Page 115 of An offer from the Marquess (Necessary Arrangements 4)

“That’s not exactly what I mean….” Rhys cleared his throat again.

“Then what do you mean?”

Rhys scratched his temple. “I mean in bed.”

“Oh…” Gabriel scowled. “I do not think I follow.”

“Well, I mean… All the depraved things you did with your mistresses, do you do them to your wife?”

Gabriel raised his brow. “If by depraved, you mean whether I pleasure my wife in every way I have learned how, then yes. And she does the same for me.”

“You let her—”

“I let her do anything she wants to do to me and then teach her to do even more,” he added with a wink.

Rhys tugged on his cravat again in agitation. “What I mean is… I’ve heard time and time again that ladies are delicate creatures who cannot withstand arduous pursuits… There are things that are indecent—”

“Let me stop you right there, my dear, virtuous friend. Whatever you think is indecent, I do to my wife every morning before breakfast. And whatever you call degrading or embarrassing, I call Tuesday.” He finished his drink and slammed the glass onto the desk. “There is no such thing as indecent between a husband and a wife. The only thing indecent is a cold marriage bed. Take it from a former rake.”

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