Dominic smiled; his heart swelling with intense satisfaction as he read the sincerity in her steady gaze. “I love you, my darling.” Capturing her lips in a tender kiss, he carefully eased back with mock alarm when her hands stole below his waist to caress the growing bulge beneath the sheets. “My dear, you are not in any position to enter into that game,” he chided, easing away from her searching fingers.
“Haven’t you heard?” Isobel turned her gaze sideways. “A husband’s duty is to ensure his wife is adequately cared for, and all of her needs are met - in every sense of the word.”
Dominic groaned and knew he was lost. “If you are sure?”
At her confirming nod, he sighed and could see no reason not to prove his love for her, as long as there was no discomfort. Studying her carefully, he was reassured by the clear, sensual gaze staring back at him and with a low moan, knew he was lost.
“Then of course I must ensure that my wife’s – needs – are adequately met.” With that he eased himself between the welcoming warmth of his wife’s thighs with a sigh of belonging and set about ensuring all of his wife’s needs were met with complete satisfaction.
The End