compared to Clara. He knew he needed to get her on his side. Tara could make his life so much easier. He didn’t understand with her father gambling what had turned her into being so reserved.
Their relationship only just started and he figured with time she’d grow to trust him. The sex between them threatened to explode at every turn. He wanted to be inside her constantly.
Be patient, Matthew. She’ll be yours in no time.
Even now his thoughts returned to the pleasure of her body. He could spend hours looking at her. Matthew wondered if she’d be willing to pose for an artist session. He’d get an artist he trusted to paint her. Her naked portrait would look amazing on his walls.
Luke called him to invite him round for a session with his current sub. Matthew declined. He hoped to explore his lifestyle with Clara alone. At the office, thoughts of her refused to disappear. During work he called her a few times wanting to hear her voice.
She sounded sleepy most of the time he rang, which only made him think of more sinful things to do to her body. He’d used her body hard over the weekend but that didn’t stop him wanting to use her again and again. Some of the female colleagues tried to ask him about her but he cut them short. His time with her was none of their business. He wouldn’t have any of them thinking bad about her.
His craving of her shouldn’t allow others to ridicule her. If he had his way she wouldn’t be going to work again. He’d rather have her in his office waiting for his pleasure than working.
You’ve finally gotten what you wanted.
Clara, naked, in your life and bed.
Now, he wanted to be in her heart. Getting Clara to love him would be harder than any challenge he’d ever faced.
Getting her to love him followed by her training meant everything to him.
Never had he felt so much excitement at the prospect of teaching a woman. Plenty of women had submitted at his hand. None of the women were anything like the woman in his bed at home.
Go home, she’s all alone and you need her scent surrounding you.
Just the thought of her pleasurable screams were enough to make him get back home. Clara would come alive under his hands. He couldn’t wait to show her everything. The only problem that remained was her father. Her father called him again asking for more money. Matthew knew her father would become a problem if he didn’t nip the issue in the bud. The man seemed determined to cause a nuisance.