Eward had never known a woman to appear so in need, so hungry for him to do anything, nor had he experienced the thrill of realising that was exactly what she wanted: him. Not only the pleasure she received from him but him. That encouraged him to do more, to feel more and on pushing up her chemise so that it gathered near her stomach he broke away from their heated kisses to instead caress her neck and chest, angling himself so that when the time came he could just slide effortlessly into her.
Assuming that's where she knew this was going. She had not given any protest, and Eward thanked the Gods for that. He had never wanted something so completely before in his life. She was clinging to him, her fingertips digging into his skin driving him to the point of wildness but he held himself back. This was no time to be rough. This was he time to do it right.
Moving his mouth back to Katherine's in a deep and sensual kiss, Eward finally took the plunge and began to enter himself, slowly, into Katherine, his breaths hitching as he did so and his muscles tensing at the pleasure.