Page 38 of Hired by Pirates

Holding her tightly against me, our foreheads touched as I murmured, “My beautiful darling girl, I will never put you in danger. But if you don’t mind going for a stroll through the center of town with one of the men, we would all greatly appreciate it.”

I felt her fingertips walk up across my shoulder, then up the back of my neck. “You’ll appreciate it?” she whispered saucily. “Just how much will you appreciate it?”

It suddenly didn’t matter that Acreton was on the horizon, and we were mere hours away from running a job. It didn’t matter that I should be going through the goods we were trading.

All that mattered was that I prove to Astor in no uncertain terms just how valuable she was to me, the ship, and my crew.

Her lips parted from mine as I kissed her deeply, possessively. My rough hand slipped into the front of her dress, caressing her soft skin as her nipple tightened into a peak from the pressure of my thumb.

“Would I be a bad man if I took you right here?” I breathed against her tender throat, trailing kisses along her collarbone.

“Yes. But I like that you’re partially bad.”

I deeply regretted not being able to strip her naked, but there was no way I would take a chance on any crew member walking past the window and catching sight of my darling girl in a state of undress.

Slowly pulling her skirt above her knees, I slipped my hand along her inner thigh, then into her underthings. My wet fingertips confirmed that she wanted me.

As I kissed her again, I wondered if it was possible for a man to melt like a candle from a woman’s touch. The way her hands gripped my shoulders, the way her breathing hitched with desire, made me feel like I was burning from the inside out.

I pulled her to the edge of the table, spreading her legs as I stood between them. “Do you want me?”

Yes,” she murmured, a touch of smoky desire clouding her usually clear voice.

I reached down to pull out my stiff erection, yanking the fabric of her knickers down to place myself where I belonged.

Instantly she moved closer, our bodies fitting together perfectly as I sank slowly into her tight, wet channel.

“Nick,” she gasped against my lips, her body molding to mine with every little wriggle.

My palm slid from her breast to the back of her hair, angling her lips to mine as they opened, inviting me in. The light touch of her tongue made my hips press forward as her legs wrapped around me.

“My beauty.” It felt like my heart had opened completely for the very first time. Our lack of experience together, every awkward move as we found our rhythm, was sweetly intimate.

“Oh,” she gasped as I angled deeper into her clenching heat.

“Let me feel you,” I breathed, gripping her lower back with one hand as the other slipped down to brush against that sensitive little nub.

Her luscious breasts heaved as her breathing grew faster and she began to tremble.

“How can anything feel this good?” she moaned, as I forced myself to hold back until her pleasure was complete.

“Because we were meant to be, my love.” I pulled back an inch to watch her eyes, as she nodded, pulling me by the neck to kiss her again.

The low, soft murmurs in her throat mirrored the squirming of her hips, and how tightly her thighs squeezed me, pulling me deeper. It felt like our skin was sizzling under the noon day sun, our heat was so overwhelming.

The waves of the ship picked up, rocking us even more as I thrust deeper, faster. We both groaned, breathing hard, as I felt something shift deep within her.

“Captain…Nick…yes…” She squealed, then Astor’s head fell back with a sharp cry. Her slick, tight tunnel gripped me hard, squeezing my manhood until I had no choice but to release hot, heavy spurts deep inside her.

Clutching her against me, I kissed her until we nearly lost our breath.

“My beautiful girl,” I whispered, running my thumb along her cheek as I stared into her eyes. “Genuinely the smartest and most capable woman I’ve ever met.”

It was impossible to tell if my words made her blush, as she was already flushed from our lovemaking.

I helped her off the table, chuckling to myself as I realized I would never look at the wooden surface the same way again in any of my meetings.

Astor looked up at me with an expression I couldn’t read. “What is it, my darling?” I asked, pulling up the top edge of her dress so she wasn’t revealing as much cleavage. “If you’re worried about going into town, it’s not too late to change your mind.”

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