Page 47 of Captain's Companion

“Just a dozen,” Ulrik said. “I can do that in an hour.”

“Is that a challenge,” she asked.

The twinkle in her eyes drew him nearer. “I’ll pass any challenge you want to throw at me,” he said drawing her nearer.

“Keep little Ulrik in your pants,” she said stepping away from him. “At least for three minutes.”

“Little Ulrik wants inside the Passageway to Heaven,” Ulrik said.

“Is that a reference to my vagina,” she asked laughing.

“It’s what it feels like when I’m inside you,” Ulrik said.

Giggling, she said, “Okay. I can go with that. Now if you’re on a quest to enter the Passageway to Heaven, you better close your eyes.”

“Will the obstacles be large,” Ulrik said cupping her breasts.

“Hands, buster,” Gwyn said even as she felt heat ripple from her breasts straight to her Passageway to Heaven. “Eyes closed and follow instructions or no Passageway to Heaven.”

It was an empty threat but Ulrik loved the playfulness, so he straightened up, dropped his hands, and closed his eyes. “Yes, mistress of all things,” he said.

His deep voice, soft and sexy did things to Gwyn. She wanted to tackle him right there, but she took a deep breath and took his hand. “Follow me,” she said.

“Through all the levels of hell if I have to,” Ulrik murmured.

Gwyn couldn’t resist. She leaned into him, swiped her lips across his, as she pressed her body against him. “You might regret saying that,” she said.

Leading him, she stepped through the door to the bedroom. She led him to bed and ordered, “Lay down. Don’t open your eyes.”

“Yes mistress,” he said smiling. He lay down on the bed. Without the sight of her, he discovered he liked the playfulness and didn’t feel the compulsion to pleasure her. He wanted to see what she had in store for him next. Well not see but experience it.

“Put your hands above your head,” she ordered. Brushing against him, she waited for him to comply. He did but, in the process, he brushed against her breasts. “You’ll be punished for that.”

“Yes, mistress,” he said again. He never liked restraints or role playing but with Gwyn he did.

Gwyn swept her hands down his body, pinching his nipples. He groaned. Gwyn felt powerful, felt his groan deep in her core. She wanted to make him beg and demand from her. Lowering her mouth, she watched his face as her tongue swiped around his nipple. He smiled with the soft caress. Using her teeth, she tugged his nipple, stretching it.

“Stars,” he growled.

“Will you behave,” she asked softly.

He knew the right answer was yes, but he wanted to see what she did if he refused. “I cannot resist touching you,” he said squirming to get closer to her.

She withdrew, leaving him feeling bereft without her body next to his. “If you won’t behave, I’ll have to punish you more,” she said. Her hands moved across his chest, her lips followed them. He felt her tongue tease his other nipple and expected a bite but instead her hand slid inside his sleep pants to grip his cock. In one quick motion, she slipped something cold down the length of his cock.

“What the,” he sputtered opening his eyes.

“Close your eyes,” she demanded blocking his view. “Should I get a blindfold?”

“No,” he said. He stared into her eyes, saw her uncertainty. He’d go with it for now. “I’ll take my punishment.”

Her grin brought a zip of pleasure to him and little Ulrik got harder, which brought a slightly painful but pleasurable sensation to him. Closing his eyes, he let her torment him more.

“Good,” Gwyn said her nipples hardened with each of his submissions. Swiping her tongue around his nipple, she tugged and heard him moan. She sucked in his nipple and tugged. Each time he moaned, she repeated her motions. Little Ulrik strained against the material of his sleep pants. He pushed his hips up.

“Lay still,” Gwyn ordered after she swallowed. She wanted him pushing into her. She wanted his hard thick cock deep in her Passageway to Heaven.

Ulrik growled but slowly lowered his hips. He strained against the restraints and felt heat rush through him. “Gwyn,” he ground out her name.

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