For a moment she looked as if she was going to refuse. In the end she sighed and waved him forward. “Go ahead I’ll wait.” She sat on the edge of his bed prepared to wait.
“Thank you,” he said softly before continuing into the bathroom at an exaggerated rate. Once the door was shut he took the quickest shower of his life.
Ten minutes later Madison’s eyebrows shot up as Ephraim walked slowly back into his room. What the hell was he up to? She wasn’t an idiot after all. This little trick had been attempted by Jill and Joshua over the years. The whole “I’m too sick to go to school” bit was wasted on her.
If he was going to play then so was she. “You poor thing,” she gushed. His lips twitched, but he didn’t smile as she helped him into bed. She made a big show of fussing over him.
“What can I do for you?” she asked softly.
Christ that was unexpected. “Umm…..my back is sore?” He had to buy himself some time to think up something to keep her here.
She cooed, “Of course it is.” She gently gripped his shoulders and pulled him forward so she could reach around him and run her hands down his back. He’d only suggested it to buy some time until he figured out a way to make her stay longer, but once her hands started running down his back he couldn’t get enough of her touch.
It had been so long since someone had touched him with any amount of affection. Other than the occasional hugs from his brother, sister-in-law and nieces and nephews there had been no one to show him any sort of compassion. The women he slept with showed him nothing but desperation and need. They only touched him if it would somehow lead to their own pleasure. He’d never felt any sort of affection in their attentions.
Madison on the other hand, her touches were unmanning him. There was no way that he could miss what a kind selfless loving woman she was from the way she was touching him. It felt so good and he prayed that she would never stop.
She had to stop herself from licking her lips as she ran her hands over his back. Since they moved here she imagined what it would be like to run her hands over his body and now she was doing it.
This was meant to mess with him, but it wasn't turning out that way. She loved the feeling of his warm smooth skin beneath her hands. It was amazing how firm his back was. She leaned over him more so she that could rub further down his back. It took a soft groan to snap her out of her daze, he was playing with her and he was enjoying it.
Madison pulled back. “I’d say you were fine,” she said coldly.
He looked up and gently grabbed her arm. It took everything she had not to gasp. His clear deep blue eyes were filled with unshed tears.
“D-did I hurt you?” She somehow managed to ask.
“No,” his voice was hoarse. He looked away for a moment before looking back. Her heart broke. He looked so sad and lost. “Please, don’t stop,” he pleaded softly. “I-I know I don’t deserve it. I lied about being unwell…I just…” he licked his lips. “I’m sorry.”
He shook his head before releasing her arm. “I’m so sorry about everything. The way I treated you that night when I…” He winced at the memory of shoving her hand over his erection. “I was an ass**le. You didn’t deserve to be treated like that and I am truly sorry.”
Ephraim looked so lost. “Would you please continue?” he asked softly. There was no doubt in her mind that it had cost him to show her any weakness and it humbled her.
She sighed as she leaned over him once again. “It’s fine,” she said, ignoring his apology. She knew what he was talking about and didn’t think it deemed an apology. Sure he’d been crude, but she….well….she pushed it out of her mind and focused. “I’m sure you’re sore from a week in the hospital,” she mumbled.
“Thank you.” She ignored him and focused on the warm smooth skin. After a moment she couldn’t deny that it felt good, really good to touch him so freely. She bit her lip to stop herself from leaning over and rubbing her face to his shoulder or inhaling his scent. She was in big trouble here.
Her hands drew back until they reached his shoulders than as if they had a mind of their own they ran down his arms and then up again. She enjoyed the feel of his biceps twitching beneath her hands so she did it again and again.
Ephraim slowly lay back until he was sitting against the pile of pillows she placed behind him. They locked eyes as she ran her hands once again up his arms then she allowed them to run down his chest until she found herself massaging his chest and stomach. Hard muscle rippled beneath her touch.
She was dimly aware of him pulling her leg over his lap until she was straddling him. Her eyes focused on his. He ran his hands slowly over her thighs, giving her a chance to stop him. She didn’t, she didn’t want him to stop. In fact he was going much too slow for her taste. She adjusted herself unconsciously on his lap, making him gasp.
It wasn’t until then that she realized where she was sitting. Her hands stilled over his stomach as she realized that she was sitting directly over his arousal. She licked her lips, trying to stop the soft moan that threatened to escape her as his hands moved up her sides until they cupped her br**sts through her thin shirt.
His eyes never left hers as he ran the pads of his thumbs over her hard ni**les. Her eyes threatened to close in pleasure, but she fought against the urge. His expression was unreadable as he gently massaged her br**sts. She watched as his eyes slowly turned from a beautiful calm blue to liquid red.
Madison willed her hands to move as he teased her br**sts. It felt so good. Several men groped her in the past, but it never felt this good. He gently squeezed her br**sts, directing her to lean into him. Her hands slid up his chest into his hair.
“God you’re beautiful,” he groaned as he leaned in taking her mouth in a gentle kiss. He didn’t push to deepen the kiss even though his body was screaming for it. This was too important to rush. He knew if he did that she would run away. Instead he focused on pleasuring her through touch.
Purely on instinct she began to rub her pelvis against him. His hands released her br**sts and shoved her shirt up until her br**sts were free. His mouth latched onto one hard nipple, sucking hard while she moved against him.
Her movements were frantic as she searched for a release that she desperately needed. Hot liquid was pooling in her painfully swollen sex. She had to get it, needed it as she increased her movements. Ephraim reached down between them and ripped his towel open so that she could get closer.
She felt the difference immediately. Mere seconds ago he felt good but now that the towel was out of the way he felt heavenly. Without the towel his hard shaft was pressed firmly between the lips of her sex. The only thing separating them was the thin material of her cotton shorts. She couldn’t get enough as she panted and moved desperately on him.
Ephraim’s eyes rolled in the back of his head as she rode him. Never in a million years had he expected this. The virginal Madison was wild on his lap. He could smell how aroused she was and it made him harder than he’d ever been in his very long life. He gripped her h*ps and moved her harder against him.
Suddenly his mouth released her nipple as he dropped his head back and groaned loudly. “Ah f**k, Madison, f**k you’re so wet, baby.”
She’d be embarrassed, later. Right now it felt too damn good to care. If possible she began grinding against him harder. His grip tightened on her h*ps as he exhaled loudly, “Fuck it, my turn.”