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.
By
the end of the day he wanted to go home to eat some dinner and be inside his
woman by the end of the night. He left early before anyone else. Anticipation
filled him with every step he took. His cock thickened as he climbed behind the
wheel. Part of him wished the need she caused relented while another relished
the feelings Clara evoked. Time to go and get his woman
because Clara was his.
*
* * *
Clara
pushed the paperwork off his desk into neat piles. He didn’t want her working
that day or any other day it appeared, but she needed to find stuff to keep her
busy. Being a kept woman wasn’t as fun as most people made out. There were only
so many books she could read to fill her time. Cooking held little appeal when
she’d be the only one eating. She also missed him. She liked doing stuff with
her time. If Tara lived close by then that would be a different thing
altogether. Days spent with her friend would be a welcoming relief. Clara
enjoyed work. She always had. Her mother loved working when she’d been alive.
She guessed she got her need to work from her. Her father wouldn’t do anything
other than cause problems. Many of the arguments she’d heard her parents have
were about money and his lack of work. Her mother did everything to support
them while her father didn’t even do any housework.
King Abdullah II, King Abdullah