“Perhaps he didn’t know,” I suggested.
“It’s possible, but somebody knows,” she said. “Finding them might be hopeless.”
We found our way to the staff lift to Deck A and walked down a long hallway to cabin twenty-three, and it opened automatically for us. Pyrr didn’t exaggerate that our quarters were tiny. There was a bed barely big enough for us to share in an alcove with a storage cabinet above and below and two small closets on either end of the bed.
The shower closet was barely tall enough for me to fit in alone and I would have to crouch down to get my head under the water. There would undoubtedly be no sharing the shower. The toilet next to the shower folded into the wall when not in use, or it would block the door to the shower closet. It wasn’t much as accommodations go, but we werealone.
Even though it had been months since our bonding, barely a day passed that we didn’t make love at least once. It had been eight days since we left Dread One and our “luxurious” cabin there.
We tossed our duffels on the floor and peeled off our clothes in a matter of seconds. Nora slid into the bed, and I followed her. I was inside her almost as quickly as she lay back opened her legs for me. We both groaned in relief to be joined once more. I didn’t even start fucking her right away, but just savored the feeling of my cock hugged in the warmth of her inner walls.
“Aaaahh, you feel so good,” we both murmured almost in unison. We kissed for a long time as my full weight pressed her into the mattress. The hard tips of her breasts were crushed against my chest, and she arched her back to rub them against me.
As I felt her inner walls contracting around my cock, I thrust slowly in and out of her for a while then stopped. “Patience,meomee,”I murmured when she groaned plaintively each time I did, “we have hours before third meal. I want to savor you, my love.”
She smiled up at me, and I kissed her again. It felt good to be home.