"Wife," Draven whispered to her, his voice low and deep, caressing her skin, "Undress me."
Madeline, at that moment, did not worry about her naked self; her mind was too busy thinking about what her husband had just said. Undress him?
"If you don't know how…."
"I will do it," she quickly blurted out, her eyes widening with realization. She had just agreed? However, even if undressing her husband was all new to her, it was far better than having those maids lay a finger on him.
Madeline took a deep breath and began to turn to him, her heart beating softly. The whole undressing was overwhelming to her, but aside from that, it was actually good. At least it would bring her much closer to her husband.
This was something she must do if she wanted this love to bloom. If she must learn to care for him, then she must, by all means, learn to get even closer to him. And that would only start now - by being submissive.
