Later in the day, just before dinner, he put her on her back on the kitchen table and lay on her, rummaging up under her skirts, pushing her thighs apart and inserting his c**k. He f****d her as if it were purely for his animal lust. There was no finesse, no attempt to give her pleasure too, and it was all over in a couple of minutes. She loved it that his lust for her was so strong that it seemingly could no longer be contained.
They talked a lot, despite all the s*x. Matthew said that she should move all her things into his house, and they would share it. She could have her own room, for her work, or for anything, he said. But they would sleep together. We shall be man and wife, he said.
“What will people say?” she asked. For herself, she didn’t care. If she could live as a w***e, she
