Her Very Strict Captain by Carpenter, Maggie (best book club books of all time TXT) 📗

“I wasn’t, and there are other ways to motivate good behavior besides slapping my ass,” she continued, lightly trailing her fingertips over his rigid penis.

“You’re insatiable. What am I going to do with you?”

“Stop asking silly questions and fuck my brains out.”

Though it had been just a thought, the words had spilled from her lips.

But she didn’t care.

It was the truth.

She couldn’t get enough of him.

“You asked for it,” he grunted, pushing her on her back and resting his weight on top of her.

“Scott, you’re crushing me.”

“If I was crushing you, you wouldn’t be able to breathe let alone speak.”

“Then you’re almost crushing me.”

“Uh-huh.”

Suddenly diving his lips against her neck, he sucked in her skin like a ravenous vampire. Tantalizing sensations rippled through her limbs, and his heaviness made any movement impossible.

“You’re all mine now,” he growled, breathing the words in her ear. “I can do whatever I want… and I will.”

Pushing her legs apart with his own, he raised himself up just enough to slide his fingers into her sex.

“Already wet. You’re one horny little girl.”

She was about to tell him no man had set her on fire like he did, and his power and control made her come alive, but she didn’t get the chance. Abruptly plunging inside her and sliding his hands under her bottom, he clasped her cheeks and dropped his lips on hers, tonguing her mouth as he pumped.

His steel rod slammed in and out of her passage, brushing against her clit with every thrust, shooting sparks through her pussy. Within minutes his passionate attack was hurtling her into an orgasm, but suddenly slowing, he broke from his fervent kiss and lifted his head. “No, not yet. It’s way too soon.”

Gasping for air and her climax threatening, she stared up at him with pleading eyes. “You m-made your p-point,” she stammered breathlessly. “Please don’t stop.”

“And that point is?”

“What you said.”

He frowned. “Repeat it.”

“I’m all yours, and you can do whatever you want… and you will.”

“I said you were a fast learner,” he remarked with a wicked grin. “Buckle up, sweetheart.”

Abruptly moving off her body and kneeling up, he grabbed her ankles, raised her legs in the air, and vigorously thrust forward. Her surprised squeal abruptly changed to a cry.

“You’re filling me. I’ve never felt—”

But plunging inside her a second time and cutting her off, he fervently pumped without pause until she reached the brink, then slowed down for several long seconds. Repeating the pattern, he kept her on the edge, building her up then making her wait.

“Please, Scott, please let me come,” she begged. “Please, I can’t stand it.”

“What was it you said about motivating good behavior?” he murmured, leisurely sliding his cock in and out.

“I’ll be so, so good.”

Grinning, he pulled out, brought her legs down, and deftly flipped her over. She was still trying to catch her breath when he clasped her hips and yanked her into his pelvis.

“Behaving,” he began, driving back inside her, “means you’ll follow my orders and be honest with me.”

“Yes, Captain, I promise I will.”

“You’ve got a really cute ass,” he continued, landing several hot slaps eliciting loud yelps. “I’ll be keeping it red to help you remember that promise, and when I tell you to crawl over my lap, you’ll pull your panties down and do it. Is that clear?”

“Ooh, yes, please let me come?” she pleaded, his threat feeding the onset of her climax.

“Give me your orgasm right now!”

But she was already lost in the exploding, shimmering, endless spasms flooding every part of her being.

* * *

As Elizabeth shuddered through the powerful orgasm, Scott tightened his hold on her hips and surrendered to his, groaning loudly as the crackling convulsions swept through his body. Sucking in a long, deep, satisfied breath, he slipped out and padded slowly into the bathroom. Moments later, sliding back between the sheets, he found her barely conscious.

“Scott,” she murmured groggily, her eyes half-closed. “I need to ask you something, two things, actually.”

“Go ahead, then we’re both going to sleep.”

“Uh… you weren’t wearing a condom.”

He chuckled. “Sure I was, and that wasn’t a question.”

“I didn’t see you put one on.”

“That’s because I was already wearing it when I joined you.”

“How did you know I’d want to have sex?”

“Next question,” he replied, pulling her into his arms.

“No, no, not until you answer that one.”

He paused. “You did, didn’t you?”

“Well, yeah, but—”

“End of discussion. Next question,” he repeated.

“Have we reached the island?”

“Yep, I dropped anchor, that’s why I came down.”

“Don’t we have to go ashore?”

“We don’t have to do anything—well—except sleep. We’ll head to the beach in the morning.”

“Thank God,” she said, letting out a breath. “I can’t move.”

Surrendering to a yawn and moving an arm around her, he closed his eyes and began to drift off, thinking how perfectly she fit against his body.

* * *

The Shady Shack had been a waste of Dan’s time. Frustrated as he’d climbed into his rental car, he’d decided to drive back to Red Hook, hoping a search of the catamaran might prove more fruitful. If the captain had been harboring Elizabeth there might be proof she’d been on board. Now sitting at an elevated vantage point, he checked his watch.

12:42 a.m.

The expensive timepiece was something he had to wear.

It had been given to him by his boss, and often felt like a handcuff.

Lifting his night vision binoculars, he scanned the marina.

Not a soul in sight.

Leaving his car and stretching his cramped limbs, he popped the trunk, retrieved his small evidence case, pulled on a pair of latex gloves, and moved swiftly from the parking lot and marched down the dock. Reaching the boat, he cautiously climbed on board and approached the door to the salon. Unlocking it in seconds, he stepped inside and pulled out his small, powerful flashlight.

It was risky.

The beam would be seen if anyone walked past.

Less likely to be noticed below deck, he decided to check the sleeping quarters. Finding his way down to the cabins,