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

unable to see his face, and she wanted to describe him to the constable if she was able to escape.

She dared to look over her shoulder.

To her dismay, the only light came from a small lamp in the corner of the room, and his long hair hung around his face, shielding his features.

But something glinting in the amber glow snatched her attention.

She caught her breath.

He held a short, fat blade.

She watched, terrified, as he slipped it beneath the waist of her pantaloons. Deftly flicking his wrist, he sliced through the cord holding them up. Chuckling as he swiftly returned the knife to its sheath, he gripped the thin fabric and ripped it apart, exposing her naked charms. Mortified and humiliated, she dropped her head and covered her face with her hands.

“Already pink, but I’ll tan it red and you’ll learn to behave,” he declared, roughly squeezing her fleshy cheeks, then clutching a fistful of her long locks and jerking her head up, he added, “Tonight we begin our voyage of pleasure.”

“Our pleasure?” she whimpered. “I see nor feel any pleasure in this.”

“You will, my little wench, but first you must learn your place.”

Abruptly releasing her hair, his flattened palm rained hot slaps on her bare behind.

“I’ll do what you say,” she howled as he delivered stinging blow after stinging blow. “I will, I promise. Ooh, please, Captain, please, no more. I promise to—”

“Making promises is easy,” he grunted, cutting her off but continuing to blast his rough hand from cheek to cheek. “Keeping them, that’s the trick,” he continued, whisking his palm across the sensitive area at the top of her thighs. “I’ll be smacking this ass often and hard, that’s my promise, one that will never be broken. You will learn to obey me, little wench.”

“Yes, Captain, yes, yes,” she pleaded breathlessly. “Please, no more.”

He paused, grunted, then grasped her scalded skin.

“When we’re at sea, you will be quiet on deck. You will keep your words to yourself.”

“At s-sea?” she stammered “You’re t-taking me t-to s-sea?”

“We sail at first light. You will keep your words to yourself,” he repeated. “Is that clear?”

“Yes, Captain,” she mewled, shocked and terrified.

She’d heard stories of girls being swooped off the docks by sailors from passing ships, but this man was no ordinary sailor. He claimed to be a captain. Did captains do such things?

“Spread your legs.”

Though her face burned with a hot fresh flush, she reluctantly did as he demanded.

“Your body betrays you,” he growled, sliding his finger into her womanhood. “You’re wet and open. Soon you will be begging for my cock.”

Cringing as he began rubbing her clit, the familiar need rose up through her body. She’d felt it before and knew what it was, but she’d never experienced the mysterious, thrilling moment her friends would boast about.

The strange, delicious sensation began to take hold.

A moan escaped her lips.

“That’s good,” he muttered, increasing the vigor of his lewd massage.

Hating herself for responding, but loving the feelings firing through her sex, she couldn’t help but sink into his lap and spread herself wider.

“Ah, yes, my little wench is learning about pleasure. Give into it. Do as I say. Give in.”

His command strangely spurring her on, she gasped and wriggled, chasing his touch as her need grew urgent.

“Ah, she is growing closer,” he breathed. “Now you are ready for my rod.”

Swiftly moving her off his lap, he bent her over the bed and placed himself at her entrance.

“Beg,” he growled. “How much does my little wench want me?”

“Please, Captain, please put it inside me?” she pleaded, simultaneously horrified and desperate to feel him slide into her slick, empty passage.

“Put it inside? I’ll do more than put it inside,” he exclaimed, abruptly plunging forward. “I’ll fuck you slow and hard and make you scream.”

Never had a man said such depraved words, nor entered her so boldly, but as he thrust, her mind went blank.

She wanted more.

Needed more.

Craved more.

She bucked back, but grasping her hips, he held her still and continued the measured, powerful pumping.

“Please, Captain, please go faster.”

He answered with a hot slap. “You’re my little wench. I’ll fuck you as I please,” he grunted, landing another stinging blow. “When you are truly begging, then I will ram my rod inside you and you will cry with joy.”

Bolting upright, her heart thundering in her chest, Elizabeth stared around the cabin. The dream had been so real, and her pussy craved attention. Pushing her hand into her shorts, she rubbed herself furiously, doing her best to stifle her cries as the powerful orgasmic waves shuddered through her body…

* * *

Finishing his call with Jack, Scott set the table for dinner, prepared the boat for departure, then moved down to Elizabeth’s cabin and tapped on the door. Receiving no response, he knocked a little louder.

“Come in.”

Stepping inside, he wasn’t surprised to find her stretched out on the bed.

“Hi,” she mumbled, slowly sitting up. “Sorry, I drifted off.”

Her face was flushed, and she looked half-asleep.

“Are you okay?”

“Yes, fine, I just had a weird dream. What’s happening?”

“You didn’t hear all that?” he asked, amazed she could have slept through the angry confrontation with Dan.

“Uh, no, I didn’t hear anything. I was listening to my iPod and dozed off.”

“Understandable.”

“So, uh, what did I miss?”

“That asshole detective came back.”

“No!” she breathed, her eyes widening. “What did he want?”

“When I picked up dinner I left something behind, and the waitress brought it over. He must have been listening at the door and thought I was talking to you. He burst in threatening to arrest you. When he saw Mandy he couldn’t leave fast enough.”

“Holy crap, this is terrible!” she exclaimed, her voice rising in panic. “He’ll come back, I know he will. He’ll search every boat and hotel on this island a thousand times until he finds me.”

“Take a breath. He can’t do that even if he wanted to, he doesn’t have the authority, but regardless, we can’t stay here.”

“We’re leaving?”

“As soon as my friend gets here to help me