The Sweetest Honey

Cherry

(Clara’s point of view)

The beginning of this chapter has some descriptions of s****l assault. Please skip past the line ************** if you feel it may trigger you.

I am starting to feel as if I am there again. On the couch pinned down. His hand over my mouth and the other under my shirt. His weight on top of me made it impossible to get out from under him.

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I put my hands over my eyes and start

taking deep breaths. I start to breathe in the smell of caramel mocha, and I instantly start to calm down. I feel a hand on my knee, and tangles erupt.

“Are you ok, Clara? Did I do something to upset you?” I lower my hands, but I can’t look at him. He is Kneeling beside me, so I just keep my eyes on my hands.

“Please Clara tell me what’s wrong so maybe I can fix it.” I finally look up at his face, and he looks really sad. I feel really bad for making him feel that way.

“Don’t feel bad Goliath it wasn’t anything you did. I just have insecurities about being around strong men.”

“Clara I can feel your fear. Did somebody hurt you?”

“I just dated this guy, and well, I really don’t want to talk about it.”

“I would never hurt you, Clara. I promise on my mother’s life that I will never harm you in any way.” “Do you believe me?”

“Yes I do, I don’t know why, but something in my gut tells me to.”

“How about I go in the back and have them bring us out a little sundae to cheer you up. Then we can go to your next surprise. Does that sound good?”

“That sounds great. Thank you for your understanding.”

“Anything to make you happy, Clara.” Goliath grabs my hand and gives it a kiss before he leaves. I wish so badly it was my lips he was kissing. I eat a few pieces of crab before he walks out. He takes his seat. “I have someone who is going to box all of the food up and drop it off at your house, so it is still fresh when it gets there. Our sundae should only be a moment. I hope you don’t mind splitting it.”

“Thank you so much, I don’t mind sharing it one bit.” I see a guy walk over with boxes, and I make him let me help him. He thanked me and left. Goliath has a little sweet smile on his face.

“I have a feeling that you are going to make it hard to spoil you.” I laugh and grab a spoon full of ice cream with hot fudge on it. I moan as I pull the spoon out of my mouth. “It’s been a long time since I have had a sundae.” I look up, and Goliath’s eyes look dark, almost black. He blinks a few times and adjusts himself in his seat. I realize now what is going on here. He tries to look nonchalant and just grabs another spoonful of ice cream. This time, I take my finger and dip it in the whipped cream. I look him right in the eye as I lick and suck the cream off of my finger, moaning the whole time. He drops his spoon, and I break out in laughter.

He c***s his eyebrow up at me. “Oh, so you enjoy causing the beast to stir.”

“The beast, huh!” He grabs the cherry off the top of the sundae and puts the entire thing stem and all in his mouth. He pulls out the stem almost immediately, and it’s tied in a perfect knot. “I am gifted in many ways.” My panties just got super wet. They are almost nothing being lace. Goliath let’s out a little growl again, and I get wetter. “ Well, we should be leaving soon, so I am going to freshen up in the ladies' room.” I take off fast before he even can respond. When I get in the restroom, I do my business and clean up the best I can. I take out my phone and call Wendy. (Clara, is everything ok? Do you need me to get you?)

(No, everything is great, except I feel like an animal in heat or something.)

(I stand by my word that you are going to name your kid after me if you get pregnant tonight.)

(What if I have a boy, Wendy?)

(Wendell works in that case)

(It’s not going to happen, and I would never name my son that. I just called you to tell you things are going great and there should be food arriving soon.)

(What do you mean food arriving soon?)

(He ordered everything for me to eat, and I told him I didn’t want to waste any of it. So he is having someone drive it over there.)

(Wow, he is a keeper for sure. I think that guy is here. I am going to let you go. Just call me if you need me. I love you, Clara.)

(Love you too, Wendy, bye).

I hang up the phone and walk out of the restroom. Everyone is dead silent and looking awkwardly around the room. There is no way anyone heard me, right?