hinder the summer sun,
the overly warm day only increased her overheated state.
Her husband’s
unclad body seemed sculpted like a Greek God, she thought, as she watched him
with wide eyes. His muscular form radiated strength, power and supreme
athleticism. Her gaze lingered on the well-developed chest sprinkled with dark
hair, then drifted lower to the chiseled perfection of his stomach,
unbelievably lean and without a trace of fat. As he removed the last article of
his clothing, he turned and gave her and enticing view of his the molten bronze
skin of his muscular back, as well as his buttocks that looked rock hard.
He felt rock hard
and all due to his wife’s brazen perusal of his body. Did the little innocent
wench think him made of stone, to look upon him so boldly without even
blinking? Dear God, did she just lick her lips ? Without another
thought, he dove into the frigid water.
When he broke the
water’s surface, he glanced at the all-too enticing female under the weeping
willow tree. Disappointment crossed her features, as if he had taken away her
favorite toy. As the throbbing between his legs lessened, he suddenly found
himself elated by the desire he saw in his bride.
His heartbeat
quickened when he saw her remove her boots and roll her breeches up to her
knees. The sight of her slender legs made him instantly hard again, thinking
how they would feel wrapped around his waist.
The thin white
tunic that Eva had made for her, combined with the sun’s helpful rays, allowed
him to see her tight fitting chemise. He had asked his sister to make clothes
that Ella could ride in, but with maddening realization, he knew he should have
been more specific.
Tavish returned
from the Mackenzies a fortnight ago with clothing for Ella. Unfortunately, it
did not resemble anything Gavin envisioned when he made the request. His idea
had been for a longer tunic, one that would hide those sleek legs and
incredibly enticing bottom. Instead, Eva had sent short chemises that covered only
half of his wife’s small, perky backside. Without thought, his sister had also
fashioned silk, drawstring petticoats that fit tightly and reached only mid
thigh. Gavin thought it a jest when he rummaged through the garments, yet after
seeing five sets and then reading her note, he realized his mistaken.
Dearest Gavin,
I am thrilled that
you requested new riding apparel for the remarkable woman, who is now your
wife. Since Mother sent Ella’s measurements, they should fit well and be more
comfortable than what she owns presently. I used the finest material for the
undergarments; which are lightweight and double stitched. The material will
cause no irritation to Ella's tender back. The cut of the undergarments will
fit easily under her normal riding attire, and provide some protection for her
more delicate areas as well as security to others.
I became so
engrossed in my task that I also made her some short sleeve tunics, using a new
thin material that I have been experimenting with that appears to be stronger.
The new breeches I fashioned are a combination of wool and leather, which makes
it more durable for riding.
Please tell your
dear wife that I am so excited to meet her and make her a new wardrobe. There
are nae words to express my gratitude for what she did for Gabriel, who
continues to sing her praises. Even though I have yet to meet her, she is
already incased in my heart and will have my undying love for eternity.
Give everyone my
love.
Your Darling Sister,
Eva
Darling is not the
word Gavin used now to describe his sister, mayhap malicious or cruel. His
displeasure only intensified when he saw the delight in Ella’s eyes the day he
handed her the garments.
Returning to the
present, he now endured the pain of a man who had not touched his wife since
their wedding night, but been blessed and cursed with the view of the form
fitting breeches that outlined her slender curves.
His body tensed
when the profile
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