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lips brushed along the side of her neck and across her shoulder. Esther was surprised by how much she was enjoying his touch. She’d thought love was necessary to enjoy the act of lovemaking, and she certainly wasn’t in love with this stranger who was touching her.
He kissed down to her breast and took her nipple into his mouth. She cried out in pain as he suckled. His head lifted. “I’m sorry! What did I do?” His brown eyes were panicked at the thought he’d hurt her.
She shook her head. “My nipples are tender because of the pregnancy. Normally that would be okay.”
“I didn’t know. I won’t do that again.” His voice was shaky, as if he was afraid he’d break her.
“It’s okay.” She stroked his bare shoulders and rubbed her foot along his calf. She almost wished he’d hurry and finish it, because she felt guilty that she was enjoying herself. Maybe if he hurried, she wouldn’t enjoy it so much. She certainly couldn’t tell him that, though. He deserved to have a wife who would thrill to his touch, not ask him to hurry through it.
He stroked his hands up and down her body, and one hand went between her legs to press against her core. He rubbed against her bud, making her writhe with pleasure. She’d missed having a man touch her this way, she realized.
His lips met hers and he pushed her to her back, kissing a path across her shoulder. He slid his thigh between hers. He’d never done this before, and because she had, he felt uncomfortable and awkward. Was he doing it right? He kept his hands running up and down her arms, hoping she was ready for him, but unsure how to ask. Finally, he settled himself between her thighs and pressed his manhood against her entrance.
She was startled at how much it hurt as he entered her. It had been a long time, certainly, but she hadn’t expected any pain to be involved. She put her hands on his shoulders and dug her fingers in, hoping he’d finish quickly. She buried her face in his neck and let out a moan, hoping he’d think it was pleasure.
He finished quickly, collapsing on top of her, his fingers stroking her cheek. He didn’t know if she’d enjoyed it or not, but he certainly hoped so, because it was something he wanted to do again…soon. He rolled to his back, pulling her to him with her head on his shoulder, falling asleep quickly, content that his life was good now that he had a wife by his side.
Esther lay awake long into the night, tears streaming down her face. She’d betrayed Charlie, and for the most part, she’d enjoyed doing it. What was wrong with her?
Chapter Four
Esther woke well before Thomas the following morning and slipped out of bed to the nursery where her clothes were. She washed up and pulled her dress over her head before slipping down to the kitchen to fix breakfast for them. Not knowing her new husband’s tastes, she fixed bacon, eggs and toast. To her surprise there was no morning queasiness. Maybe that part of her pregnancy was over. She certainly hoped so. She didn’t ever want to have to go through that kind of illness again.
She blushed when he came into the kitchen for breakfast and pressed a kiss to her cheek. It was one thing to make love to a man you’d been planning to marry since you were twelve, but another entirely to do it with a man you’d known for less than forty-eight hours.
Thomas sat down at the table and accepted the huge plate of bacon and eggs. He reached for a piece of toast and buttered it while she fussed with her own breakfast. Once she was seated, he took her hand in his as he said the morning prayer. “I’ll be working on the fences today. I found a spot where the cows can get out yesterday, and I need to keep them penned.”
She nodded. “Where will that be?”
“On the south side of the property.”
“Okay. Thanks for letting me know.” She was glad he was telling
He kissed down to her breast and took her nipple into his mouth. She cried out in pain as he suckled. His head lifted. “I’m sorry! What did I do?” His brown eyes were panicked at the thought he’d hurt her.
She shook her head. “My nipples are tender because of the pregnancy. Normally that would be okay.”
“I didn’t know. I won’t do that again.” His voice was shaky, as if he was afraid he’d break her.
“It’s okay.” She stroked his bare shoulders and rubbed her foot along his calf. She almost wished he’d hurry and finish it, because she felt guilty that she was enjoying herself. Maybe if he hurried, she wouldn’t enjoy it so much. She certainly couldn’t tell him that, though. He deserved to have a wife who would thrill to his touch, not ask him to hurry through it.
He stroked his hands up and down her body, and one hand went between her legs to press against her core. He rubbed against her bud, making her writhe with pleasure. She’d missed having a man touch her this way, she realized.
His lips met hers and he pushed her to her back, kissing a path across her shoulder. He slid his thigh between hers. He’d never done this before, and because she had, he felt uncomfortable and awkward. Was he doing it right? He kept his hands running up and down her arms, hoping she was ready for him, but unsure how to ask. Finally, he settled himself between her thighs and pressed his manhood against her entrance.
She was startled at how much it hurt as he entered her. It had been a long time, certainly, but she hadn’t expected any pain to be involved. She put her hands on his shoulders and dug her fingers in, hoping he’d finish quickly. She buried her face in his neck and let out a moan, hoping he’d think it was pleasure.
He finished quickly, collapsing on top of her, his fingers stroking her cheek. He didn’t know if she’d enjoyed it or not, but he certainly hoped so, because it was something he wanted to do again…soon. He rolled to his back, pulling her to him with her head on his shoulder, falling asleep quickly, content that his life was good now that he had a wife by his side.
Esther lay awake long into the night, tears streaming down her face. She’d betrayed Charlie, and for the most part, she’d enjoyed doing it. What was wrong with her?
Chapter Four
Esther woke well before Thomas the following morning and slipped out of bed to the nursery where her clothes were. She washed up and pulled her dress over her head before slipping down to the kitchen to fix breakfast for them. Not knowing her new husband’s tastes, she fixed bacon, eggs and toast. To her surprise there was no morning queasiness. Maybe that part of her pregnancy was over. She certainly hoped so. She didn’t ever want to have to go through that kind of illness again.
She blushed when he came into the kitchen for breakfast and pressed a kiss to her cheek. It was one thing to make love to a man you’d been planning to marry since you were twelve, but another entirely to do it with a man you’d known for less than forty-eight hours.
Thomas sat down at the table and accepted the huge plate of bacon and eggs. He reached for a piece of toast and buttered it while she fussed with her own breakfast. Once she was seated, he took her hand in his as he said the morning prayer. “I’ll be working on the fences today. I found a spot where the cows can get out yesterday, and I need to keep them penned.”
She nodded. “Where will that be?”
“On the south side of the property.”
“Okay. Thanks for letting me know.” She was glad he was telling
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