The Lonely Dominant
and placed my hands on her ankles, keeping her spread wide as I pushed myself all the way into her constricting little pussy.
    She let out a deep breath and smiled as I moved in and out of her. I slipped my hands up her body, watching how she responded to my touch. She was lost in her own pleasure. I was mesmerized, witnessing her rapture. Her long hair was splayed out on my desk, her lips were slightly parted, and her eyes tightly shut. She was panting in time with my gradual thrusts. I could watch her all night.
    I lowered my body down to rest on hers as I wrapped her legs around my waist.
    The new angle caused me to hit her in a different spot, one she must have liked, because within seconds she was screaming out her release. I covered her mouth with mine, picking up my speed and thrusting as deeply as I could.
    "Oh, baby, I'm gonna come."
    I closed my eyes and stilled my movements as I came hard inside her. My knees buckled, but I wasn't ready to pull out of her, so I lifted her up and wrapped my arms around her as I held her close to me. She was breathing heavily and I could feel her heart pounding against my chest, or maybe it was my own heart. It didn't matter. We were one in this moment.

    I pulled back just enough to look into her eyes.
    She smiled at me. "Feel better?"
    I nodded.
    She gently pressed her lips to mine.
    "How did you know I needed you?"
    "When you're having a hard time at work," she said. "You're different. And, when you spend most of your time at the office, I know it's important. But, I've noticed after we're together, you seem calmer."
    "You have that effect on me." I stroked her hair and kissed her lips. She knew exactly what I needed from her. No one had ever been able to read me the way she'd just explained. I'd never allowed anyone else to get that close.
    "I'm glad I can do it for you," she said. "It makes me feel good. You do so much for so many, but no one takes care of you." She looked down. "Sorry."
    "For what?"
    "Talking too much."
    "You're not." I liked that she was finally trying to open up to me and express her feelings. She didn't do it nearly enough.
    "I better go back upstairs," she said. "I've got an early class."
    I nodded and gently pulled out of her, but before she stood, I took her face in my hands and kissed her, lingering at her lips before releasing her.
    "Good night, beautiful."
    "I'm looking forward to playing tomorrow night," she timidly said.
    "Me, too."
    She closed her shirt with her hand and smiled one last time before quietly heading upstairs. I poured myself a drink and tried to sort out what I was feeling. On one hand, I had the perfect set-up with her. She didn't get irritated at my demanding work schedule, was here when I needed her to be, and she looked forward to submitting to me as often as I needed her to. She was in tune with my feelings, knew when I needed a good release, and genuinely seemed to want me.

    Isn't that exactly what every man needs? I had a beautiful, young, horny girl in my bed. Why isn't that enough?
    I sipped my drink and ran my fingers through my hair. I wasn't going to solve any of this any time soon. Things were working out between us, and that was going to have to be enough for now.

Chapter Eight

    I wasn't sure how she was going to respond, but I figured we'd have to try. We had been playing for about two months, and each session was becoming more and more intense. I finally decided to take some of James' advice and find a way to create some boundaries for our unusual set-up.
    Clara had almost mastered control of her orgasms and hardly ever climaxed if I told her not to. I couldn't have been more pleased with her progress. But, I noticed tying her to my bed and working her over with a vibrator or flogger just wasn't fulfilling enough for either of us. I thought that might happen when I realized just how submissive she was. She was at my total mercy and always placed all of her trust in me.
    She needed me to push her limits, and that was

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