The Honeymoon

By Marlo Peterson

Rex ordered Sarah to be his new bride, and it’s time for them to make things official.
She had been with a man before, but she was always fully clothed and simply laid there as he did his business. It felt great, but she wasn’t used to having a man take his time and undress her slowly, while appreciating her beauty and her body.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Marlo Peterson
• Release date: May 19, 2014
• ISBN: 9781498953580

Marlo Peterson

About the Author Marlo Peterson is an erotica author who weaves tales of domination and submission, love found in the strangest places and sizzling erotica romance. If you enjoy gripping, seductive love scenes, you'll be on the edge of your seat. Many of these raunchy stories feature strong minded and strong hearted women who are swept away by alpha males. Each story oozes with sexy, delicious detail, and will make you want more. You can collect them all, because as long as you have a thirst for sweet-hot erotica, Marlo Peterson will be writing it!

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The Honeymoon

Sarah lay in the bed, the material of her lingerie tickling and teasing her body. The suspense was killing her, as she was ready to find out what it meant to be touched by a western man. She had grown up reading about the cowboys of America, and her body ached for that kind of dominance.

She had come over looking for opportunity, because her city was impoverished. Here, on the western frontier, she could at least know that she was taken care of by a man who had his life together. That’s all she needed...

Rex was a strong man, though one of few words. They rode in the carriage without speaking much, though Sarah could tell that he had a gentle side to him. He probably just wasn’t used to making small talk with a woman. She was pleased beyond measure when they first met, because he looked exactly like the men that she had read about.

Now here she was, in his bed, awaiting his sweet embrace, so that she could become his woman for life.

Rex entered the bedroom, still decked out in his cowboy outfit. He was dressed well from head to toe, wearing a large western hat, with a handkerchief tied around his neck. His pants were firmly pressed, mainly because Sarah had done it for him. Rex had thanked her with a simple, sweet kiss on the lips, before walking outside to tend to his fields.

It was such a small gesture, but one that made Sarah truly feel like a woman. She loved being swept away by this gallant gentleman, and the fact that he didn’t speak much only added to