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“Might you need to be anchored, Captain? Docked, perhaps?” His chuckling almost toppledher.

“Seems your shroud might need tightening you keep listing port,” he said and lifted her backcenter.

“My ballast might be off in this choppy water. Perhaps you might rebalance me?” She drew her knees up on either side and back enough so his cock sat, awaiting entrance. “Permission to comeaboard?”

“Granted,” Devin said, then hissed as his shaft was taken into the hot, wet hold. “Save me, Mia,” he groaned when she’d seated herself on him as fully as she could. “How are you like this?” He’d done nothing at all as foreplay, yet his wife was ready and willing to take himagain.

“I was dreaming of you, us,” she said pushing up and planting her hands on his chest so she had enough leverage to push down and pull off at will. “Was dreaming we were on a ship, just us, on deck with the sun shining warm, and we were doing this.” She lifted slowly then eased down until the time it took to return to his place deep within her became torture. “The wind, the spray,” she hummed and lifted again. “All it took was the waves to rockus.”

He set his hands at her hips and helped her, but letting her set the pace. And she kept it slow and steady, every movement carried her along the full length of his shaft. Looking down where their bodies joined, Devin watched the way his cock sank in then came topside again. He didn’t think two people were ever so perfectly made to fit as they were. His eyes lifted to the soft swaying of her breasts, rolling forward then slipping back with the roll and pitch of her movements. A small tilt of his head and he could see her face. Her eyes closed, showing a bit of strain as she tried to sail herself towards thepleasure.

He might want to spend what hours left of this night they had doing this, but he wanted more to see Mia’s face, hear her gasps, sighs and cries when she found rapture. He took a firmer hold on her hips. “Let me captain this, pirate,” he told her and lifted her up as he flexed hiships.

“Aye, Captain… Devin,” she called and adjusted to his taking the helm and taking them steadilyforward.

“Mia mine,” Devin whispered then set into the steady lift and drop of his and his wife’s bodies. Mia wasn’t long before she began clamping down on his shaft. Trying to again direct course. And while he set pace, her action increased hispleasures.

“Devin,” she gasped out then strained against the movements. “Devin, please. I’m notready.”

“I’m captain, Mia. Come. Stop dragging anchor.Come.”

“Devin,” she called and tried to lift up so he couldn’t reach her so deeply. “A littlemore.”

“Greedy, plundering pirate,” he teased but kept up the pace and the duration of every stroke. “Come Mia, come give me your pleasure.” She needed to because he was about to share his withher.

“Please, make it last,” shebegged.

“There’s always more. Take it Mia. Take it now,” he said his voice turning a little sharp. That was all it took. Mia arched back, gasped and cried out. Her juices flowing down his shaft adding to the ease at which he thrust into her the last time before his release filled her. Mia dropped down over him like a sail cut free of the rigging drops to cover the deck. She covered him with her warm body sending a second wave of ecstasy pounding throughhim.

“Want me Devin,” Mia said when they’d both takenair.

“Need you, Mia,” he countered and felt her lips curl into asmile.

“Don’t deny me again,” shecommanded.

“Aye, aye captain,” he teased before tucking her close and pulling the covers overthem.

Chapter 21

“Mia, I said no,”Devin snapped, grabbing his jacket from Mr.Hong.

“Devin,” Miawhined.

“Do I need to find a batten?” he warned and watched Mia frown athim.

“I’ll fetch you one from the docks when I go,” she sassedhim.

He had to take a slow breath not to laugh. “Mia you’re not going to the docks today. None of your ships are in port and all the papers from the office were delivered here yesterday. Stayhome.”

“Devin,” she shouted and stomped her foot. She was quick to realize what she’d done, but not quick enough to dodge his hand as he took hold of her arm turned her, delivering two firm smacks to herbackside.

“Don’t stomp your foot at me, Mia,” he remindedher.

“Sorry Captain,” she sulked as she rubbed the area of her stern where each blow landed. It wasn’t enough disapproval to dissuade her of her want to go down to the docks in the unusually cold weather. “Please?” she whinedmore.

“No,” he stated emphatically. “Mutiny on the matter Mia, and we’ll be talking with Doctor Crane about applying a paddle to your stern.” Her only response was the sticking out of her bottom lip. She’d become an expert pouter in the last week and he had much to learn about staying on course when she damaged his rudder with her sulks. “Very well, I might be late tonight,” he said stepping forward and kissing her cheek before taking his overcoat from Mr. Hong and pulling open the door. “See to her, Mr.Hong.”

“Oh good, Hong know make Mia happy,” the man said and waved at Devin as he climbed into the carriage and headed towards the academy. Devin rather hoped he knew how to make Mia happy, because by the time he arrived home he knew he’d be the one making her, if not unhappy, than at least regretful for heractions.

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