Right now, she wanted to enjoy being in her husband’s arms.It was the perfect moment.Her very own happy ending to what had been a number of terrible years.
Even now, she could scarcely believe it was happening.It seemed hardly possible that everything would be so simple, yet here she was, happily resting in the arms of her duke, who was everything she could have wished for in a husband.The only fly in the ointment were her mother’s absurd claims, but at this moment, she found it impossible to think that would not resolve itself at some point… her mother would come round to sense, eventually.
Johanna yawned again as she drifted off to sleep, safe and soundly protected in her husband’s embrace.
ChapterTwenty-Seven
Matthew
Once again, Matthew awoke randy and ready.Once again, his wife was too sore to accommodate him with her pussy but happily used her mouth for his pleasure.Why were so many men against married life?Why hadhebeen so against rushing to marry?This was wonderful.
In the future, Matthew would not allow himself to be so influenced by the attitudes of others.
Though he supposed his wife could just be different from other wives.After all, most wives were not rescued in the manner she had been.Perhaps this was her showing her gratitude.
Which… Matthew did not enjoy that idea as much as he had when he’d first rescued her.Gratitude was all well and good, but truth be told, he did not just like marriage more than he’d expected.He liked his wife.She was loving.Kind.Warm.Willing to do anything for her family.Open-minded.She did not judge the use of his coin; in fact, she’d joined him in it.
If he was the type to write out a list of attributes for a wife, she would have checked every single box and some he would not have thought of.
Sighing, he leaned his head back against the headboard, stroking her hair as she fell to her side, resting her head against his stomach as his cock slowly deflated.She really did remind him of a kitten… and he very much enjoyed making her purr.
Matthew realized, at that moment, that he very much wanted his wife to like him as much as he liked her.
But how could he tell?
“We should probably get dressed and go to breakfast,” she murmured, though she did not actually move.“My sisters will come looking for us if we take too long.”
“Mmm.”Matthew ran his fingers through the silky strands of her hair, looking down at where she rested on her stomach, facing away from him.She did enjoy what they did.He felt sure of that much.He could ensure she received as much pleasure as he did.And she had been very enthusiastic yesterday and this morning about taking him in her mouth.
After all, she had been the one to suggest it yesterday.
But…
Did she like him?
How did one ask such a question?
He’d never been in this position before, and he did not like it.
Would his coin work for this?He eyed where it rested on the nightstand.
It was not a decision.And it had to do with her, not him.Therefore, he could not be certain he could rely on the coin’s answer.
Blast.
Matthew pushed the thoughts away for now.That was something he could ponder another time.At the moment, she seemed to like him.Not just out of gratitude.Perhaps there were things he could do to make sure she liked him.The normal things gentlemen did during courtship, since they had skipped over that.
Not poetry.
But flowers.Jewelry.
“Do you have dancing lessons again today?”he asked hopefully.She had seemed enthusiastic about him and his friends joining the lessons.If she had them today, he could join them today.If the coin confirmed that decision.Dancing with ladies was part of courting them.
“Not today.I am learning more about the household with your grandmother and Mrs.Syme.I believe we are going in to have our ballgowns fitted as well.And I should check on my mother at some point.”She sighed.
“Should I stop in to see your mother as well?”he asked, hoping she did not think him a neglectful husband for not having done so yet.
“Oh, no.”Johanna sat up, shaking her head.Which had the delightful side effect of jiggling her breasts in a very distracting manner.
