I kept my thrusts slow at first, with strokes that let her body adjust to mine. She gripped my shoulder, and her nails pressed into my flesh, but I still held back.
“Harder, Bishop.”
“Not yet, kitten.”
“Please—”
I dropped my mouth to hers again and swallowed the sounds she made. Then I fucked her with everything I had, and she matched me, driving her hips up to meet mine.
“Come with me, Katarina.”
She broke first. Her pussy clenched, and I followed with a groan I couldn’t hold back.
I stayed inside her after. My forehead rested against hers. Her fingers were in my hair.
“Bishop.”
“Kitten.”
“That was?—”
I kissed the corner of her mouth. “We’re not done.”
“I didn’t think we were.”
I dealt with the condom in the stateroom bathroom. When I came back, she’d rolled to her side. Her dark hair was spread across the pillow, and her ring caught the cabin light.
I lay behind her and put my lips on her neck. My hand traced from her hip to her thigh and back. She pressed into me, and I was rigid before my palm reached her stomach.
I slid two fingers into her from behind. She was swollen and sensitive, and when I curled them, she gasped and thrust her pelvis into my hand.
“Tell me what you want, kitten.”
“Nothing between us. Never again.” She looked at me over her shoulder. “Please.”
I withdrew my fingers, rolled her to her stomach, then brought her up to her knees. “How’s the knee?” I asked.
“What knee? Just fuck me, Bishop.”
I entered her from behind, and the heat of her nearly ended me on the first stroke. I held, and she gasped, and her hips tilted to take me deeper.
The rhythm I set was slower and more deliberate than before. She tightened on the upstroke, and her breath hitched when I ground into her. I took my time, and she let me.
When the second orgasm came, she screamed my name even louder. I couldn’t hold back and followed, then rolled us to our sides. Her back was to my front, and I wrapped my body around hers.
“Bishop?”
“Yeah.”
“I love you.”
“I love you, kitten.”
“It’s a good thing you’re marrying me.”
I raised my head. “I agree, but why?”
“Because you’re mine, and I’m yours, and you’ll make love to me whenever I ask you to.”
