“Do you like that?” he asked in a deep sensual voice.

Her free arm moved back and over his now bare hip. She held on as he moved against her. “Yes,” she moaned. She turned the tables on him. “Do you like f**king me, Ephraim?” Her tongue licked his neck, slowly.

He growled and thrust harder into her. His fingers pressed firmly against her nub. “Yes, I like f**king you, baby. Is that what you wanted to hear? That I love licking and f**king your pu**y until you're wet and screaming for me?”

“Oh god!” She started sucking on his neck harder, moaning deeply. Her body was pushed closer to cl**ax. She tried to move against him, but he held her tightly as he quickened his pace. He loved her mouth on him. He wanted it everywhere.

He forced his eyes open so that he could watch her come. She sucked harder and held onto him tightly. “Fuck me, Ephraim….oh, please, Ephraim, f**k me!”

That did it. He couldn’t hold back. He slammed into her, lifting her off the floor with each hard thrust. He growled and moaned as she moaned and screamed his name. This time he didn't need to bite to find his moment.

Slowly he stopped. Her body was still squeezing his in the aftermath of a powerful orgasm. It was too much for his sensitive flesh. He moved to pull back when her body tightened around his still hard member. Her nails pierced his thigh and the back of his neck as another orgasm took over. She screamed and gasped.

He watched her in the mirror, entranced. He pushed forward again and again. He gritted his jaw and continued while she screamed his name. Finally her hold on him slipped away. She fell forward slapping her hands against the sink as her leg dropped to the ground.

“That was so good, Ephraim,” she said, panting.

“What do you mean was?” He chuckled. His hands gripped her h*ps as he continued to thrust inside of her.

She whimpered. Her body started to react again. It was too much too soon. "Baby," she said half pleading, half whimpering.

“Yes?”

He was going to kill her with orgasms. There was only one thing to do. She pulled herself off him and turned around. She pressed a kiss to his mouth. His hands moved greedily over her. She caught his hand as it tried to move between her legs.

“Just stand right there,” she said with a smile.

His brows rose up in confusion as she slowly dropped to her knees, kissing his stomach as she went. “What…” His head dropped back and his mouth formed an “O” in surprise as she took him into her mouth. It wasn’t an expert blowjob by any means, but it was the best one he ever received. He lost himself within minutes in her beautiful mouth.

Chapter 19

His arms tightened around her as she shook against him. For the last half hour they sat on her bed, joined. He held her in his arms as she sat in his lap facing him. They kissed slowly and moved even slower. He let her set the pace. It was the most powerful experience he’d ever had with a woman.

He ran his hands down her back as she sleepily laid her head against his shoulder. “Are you tired?” he whispered.

She giggled against his neck. “We’ve been making love for the last…well, I don’t know how many hours and now the sun is up. To say I’m tired would be an understatement. I’m exhausted.”

Ephraim chuckled. “Me too.” He pressed a kiss to her forehead.

Madison pulled away from him. Her limbs were sore and weak from their night of love making.

“Where are you going?”

She looked over her shoulder. “Shower, a nice long hot shower….alone.”

He watched as her h*ps swayed back and forth gently as she walked away from him. Nine times he made love to her last night, a new record for him. Of course after a century of celibacy he had some catching up to do and right now his body was coming back to life again, ready to do a little more catching up.

“Hold up, I need a shower too.”

She sighed, “Baby, please I’m so tired. I just want a shower and then go to bed,” she said, lightly sobbing. Her body ached all over and she was exhausted. Now that she was away from his body her eyes were fighting to stay open.

He held up his hands. “Just a shower. I swear.” She threw him a disbelieving look. “I promise.” If he hadn’t said it with a grin she probably would have believed him and she wouldn’t have looked down.

Her eyes widened in surprise. “Ephraim, please no, sleep! I need sleep!”

“And that’s exactly what you’ll get after our shower. I promise I’ll be good. I just want a shower.” He took her hand and led her into the bathroom.

“Fibber,” she muttered as her head hit the pillow.

Ephraim laughed weakly as he kissed her wet shoulder. She curled up as soon as he laid her on the bed after taking advantage of her in the shower, that’s how she thought of it, especially since he knew she wouldn’t be able to resist him when he put his mouth down there. It was only natural at that point that she allowed him to lean her against the wall and finish the job. She was a helpless victim here of the passion he invoked in her. She really was. Granted he had her begging for it, but that wasn’t the point.

She looked over and sighed. He was out. It gave her some comfort to know that he was as weak as she was on some things, their passion being one of them. He looked so cute and innocent. She rolled over and pressed a light kiss to his lips.

“Give me five minutes and I’ll be good to go again,” he mumbled, “I swear.”

“You’re not getting between my legs again until I’ve had at least eight hours of sleep and some food in my stomach.”

“Not fair,” this came out as a muffled mutter as he buried his face in the pillow. He was down for the count and not getting back up for a while. Thank god.

******

“Madison, wake up please!” Joshua’s banging on the door and sobbing pleas had her sitting up so fast that her head spun.

“Ephraim!” she hissed. She reached over to wake him and practically fell over. His side of the bed was empty. It was twelve in the afternoon. “Damn it,” she mumbled. They’d only been asleep for an hour. Well, she had, she had no idea what he’d been doing.

He walked back into the room yanking up his pants. He wore nothing else. “Baby, get dressed.”

“Madison?” Joshua cried louder.

Ephraim yanked her drawers open and tossed clothes to her. “Hurry up, he’s upset.”

“Just a minute!”

Ephraim walked over to the door, his hand on the doorknob and his eyes on her as he waited for her to cover up. When she had a shirt and pants on he opened the door. Joshua came running into the room, rubbing his eyes. He didn’t see Ephraim as he ran into Madison’s waiting arms.

“What’s wrong, buddy?” Madison struggled to keep her balance. He wasn’t a baby anymore and she wasn’t strong enough to hold a ten year old boy for more than a moment or two. She stumbled under his weight.

Joshua gasped as strong hands pulled him away from Madison. He opened his eyes in surprise. Then his face crumbled again. He threw his arms around Ephraim’s neck and buried his face against Ephraim's bare shoulder.

“Tell us what’s wrong, little man,” he said in a soothing voice.

Madison rubbed Joshua’s back. “What happened?” She tried to ignore the holes in his shirt.