With a smile he walked into their room and closed the door. He wasn't too surprised to find Madison on the large bed, waiting for him.
Ephraim pulled his shirt off and crawled across the bed predatorily towards the beautiful woman in his bed. “Is this what you called me for, my beautiful wife?” He gently pulled the sheet covering her body away, exposing bare skin. He licked his lips as two gorgeous br**sts were revealed.
“Perhaps.” She laid back as he crawled over her.
“Perhaps?”
She laughed. “Well no, I wanted to tell you that Father James told me that another Priest will be joining the household tomorrow. He’ll be taking over my old room.”
“Ah I see, then you don’t want any of my wares tonight?” he said, wagging his eyebrows.
“I didn’t say that.” Her fingers found the zipper of his fly and gently pulled it down. Her hand brushed his already hard shaft. She reached in and pulled it out.
Ephraim’s h*ps pushed forward, knocking her hands out of the way so he could enter her in one smooth thrust. Madison’s fangs dropped immediately. “You are far too good at that, Ephraim.”
“And you feel too damn good, darling,” he growled.
“Yeah?” her voice was thick and husky.
His head dropped back in pleasure as he moved inside of her. “Oh yeah, you feel wonderful.”
“You’re sure you’re not going to get bored of me in say, a hundred years?”
The muscles in his neck strained as he growled long and loud, “Hell no.”
She moved beneath him, meeting his every thrust. “How about a thousand years?”
“No.”
“How about a million years?”
Ephraim lowered his weight on her. He gently brushed her lips with his as he moved with lazy thrusts in the way he knew she liked. She licked her lips, moaning continuously beneath him.
“I will never grow tired of you. Not in a million, zillion, quadrillion years.”
“Why?” She looked serious for a moment.
His expression softened. “Because I absolutely love and adore you, Madison.”
“I love you too, Ephraim. So much.” He took her mouth in a searing kiss.
She pulled back after a few minutes. Giggling uncontrollably as she asked, “What about a zillion, billion, million, quadrillion-“
He sighed in exasperation. “I see I’m not doing this right if you’re still able to talk.” His arms wrapped around her.
“What-ah!” she gasped as they were suddenly floating in the air towards the ceiling. He effortlessly turned them over so that she was lying on top of him. Her back touched the ceiling as he took her hands into his and pinned them against the ceiling above their heads.
“Now let’s see if we can’t find something more interesting to do than talking, shall we?”