covered as they were now. He remembered the sight of her little nipples puckered against her nightgown. Her bottom was absolutely the most beautiful sight in the world, full and round, the cheeks bouncing wonderfully under his hand. She had the palest skin, almost translucent. He grinned knowing that it would give him endless pleasure in watching the alabaster turn to crimson again and again. He suppressed a groan of need. He watched as she squirmed a bit as if she had heard the sound of need in his voice. She didn’t waken. She was obviously exhausted in more ways than one. It wasn’t long before the carriage rolled to a stop.
Henry opened the door and also smiled. “She is a little beauty, sir.”
Patrick climbed out of the carriage and passed a large stack of bills to Henry. “Thank you Henry. She is my wife.”
Henry’s face didn’t show his surprise. He tipped his hat, “Congratulations sir, I wish you and the missus a lifelong of happiness.”
Patrick couldn’t contain his smile. He patted Henry on the shoulder and then reached inside the carriage to pick up his bride. She turned her face into his neck, never even waking. “Thank you Henry. I guarantee I couldn’t be happier. Just bring the boxes inside the door. I’ll carry them upstairs tomorrow. I think it’s time this little one got to her bed.”
Henry doffed his cap again and watched as the man carried the woman into the house. Once they had gone inside, he shook his head. It wasn’t for him to judge, but why on earth a young man like Mr. McGavin wanted a wife that looked like a child confounded him. He shrugged his shoulders, pocketed his earnings and had quickly unloaded the carriage finding himself anxious to return home to his own wife.
Patrick gently laid his bride on his bed. She still slept. He undressed her quickly and when she began to stir, he simply shushed her. She didn’t fully awake even when he had her down to nothing but her drawers. He loved the sight of her on his bed, her sex almost visible through the thin silk of her drawers. He tugged her drawers down and found it difficult to breathe and almost decided to wake her up and claim her as his own.
The look of exhaustion on her face and the tiny whimper she issued when she rolled off her bottom and onto her side stilled him. He gritted his teeth as he swiftly pulled the same nightgown over her head and then simply pulled back the covers and slipped her beneath them. She seemed to smile in her sleep as she curled up. He realized she must be cold as he saw her tightly puckered nipples and her red bottom through the gossamer fabric. Groaning again, he forced himself to pull the quilt up under her chin. She placed her hand under her chin and fell into an even deeper sleep.
Patrick stepped away from the bed before he found himself doing something he’d regret. While it was true he now owned the girl, he didn’t want her first experience with sex to be one that would terrify her. He grinned knowing that more than concern for her fear he wanted her wide awake and fully aware of every single sensation when he took her virginity.
He undressed quickly and after checking the fire, slipped into the bed beside her. She didn’t waken when he pulled her back to spoon against him. He might have decided to postpone his husbandly rights, but it didn’t mean he intended to deny himself the warmth of her body. She caused him to once again question his decision when she squirmed against him. His breath caught as her silk covered bottom pushed against his throbbing organ. He gritted his teeth until she settled, obviously now warm and comfortable. He felt her totally relax and knew that while she was sleeping peacefully, it would take him quite some time to either relax or sleep.
CHAPTER 6
Rebecca moaned and slowly opened her eyes. She was puzzled as to where she was and then froze.
Henry opened the door and also smiled. “She is a little beauty, sir.”
Patrick climbed out of the carriage and passed a large stack of bills to Henry. “Thank you Henry. She is my wife.”
Henry’s face didn’t show his surprise. He tipped his hat, “Congratulations sir, I wish you and the missus a lifelong of happiness.”
Patrick couldn’t contain his smile. He patted Henry on the shoulder and then reached inside the carriage to pick up his bride. She turned her face into his neck, never even waking. “Thank you Henry. I guarantee I couldn’t be happier. Just bring the boxes inside the door. I’ll carry them upstairs tomorrow. I think it’s time this little one got to her bed.”
Henry doffed his cap again and watched as the man carried the woman into the house. Once they had gone inside, he shook his head. It wasn’t for him to judge, but why on earth a young man like Mr. McGavin wanted a wife that looked like a child confounded him. He shrugged his shoulders, pocketed his earnings and had quickly unloaded the carriage finding himself anxious to return home to his own wife.
Patrick gently laid his bride on his bed. She still slept. He undressed her quickly and when she began to stir, he simply shushed her. She didn’t fully awake even when he had her down to nothing but her drawers. He loved the sight of her on his bed, her sex almost visible through the thin silk of her drawers. He tugged her drawers down and found it difficult to breathe and almost decided to wake her up and claim her as his own.
The look of exhaustion on her face and the tiny whimper she issued when she rolled off her bottom and onto her side stilled him. He gritted his teeth as he swiftly pulled the same nightgown over her head and then simply pulled back the covers and slipped her beneath them. She seemed to smile in her sleep as she curled up. He realized she must be cold as he saw her tightly puckered nipples and her red bottom through the gossamer fabric. Groaning again, he forced himself to pull the quilt up under her chin. She placed her hand under her chin and fell into an even deeper sleep.
Patrick stepped away from the bed before he found himself doing something he’d regret. While it was true he now owned the girl, he didn’t want her first experience with sex to be one that would terrify her. He grinned knowing that more than concern for her fear he wanted her wide awake and fully aware of every single sensation when he took her virginity.
He undressed quickly and after checking the fire, slipped into the bed beside her. She didn’t waken when he pulled her back to spoon against him. He might have decided to postpone his husbandly rights, but it didn’t mean he intended to deny himself the warmth of her body. She caused him to once again question his decision when she squirmed against him. His breath caught as her silk covered bottom pushed against his throbbing organ. He gritted his teeth until she settled, obviously now warm and comfortable. He felt her totally relax and knew that while she was sleeping peacefully, it would take him quite some time to either relax or sleep.
CHAPTER 6
Rebecca moaned and slowly opened her eyes. She was puzzled as to where she was and then froze.
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