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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.”
    “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