Page 39 of Captain's Companion

“Both,” Mina said. “It’s a little tough organizing both.”

“Why do both in one,” Gwyn said. “The adults don’t want to attend a child’s party. They want food, drink, dancing and adult activities. Children need children’s activities.”

“You want to do two events,” Ulrik said snarling.

“It’s more practical,” Gwyn said.

“Do I have to do anything,” Ulrik asked.

“Tell me the budget,” Gwyn grinned.

“I know the budget,” Mina said. “We’ll meet about it.” She pulled out her tablet and scrolled through her schedule. “I’m free in two days. I’ve got a two hour block of time when both Plav and Ulrik are on the bridge.”

“Ulrik,” Gwyn turned to him, bit her lip, and waited.

“Yes,” he growled.

“I’ve added you to my schedule,” Mina said. “I’ll come right after lunch.”

“I’ll be ready,” Gwyn said. She reached for Mina, gripped her hand. “Thank you.”

“I’m glad you’re helping. It’s a chore,” Mina said.

They parted with Mina promising to send Gwyn all the details of past events. As the door slid shut behind them, Ulrik turned her into his arms. His mouth covered hers. She wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him closer to her. “Little Ulrik seems to be growing,” she teased as she drew away from him breathless from his kisses.

“I want you,” Ulrik said. “I need to be joined to you.”

“Will the kitchen be annoyed if we send the dishes back tomorrow,” Gwyn asked stepping away from him and turning her back on him.

“No,” Ulrik said watching her bottom as she walked away.

“I’ll take care of it tomorrow,” Gwyn said as she stepped through the door from his ready room to the lounge.

“What do you intend to do now,” he growled.

“Put restraints on so you can kiss your way around my body,” Gwyn said biting her lip as she turned towards him.

Ulrik rushed her, picked her up making her gasp in surprise. “How long are you willing to have them on,” he asked. He stripped her clothing in quick movements making her gasp and laugh.

“Will an hour do,” she asked dragging his shirt over his head. She glanced down at the bulge in his pants. “No, I think little Ulrik wants more than an hour to play…. Maybe... maybe all night?”

“Gwyn,” Ulrik groaned her name as he dragged his pants off his body.

“You better set three or four alarms,” Gwyn said moving around him to her bedside table. “You aren’t getting any sleep tonight.”

His cock throbbed and demanded as he watched her climb on the bed and snap the restraints around one wrist. He followed her, leaned over her to thread the restraints through the headboard and snap it around her other wrist.

“Remember,” he said breathlessly.

“No… if I don’t like it,” Gwyn said. She kissed him. “Touch me, Ulrik. Make me climax so much I only know you and nothing else.”

“Yes,” he said. He rubbed his lips against hers. His hands shook as he kept them off her naked curvy body. One point of contact, their lips. Gently, he tasted her lips, ran his tongue against them until she parted them. He dove in with his tongue, chasing hers as he possessed only her mouth. He scented her arousal the more he kissed her. Hard one moment and soft the next, he devoured her, aroused her with his mouth.

“Ulrik,” she groaned wanting his hands on her, wanting his body pressed to hers.

“I want to cherish every moment,” he said kissing the tip of her nose.

His mouth silenced hers as he stretched out next to her. Little Ulrik, as she liked to call his cock, pressed against her hip. She wiggled closer, rubbed against him. His hands slipped over her curves. He tugged on her nipples, cupped her breasts, tickled her ribs making her giggle until his fingers found her core. He marked her as she squirmed beneath his fingers. He pinched, tugged, and rubbed her clit.

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