Chapter SixteenMatt saw the tension in Emily's face, the change in her expression, the way her skin tightened as she clenched her teeth together anxiously. He watched as goose bumps rose across her flesh, and she struggled to remain in position, when he could see she desperately wanted to flee. He was proud that she managed to remain in place, even though she could barely control the fear in her voice when she finally responded.
“Yes, Sir,” she whispered miserably.
Matt managed to restrain the smile that wanted to creep across his face, and withheld himself from drawing her into his arms and soothing her fears. Paul had gone over this situation with him a hundred times this past week, worked through the scene, and visited every possible scenario resulting from Emily's reactions. While Ma
