Roman closed the door to his cabin. He had managed to push his thoughts and the words from Tamina away for a week. They were now a month into the cruise and had two months left. He was ready for another night of karaoke with Amara.

He heard her open the door to her cabin and he looked towards it. She stepped out in a little, black dress with silver embroidery in the shape of feathers. He could hardly breathe. In that moment he knew he couldn't fight it anymore. She turned to look at him and her smile fell.

"What's wrong?" She asked.

He didn't answer. Instead he walked up to her and crashed his lips down on hers. She grabbed his shirt and tried pulling him closer. He pushed her up against the door to her cabin and kissed down her neck.

"Unlock the door!" He growled. "Now!"

She managed to turn around in his arms. He kept standing close with his hands on her hips. The door opened and they tumbled inside her cabin. He was fast to swing her around and push her back up against the door. He pulled her dress up to her hips and sank to his knees. He grabbed her thong and pulled it down her legs before grabbing one of her legs and placing it over his shoulder. He dove in with his tongue and she moaned out right away while roaming her fingers through his hair.

"Fuck, yes!" She moaned. "Fuck, that's good, Roman. Don't stop."

He let out a low growl and pressed his tongue against her clit harder. He wanted her to fall apart as fast as possible. He moved his hand up her thigh and pushed two fingers inside her. She grabbed his hair and started grinding against him to try and cause even more friction. His lips curled up in a smile while his tongue never broke contact with her clit. He kept going until he was finally rewarded with her crying out. He didn't stop until he was absolutely sure he had gotten everything out of her that he could.

He sat back on his heels and looked up at her while pulling his fingers out of her. She opened her eyes and looked down at him with a smile on her face. That smile told him everything he needed to know. She wanted more and she wanted it now. He stood up and kissed her again. She fumbled with his jeans and finally managed to get them open. She stuck her hand down in his briefs, grabbed his dick, and started stroking it. He broke the kiss and sucked in his breath.

"What?" She smirked. "You don't want this?"
"Oh, I want it," he smirked too.

He pushed her hand away and instead grabbed her dress and pulled it off her. He reached behind her, unhooked her bra, and sent it to the floor as well. He pulled off his own shirt and pulled her in for another kiss. She slowly sank down and disappeared out of his arms. He placed a hand on the door and looked down at her. She grabbed his jeans and briefs and pulled them down to his ankles. She helped him out of his clothes before leaning in to take his dick in her mouth.

"Just like that, baby girl," he moaned. "Exactly like that."

She had a mouth on her like nothing he had ever experienced before. Everything felt amazing. He stood there watching her while she gave him everything she had in her. She kept her eyes on him and it only added to his pleasure to see the look in her eyes. She was clearly enjoying pleasuring him. He had to stop it before he ended up cumming in her mouth. He didn't want it to end already. He wanted everything.

"Enough," he whispered.

He pulled out of her mouth and reached his hands down to pull her back up. He kissed her again while moving her over to the bed. He lowered her down on the bed and took a few steps backwards. He located his pants on the floor, picked them up, and found a condom in his wallet.

"Better safe than sorry," he said.
"You're speaking my language," she smirked.

She beckoned him over to the bed and took the condom from him. He watched as she rolled it on his dick and then laid back down on the bed. An open invitation for him to join her. He placed himself between her legs, kissed his way up her stomach and breasts, and finally found her lips again. He deepened the kiss and pushed inside her. She gasped into the kiss and pressed her nails into his back.

"Fuck!" She whimpered.
"Are you okay?" He asked.
"Oh yeah!" She grinned. "I'm just not used to something this big."

He grinned back at her, kissed her again, and started thrusting. Her hips met his movements, and slowly they picked up the pace until they were setting a fast pace. Both of them were lost in pleasure. She finally came undone several minutes later. His thrusts became shorter and faster in search of his own end. He came seconds later and planted himself as deep inside her as he could. He held still and tried to catch his breath while taking in the smell from her. She smelled like a mix of sweat and raspberries. He left featherly kisses on her neck and then rolled down next to her. He lied there with his eyes closed and felt his heart pounding away in his chest.

"It's okay if you want to leave," she said.

He opened his eyes and stared at her. That was not the first words he had expected to hear from her after what had just happened between them.

"I'd rather you're honest about it instead of sneaking out while I'm asleep," she said.
"Why would I do that?" He asked.
"I don't know. You did this whole song and dance about being stuck on a cruise together. I know you didn't really want this as much as me and that's okay. I'm not mad. I understand," she said.

He moved in for a kiss that he hoped would show her everything he felt in that moment.

"I'm not leaving," he said. "Do you have any idea how hard I've fought my feelings for you?"
"You have?" She asked.
"I have," he said.

He smiled warmly at her and leaned in for another kiss. He placed his hand on her thigh and started stroking it.

"Roman," she said. "If you plan to continue doing that, you better have more condoms in your wallet."
"I got two more," he moved his hand further up. "I'm gonna wear you out completely."