She tried to push him away, but he ignored her struggles, battling through her reluctance until her own passion flared up to meet his and she finally began straining toward his kiss instead of away. She tightened her legs around his waist and wrapped her arms around his head, thrusting her tongue into his mouth and meeting his with shy caresses of her own.

"Blyad!" he swore, tearing his mouth from hers and reaching behind her to wrench the door open. "Cabin, now," he muttered. ...