The Taking of Clara Read Free

your troubles. There will be no hard feelings. You’ll keep your
job as well.” He wouldn’t let her walk away. This opportunity he provided gave
him time to tease her. Matthew intended to tempt her with the true pleasure of
the flesh. The more she thought about him, the more she would want him. He
guaranteed she’d be as addicted to him as he felt towards her “Will you do
that?” he asked her.
    She nodded
her head. They finished lunch together in silence. He escorted her back to the
building.

 
     
     
    Chapter
Three
     
    For
the remainder of the day Clara couldn’t think of anything else but Matthew. The
words he’d spoken at lunch plagued her. Her mind filled with images of them
together. She couldn’t go through with it. Clara felt hot all over. Her nipples
ached when they rubbed across the fabric of her shirt. The pulse between her
legs distracted her. Matthew brought notes out to her constantly. His presence
made her stumble over the words she typed. When he touched her shoulder or
brushed an arm across her, she found it hard to concentrate on breathing, let
alone work. How could she work if they were sleeping together? The command he
held over her body startled her.
    No
man ever made her feel like this. Her nerves were on edge while her body felt
like an inferno. She couldn’t even think about what would happen after hours.
    People
began to leave the moment the clock struck five in the afternoon. When she made
to leave, Matthew stopped by her desk. He handed her more letters, giving her
no chance to escape. “You can’t leave until I say.” Then he disappeared,
leaving the door to his office wide open. The other female colleagues sniggered
at her then left. Did they have any idea what he wanted from her? Four hours
went by as the final staff member left. Her pussy felt wet while her nerves
were ready to snap.
    The
main lights went out. Only the light from their desk lamps provided visibility
in the room. Matthew came to the door of his office. She felt his gaze on her.
He signaled for her to come to him. How could she deny him? Tucking some stray
curls behind her ear she shut down her computer then moved to his office. He
stood waiting for her. His thick arms folded over his chest. The sleeves of his
shirt were rolled up to his elbows.
    “Come
here,” he said.
    Without
question she went to him. Did she go to him for the money? Or the attraction
she’d felt toward him when they first met? Clara could not answer the question.
All she knew was that with every step she took closer to him, the calmer her
body felt. What did her body know that her mind did not? She felt out of sorts
with the conflicting emotions inside her.
    She
stopped in front of him. Her hands fisted at her sides.
    He
reached out, cupping her cheek. The action felt sweet as he stroked her skin,
which shocked her. He curved his other arm around her back bringing her closer
to his touch. She moaned when her body connected with his. His muscles were
hard compared to her soft ones. Clara felt the strength and power within his
body. His strength would rival her own .
    She
wasn’t afraid. Deep down she knew he would never hurt her. In the next instant
she couldn’t think. His lips smashed down on hers, consuming her in the
hardness of his kiss.
    There
had been many kisses over the years. Not one of them held a candle to Matthew’s.
His experience showed in the way he took control. He tilted her head back as he
plunged his tongue between her lips. She moaned, unable to keep her pleasure
inside. He turned her around then lifted her onto his desk. Matthew pushed her
skirt up to the waist. Within moments he stood between her legs.
    Clara
tightened her grip on his shirt. Instead of pushing him away she pulled him
closer. She didn’t want the pleasure to stop. Her body felt alive with his
kisses. The hardness of him between her legs scolded her wanton behavior.
    “Open
for me.” He pulled away to trail kisses down her cheek to her neck. His