“but how about you start by riding this?” She complied, and as he slipped inside, she rode him until he roared. Over the next few days, they’d christened nearly every room in the house and topped it off in the washroom, where he took her first against the wall and then in the large claw-foot tub. He’d loved her so thoroughly she vaguely remembered being dried off and carried to the bed, but nothing more.
