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the side, and he looked intrigued at the idea.
    "Yes, I mean," she crossed to the bed to put something in between them, "you must return them. I cannot wear these."
    "Why not?"
    "They're too fine." Tears almost filled her eyes at the thought of even putting the gifts back in the boxes, but she said, "I do not need them."
    "Are you sure?"
    Unable to answer, she nodded.
    He came towards her, and took her hands, using them to turn her this way and that, ending with her facing a mirror with him looking over her shoulder.
    His hands started to roam over her body, causing her breath to quicken.
    "Well, my dear, it is a good thing I cannot return them, because even if you do not think you need them, I can assure you that I do." His hands skated down her sides and grasped her hips, pulling her back against his erection.
    She met his eyes in the mirror.
    "I do not wish to be a worldly woman."
    "It's not worldly to love beautiful things. Just don't let them rule you." He lifted her hair away from her shoulder and kissed the bare skin, all the way up to whisper in her ear. "You're a lovely woman, Esther. Let your husband spoil you."
    His hands drifted up and down her body and she sighed, closing her eyes and giving herself over to pleasure.
    His lips found her ear again. "Besides, I'd humble you if you needed it." One hand gripped her bottom hard, then smacked it.
    Her body convulsed.
    "Besides." His fingers kept exploring. "My gifts have a practical purpose." One hand went to the inside of her thigh and started stroking the silky skin the drawers left exposed.
    Esther held very still, hoping his hand would move higher. "They do?"
    "Yes." His fingers trailed upwards, until he cupped her. "Indeed, the seams are open, so you will not have to undress so often on the trail." His fingers curled and one slipped inside her.
    "Spread for me," he murmured, touching one leg. She let her legs fall open, and he rewarded her by sliding two fingers inside her sopping channel. "The corset is also necessary."
    Pleasure spiraled through her, and Esther fought to concentrate on his words.
    "How so?" She gasped.
    "The design is easy for you to lace yourself. Although, I wouldn't mind the chore of lacing your stays." His other hand played at her breast, teasing her nipples through the blue silk. "In fact, I might make it a requirement for you to stay naked every morning, until I see fit to dress you."
    "Johnathan," she cried. The thought of staying naked every morning, waiting on him, filled her with delicious humiliation. Her body spasmed around his fingers, and he grinned at her in the mirror, enjoying her worked up state.
    Then he took his hands away, and brought them up for her to lick. She lapped at them obediently, watching herself in the mirror. His last finger she sucked hard, her head bobbing and making her husband gasp.
    "Vixen, are you going to please me tonight?"
    She felt a spasm at his words, and nodded, staring at their wanton reflection. The fact that she was mostly undressed and he was fully clothed, filled her with delicious humiliation.
    "I'm going to take you in hand, and teach you to be good for me." He grinned against her hair. "Stay there."
    She waited while he settled onto the bed, his back to the headboard.
    "Crawl up to me, Esther. Slowly."
    Climbing onto the high bed, Esther stayed on all fours, crawling up to her husband with cat-like movements, her breasts swaying like luscious, hanging fruits.
    "Come here." Johnathan drew his legs apart and she came between them and waited for more instruction.
    "Free me."
    Her bottom waved in the air as she leaned down to undo his trousers. He helped her pull them down along with his drawers, until she faced his upright cock, still on her hands and knees.
    "May I?" she purred.
    "Yes."
    She grasped his cock and moved her hand up and down it as he'd shown her the day before.
    "Put your mouth on me, Esther. Suck, gently."
    She did, shocking herself and him, moaning. She felt wet and wanton,