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on your back, but you may find it necessary as we address the second matter before us this night." Gerard stood and grinned down at her.
    How does he always contrive to look so bloody handsome ? Despite the peculiar clenching in her lower body Jane frowned at him, dreading what might come next. Did her husband intend to fetch a switch after all?
    "Second matter, my lord?"
    "Yes. That of your virginity, Jane."
    "My...? Oh."
    Jane was to reflect later that her husband did his utmost to put her at her ease. His handsome face bore a pleasant enough smile as he sat on the edge of her bed and took her hand in his.
    "Do not be afraid, my lady. I have no desire to hurt you further, and this will be quick, I promise."
    "Yes, my lord." It was all Jane could do to raise her eyes sufficiently to view his broad chest. Despite his recent exertions in the matter of her chastisement he still wore his familiar soft leather tunic, the one which carried his unique aroma. It was a smell she adored, though she had few enough occasions to savour it. His hose were of wool, but finely woven, and his boots, the same boots she had clung to just minutes earlier as he rained spank after spank on her unprotected bottom, were of a buttery leather. As she regarded him in trepidation he stood and started to undress. Jane watched as her husband divested himself of his tunic, and the linen shirt he wore beneath. His naked chest was wide, the planes and angles well defined. His abdomen rippled with taut muscle, the result of countless hours spent in the saddle. He lowered his hose to reveal tightly muscled buttocks and strong thighs, then turned to present her with her second view that day of a fully aroused male.
    Jane gasped and scrambled under the covers, clutching the blanket under her chin. Her husband grinned, though his expression soon changed to one which Jane could best describe as resigned indulgence.
    "Come, now, Jane. Why so shocked? I trust I compare favourably to Norfolk."
    "You do, my lord. Most favourably." It was true. Where she had found the sight of the duke's engorged penis revolting and disturbing, her husband was an entirely different matter. He was—magnificent. His wide, solid cock both intrigued and attracted her. She wondered if he might permit her to touch it.
    "You have a look of consternation about you, madam, but you knew this would happen at some time. Roseworth needs an heir, and this is the way of it. You are right, I have neglected my duty in this regard but I shall endeavour to do better. I know you are sore and I shall not disturb your comfort more than is needful, you may have my word on that."
    "I... you are not disturbing me, my lord." This was the moment she had dreaded for most of her childhood, but of late had come to anticipate with an eager curiosity, and perhaps a degree of resentment as the months slid by with no apparent interest from her handsome spouse. Now that it was here, she was delighted and scared in equal measure.
    By way of demonstrating her willingness in the matter Jane slithered across the bed to make room for Gerard beside her. He pulled back the cover then slipped under it to lie on his side, regarding her hunched form.
    "Do you want to remove your nightgown, Jane? It does not matter if you prefer to keep it on."
    Jane would have appreciated rather more in the way of enthusiasm, not to mention clear direction, from her husband. For herself, lacking in any sort of relevant experience, she had no notion what might be the right way to proceed. She opted for the relative safety of taking her husband's somewhat lukewarm lead.
    "I shall keep it on, if you please, my lord."
    "Fine. Just lift it up as far as your waist then. Now if you would be so good as to lie back and spread your legs for me...?"
    Jane did as she was bid, gritting her teeth at the friction as her bottom made contact with the stiff sheet beneath her. Her husband rolled into position above her. Gerard held his own weight on his elbows as