Last week, I went to the 1880s Town which is just west of Murdo, South Dakota, and I took some awesome pictures which I’ll be posting on this blog in the month or two to come.  Ever wonder what it was really like back in the late 1800s in western America? They say a picture is worth 1,000 words, and there’s nothing like seeing it to get an appreciation for the time period.  I figure I’ll do at least one post a week (maybe around Wednesday or Thursday) until I’m done showing them all.

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In the meantime, I have today’s sample from His Reluctant Lady.  🙂

“As your wife,” Agatha said.  “I have to make sure you get your pleasure.  Apparently, that means wherever you want to receive it.”

Christopher caressed her bottom.  “Be honest, my love.  Weren’t you a bit anxious to be with me as well?”

“Ladies aren’t like gentlemen.  They can do very well without it.”

“Oh?”

“It’s true.  You don’t see me groping you, do you?”

He chuckled.  “You might be hiding your desire for me, but I recall the way you responded to me just now.  You were very willing to do this.” Grinning, he added, “And in the drawing room during the day.  Even though we made love four times last night and then again this morning.  I don’t think you can get enough of me.”

“Before you get smug, may I remind you that the more we do it, the better your chances are of getting a child?”

“That’s not why you were moaning in pleasure.”

Sensing the challenge in his statement, she countered, “Well, I thought I’d be polite.  A male’s sensibility is a delicate thing.”

He threw back his head and laughed.  “My dear Agatha, I’m afraid you are the one who has delicate sensibilities if you can’t admit how much you enjoy making love to me.”

“You wish it was so but it’s not.  A lady could do very well without it.  All she really requires is for her husband to talk to her as he would a friend and grace her with hugs and kisses.  If he did that and nothing else, she’d be content.”

“If it’s a challenge you want, then it’s a challenge you shall get.” He kissed her, his tongue briefly touching hers, and shot her a triumphant grin, something she thought rather foolish since he hadn’t won the challenge yet.  “I’m going to prove you wrong.  You will end up coming to my bed to satisfy your carnal cravings.”

Appalled he’d even suggest such a thing, she gasped.  “Never.”

He gave her a chaste kiss.  “It’ll be my pleasure to prove you wrong.”

She didn’t hide her amusement.  “Considering how you can’t control yourself whether we’re in this room or the bedchamber, I wouldn’t boast too much if I were you.”

He winked.  “You’ll see.”

She made sure he saw her shake her head before she headed out of the room.