"What? Oh, yes. It certainly is." She recovered quickly and hoped her face did not give away her thoughts. She really did need to be less open or she might reveal more than she wished. It was just that with Matt, she felt at ease, happy and content. However, it was important that she not let her guard down completely.
The tub was half the size of the one she used at home— no, that wasn’t home. Juniper Junction and this house was her home now. Though not extravagant, it was adequate for the task. As she stared at it, she realized she had no idea how to even prepare a bath. The most she'd ever done was simply tell a servant, usually Minnie, that she wished to bathe and within a short time, all was ready for her to step in. And when she finished, she walked away while the tub and water were disposed of.
Yet dear Matt thought she'd been a maid. Waiting on the wealthy, instead of the other way around. What would he say if he knew the truth?
She should tell him. Get the story out now. The longer it lingered, the worse it would be when he did find out.
But, what reason would there be for him to ever know?
Chapter 5
Visions of his bride bathing in the tub had Matt’s cock stirring in his pants. It took all of his willpower not to toss her onto the bed and claim her over and over. He sure hoped Doc was right about the liniment working in a matter of minutes because otherwise, he might have to take matters into his own hands to get some relief.
Oh damn. Now he couldn’t stop thinking about Lizzie with her delicate hand around his cock, stroking up and down from balls to shaft until he exploded.
He paused for a moment to clear his head. Pull yourself together. You already hurt her when you squeezed too hard, just minutes after going to the doctor. What sort of jackass would I be to force myself on her when she's traveled across the country for me and has an injury.
Getting married and seeing the doctor all in the same day was not something to be taken lightly.
"Here you go," he brought in a fresh kettle of hot water and poured it in. "I'll be back with some cold water and then it should be ready." He glanced up at Lizzie as she stood next to the tub, still fully clothed. A blush covered her cheeks. He knew what the skin there felt like from their few kisses. Soft and creamy. Delicate, just like she was.
He vowed to treat her gently and with great care. To slowly introduce her to the pleasures of the marriage bed and initiate the intimate part of their marriage in a thoughtful way which would not frighten her. He understood that most women had very little knowledge of the sex acts that happen between men and women and with Lizzie being a maid, she'd never said much about her parents, so he had to assume no one had spoken to her about a wife's duties to her husband. It would be up to him to teach her and it was a sacred duty that he took very seriously. It would be his honor to be her one and only lover.
He continued this self-talk as he retrieved a bucket of cold water from the pump out back. With his mind in the right place, he returned to the house, prepared to give his wife all the privacy and time she needed to adjust.
When he rounded the corner into the room he halted in his tracks, water splashing from the kettle onto the floor.
"I'm having some trouble getting my dress off, Matt," she whispered, her voice smooth as velvet. "Do you think you could help me?"
Woah. Woah. Woah.
He swallowed hard while his cock sprung to life once again. His sweet and innocent bride that he was so concerned about pushing too far or too fast stood in the waning afternoon light, the back of her blue silk dress was open and the bodice and sleeves down over her waist, her arms bare and her torso covered by a snug corset that had her breasts pushed up high, nearly bursting from it. The pink edges of her nipples barely discernible, but he knew they were there. Her nipples, like tiny beads, pressed against the fabric as though eager to be loose.
He swallowed again and gazed into her eyes where he saw a heat that no doubt reflected his own mounting passion.
Was she trying to seduce him?
Did he care if she was?
Well, this was a side he hadn't expected, but considering her eagerness over their kisses moments ago, maybe he ought not to have been surprised. He had no doubt that she was a virgin, it would be shocking for any young woman not to be. However, she was an eager young bride and he could have no complaint about that.
However, he was the head of this household and she needed to understand that he set the rules and the pace.
But then he took another look at her, saw the doubt beginning to creep into her eyes and set down the kettle of water and drew her into his arms, kissing her tenderly and then deeply. "You are so beautiful," he said once he caught his breath afterward. He reached around her and opened the final fastenings of her dress and let it fall to the floor, then helped her to step out.
His cock pressed painfully against his pants and he yearned to free it, but the time was not right. Not quite yet. But soon. Oh, so very soon.
With his praise and kisses, he saw confidence return to his bride's gaze and she smiled shyly at him. "Thank you, M-matt. I think you are h-handsome." She allowed her gaze to roam over him and though he was certain she had
