It felt like after ages of longing they were finally allowed to enjoy each other as much as they wanted. She joked he was making even sex competitive because he seemed determined to do it in every room and on every surface in the house. He bent her over the table in the entryway, fucked her on the staircase, took her up against the wall in the hallway, interrupted her cooking breakfast by lifting her on the kitchen counter and going down on her, pulled her on top of him on the couch, and recreated their first night together in the Manor’s library.