Read An Unexpected Mother (The Colorado Brides Series Book 4) Online
Authors: Carré White
Tags: #Romance, #Historical, #Western, #Historical Romance, #Inspirational, #Westerns
An Unexpected Mother (The Colorado Brides Series Book 4) (17 page)
“This will drive me mad,” he muttered.
“We need light.”
In his haste to reach the lamp, he knocked over a book from an end table. “Blast it!”
“We have all the time in the world, Jack. No one’s going to interrupt us.”
He grinned crookedly. “That’s true.” A dim light filled the space, casting shadows in the corners of the room. “Turn around. I offered him my back. “Whoever made this dress should be shot.”
“Hooks, eyes, and buttons. I’m sorry.”
“And laces and layers. It’s a minefield of irritation.”
I giggled, “Oh, dear.” His impatience was evident in the way he pulled and groaned, while unhooking and unbuttoning. It hung loosely at one point, but there was still the corset and underthings. “I think I can manage now.”
“I’ll light a candle in the other room.” He grasped his necktie, pulling it free, while tossing the item over a chair. “Would you like some wine?”
“No, I’m fine.” I left the gown on the sofa, while stepping out of my shoes. It was strange to undress in such a manner, especially in a man’s presence. Only my sisters had ever been near during such an occurrence, and they had never seen me fully unclothed.
Jack was in the bedroom, removing his shirt. He glanced at me, as I entered the room, his expression concerned. “I have a confession.”
“What?”
“I’ve…” he seemed nonplussed. “I’ve never done this before.”
“Taken your clothes off?”
“You tease. No, not that.” He pointed at the bed. “I’ve never…you know…”
“I haven’t either.”
“What if we’re terrible at it?”
“Oh, Jack.” The look on his face was comical. “I’m sure we’ll muddle through somehow.”
“You’re so beautiful, Fanny.” His interested gaze roamed over me, noting the thinness of the garment I wore. “You really should remove that.”
The room suddenly felt heated, as warmth spread from my chest to my neck and higher. “I suppose so.”
He stepped out of his pants. The shirt was on the floor, revealing the toned planes of his abdomen. Never having seen a man in this state, I was mildly surprised by the thin patches of dark, curly hair that covered his chest, leading downwards and disappearing into his underthings. As shyness gripped me, I dashed under the covers, grasping the material of the shift and lifting it over my head. I’d never been naked in bed before.
I glanced at him with concern. “Now what?”
“I’m going to steal that blanket.”
“Oh, no!” I clutched the end to my neck. “You better not.”
The last remaining article of clothing was removed, exposing his manhood, which produced a sharp intake of breath. I had meant to look away, but curiosity wouldn’t let me. He lifted the blanket, sliding in beside me. It was strange being in such a state with someone of the opposite sex, but he was my husband, and we were perfectly within our rights to be this way.
Hands found me beneath the covers, touching my belly. “Fanny?”
“Yes?”
“Are you scared?”
“No.”
“Kiss me.”
I rolled into him, pressing myself against his length. Our lips met, tongues battling sinuously, while hands explored. Whatever awkwardness there had been disappeared, replaced by the awakening of desire, the longing to be joined in every way possible. The mystery was revealed shortly after, the kisses leading to further touching and then something even greater, the consummation of our vows, the promise of an eternity of bliss. I lay in his arms, listening to his breathing, as he drifted off to sleep. While the drunkenness and debauchery continued in the street, I lay with my husband, his hand on my belly, while his face was in my neck. I’d never known such complete bliss.
In the morning, I felt a hand upon me, seeking to pleasure me in wicked ways. I sighed contentedly, letting him have his way. His tired, smiling grin revealed affection, while his body demanded satisfaction. In the haven of the blankets, we succumbed to our desires, and then once more an hour later. We left the bed for food and water and to use the privy, but other than those moments, we refused to be separated. This magical, pleasurable time passed far too quickly. We ate and talked and read in bed, the hours passing like minutes. It was effortless being with him.
On the fourth day, a knock sounded on the door, but I hardly perceived it. “Who is that?” asked Jack, sounding tired.
“Oh, goodness.” I got to my feet, grasping a blanket. “This better be important.” I padded barefoot to the door, asking, “Who is it?”
“Me, Hannah.”
I cracked open the door several inches. “What?”
“I wanted to make sure you’re alive.” She grinned, but her eyes widened, noting the state of my dishabille. “What are you wearing?”
“Not much.”
“A blanket?”
“Yes.” I had the grace to blush.
“Oh, my.”
“What do you want? Is everyone okay?”
“They’re fine. I was just worried. I haven’t seen you in days. I thought perhaps something untoward happened to you.”
“No.”
“You’re a mess. That hair.”
I shrugged. “I know.”
“Is everything all right?”
“I’m fine. Will you go away now?”
“When do you plan on emerging?”
“When we run out of food. Probably tomorrow.”
She laughed, “Well, then I’ll tell everyone you’re still alive.”
“I am.”
“Shall I bring something up from the bakery?”
“It does smell nice.” My stomach rumbled. “Fresh bread would be lovely.”
“I could buy a slice of ham at the butchers.”
This had my mouth watering. “That would be kind of you, Hannah.”
“Then we’ll see you tomorrow?”
“I think so.” A hand was at my back; Jack had gotten up.
“Good morning, Hannah.” His voice sounded rough.
“It’s good afternoon, actually.”
“What day is it?”
“Thursday.”
He sighed. “Is something amiss?”
“Everyone wants to know if you’re still alive.”
“You can see that we are.”
Her smile was kindly. “I’ve disturbed you. I’m sorry. I’ll bring the food and be on my way.”
“Thank you, Hannah.” I closed the door, suddenly enfolded in Jack’s embrace. “They’re worried about us.”
“There’s no need.”
“No,” I giggled. “There isn’t.”
“Come back to bed, my love.”
“Yes, husband.”
The End
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