“More, love?” he asked and slapped the back of her thigh. Her gasp was loud but she stayed, maybe even tried to widen her stance. “So beautiful,” Devin said then started raining hard, deliberate spanks to the back of her thighs. Mia gasped, hissed, and moaned through all of it. Any time she slipped out of place she worked her way back into it and lifted for him. Still it wasn’t quite enough to get her there. Reaching under her, he worked his fingers to her clit and pinched as his hand dropped a few rather harsh blows. A moment more of the actions and Mia came hard, screaming out and struggling to catch her breath. He could tell too that not being able to do anything with her hands was causing her some distress and that seemed to heighten her pleasure. Much like the blindfold did, ropes robbed her of a sense of control and Mia responded to the lossmagnificently.

“Captain?” Miacalled.

Devin made a point to sigh loudly then shove her off his lap. “Captain? Captain? After what I just gave you, you give me captain?” He helped adjust her around so she knelt between his legs, then he opened his pants and watched desire rise in hereyes.

“I beg pardon, sir,” Mia purred. “Perhaps I can make it up toyou?”

“Perhaps,” Devin said removing his hard cock and holding it there for her to see. He saw her lick her lips and the act caused a heat to pulse through him. “What might you do, naughty littlewench?”

“Whore,” Mia corrected and he could see it was what she wanted at themoment.

“Naughty whore. What might my own naughty whore do to make up such a lack of appreciation for all I do for her?” She licked her lips again and leaned forward. “Ah-ah,” he teased. “Asknicely.”

“Please. Devin,” Mia asked wistfully, holding back on saying his name until he thought he’d die if he didn’t hear it on herlips.

“So perfect, whatever you are, whatever you do. Always perfect at it,” Devin said then held his cock so she could wrap her lips around it and find a way to suck it without using herhands.

Devin left Mia do as she pleased until he could take it no longer and he needed to feel himself inside her. He stood, stepping over and behind her then lifting her so her upper body rested on the bench. It only took enough time to get her skirts out of the way to enter her as deeply as he could. Taking a grip on the small bit of rope between her wrists he used that to pull her back on him. Unable to leverage herself, Mia was dependent on him to take them both to port. He brought Mia in first and followed her quickly with a force that weakened his knees and left him breathless. He wrapped his arms around her waist, pulled her back against him then sat down, his prick still throbbing insideher.

“Devin?” Mia called thengiggled.

“Aye?” He sucked in another calmingbreath.

“I’m still tied,” she said, giggled again, then wiggled herhands.

“Because I’m not done with you, my naughty pirate,” he said as he again rolled her face down over his lap. “I’m not done in any way,” he said, then spent most of the rest of the night showing her how very much not done with her hewas.

As the sun brightened the horizon, Devin was completely sure rope would become a regular part of how he entertained hiswife.

* * *

“Devin?”Mia called as she stepped into the room and finally looked up from the papers in her hands. “Oh, beg pardon, Captain,” she amended when she noted that Devin and his officers sat mingling with that Huffington flunkey, Captain Jones, and several of theladies.

They’d been taking turns crossing ships the last several days and Mia was beginning to select which she’d toss overboard first. At least tonight the simpering females weren’t hanging all over her husband. Then of course Lady Rose Filmore wasn’t with this group. Stupid woman seemed to think it was kind of sign, or fate, that a ship namedIron Rose, had come to her rescue. She’d used her turn on the ship to try and put her hooks in Devin. Clinging to him and clutching him like she was going to be sent hurtling overboard with every sway of the ship. Mia ground her teeth and kept busy with any chore she could chase the crew from. If she’d been free even one minute, it wouldn’t have been the sea hurtling that woman over and she’d not go over without an anchor round her pretty littleneck.

“Mrs. Winthrop,” Devin called, standing as did his officers. She didn’t garner the same respect from the other gentlemen though they gave a half-hearted attempt. “Do you finally joinus?”

“Here, Mrs. Winthrop, come sit here,” Mr. Brinks said moving behind his chair which happened to be next to a plump woman of perhaps middle age. “I’m sure Lady Nulls would love to tell you about her lovely, unmarrieddaughter.”

Mia bit her tongue when Devin turned an icy stare on the officer. In the presence of society, he demanded all his crew, especially his officers, show nothing but the best gentlemen the Royal Navy had to offer. The poor man. Mia was compelled to save him. “It’s a bit closed quarters but I can sit a spell. Thank you, Mr. Brinks, for the use for the use of yourchair.”

“You’re quite welcome Mrs. Winthrop,” Brinks said escaping to the other side of the room as the men resumed talk of incoming and outgoing governors as well as the rising industry of travel forpleasure.

“So tell us, Lady Nulls, is your daughter finished schooling?” Mia startedpolitely.

“Pish posh,” one of the other women spoke up. “No one wants to hear about her cow of a child. No, tell us what it’s like living on board this ship, with all thesemen.”

Mia sat back a moment, doubting anyone one else was listening, especially Devin. Mia told them, “Daunting, such work. I mean men. You understand. They’re good only for a few things.” The women around her twittered and snickered. “At least though, I’ve been placed on a ship with the very best men in the navy.” Again, the women snickered andchortled.

“Oh come, tellus.”

“Yes, tellus.”

And with that Mia proceeded to expound on the better qualities of the crew of theIron Roseand she was sure to see that the ladies left ship completely scandalized. She knew she’d been caught though near parting when something she said made Lady Nulls gasp and swoon. She recovered without aid of salts, but shortly thereafter the men called it a night and Mia, arm in arm with Devin, saw them off theship.

“Were you being naughty, Mrs. Winthrop?” Devin asked as they walked back to theirquarters.

“They made it so easy,” Mia said with ayawn.