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Chapter 1
Portsmouth, England 1827
With a heavy sighMia Winthrop lifted her hand and jerked at the ribbons of her bonnet. Tossing the hat aside she reached for the fastenings of her cloak. “Mr. Hong?” she called out and tried reaching the buttons of the dress herself. “Mr. Hong?” panic edged her voice. She was running out of time to get this right. TheIron Rosewould dock in a little more than an hour. Every sailor on board dressed to the nines. The ship itself was freshly painted and polished. But Mia looked a mess. Hearing a sound at the door and without looking she said, “Mr. Hong, please hurry. I can’t wear this. Help mechange.”
“I still don’t understand that language, Mia.” Mia spun around at the sound of Captain Devin Winthrop’s voice. The man was Adonis in his best uniform, cut to fit his lean and muscledform.
“I thought you were Hong Chin, I need to change,” Mia said, trying to reach the buttons at herback.
“Change? Mia, you look beautiful and…” He gestured around the cabin to the eleven other dresses Mia already tried on that morning. “What might you have left to try on?” Her husband crossed the cabin to her. “You’re beautiful and what you have on is perfect.” He reached out and straightened the velvet bow tied under her breasts. Maybe the brush of his knuckle was an accident, but given how his eyes shone she didn’t thinkso.
“You have to say that,” she pouted as she stepped into histouch.
He chuckled. “I do, but I don’t have to lie about it like other men.” He lifted his fingers to the swell of her tits at the top of her neckline. “You’reperfect.”
“For a pirate or a wife?” She tipped her head to the side and closed her eyes as his fingers drifted up her neck, then aroundit.
“Aye, a perfect pirate wife,” he said then drew her closer as he bent to kiss herlips.
It was a brief act, but Mia felt it warm her and when she stepped closer to Devin she felt what it did to him. “Have we any time at all, Captain?” she asked. “I need to undress and change into something that won’t embarrassyou.”
“I beg your pardon?” Devin snapped back. “What did yousay?”
“I don’t want to be an embarrassment. This is your homecoming and I—” the wind was knocked out of her when Devin set his foot on the bench and yanked her over his knee. “Devin no,” she cried as his palm landed hard in the center of herass.
“What did you say, Mia?” he asked, even as he bent and pulled the hem of her skirts clear up her back. “Say it to meagain.”
“Captain, please. I want this to be well done. I don’t want to embarrass… ow!” she cried out when his palm smacked downagain.
“Try again, Mia mine,” he said and rubbed his hand over the spot he juststruck.
“Devin,” she sighed and tried to clench her thighstogether.
“Tell me Mia,” he ordered as he scratched his fingers down the back of her left leg then up the inside and down the inside right and back up the back of the same. “Tellme.”
“Devin,” Mia called again and gave up trying to hide the fact she was wet and ready for him. “Please?” she begged as she lay draped upside down over histhigh.
His hand landed again, jolting her, and sending a rippling ache through her. “I expect an answer, pirate,” he said and again rubbed her asssoftly.
“Captain, please I need to change and…” It was always a balance with her husband. She could push enough that he’d give her only what she wanted. A pain that led to pleasure. Or she could push too much and receive real pain. Real pain is what followed when Devin leaned forward and lifted the batten from the wall hook, snapping it down on herass.
Mia screeched and tried to wiggle down, but Devin held her over his knee. “Devin? Thathurt.”
“Did it? It was meant to. Now tell me again what you should’ve said.” He didn’t sound all too angry, though he often didn’t when he made the decision her acts required aproperspanking. “I’m waiting, Mia,” he threatened and backed that by using the wood slat to rub herass.
She wasn’t quite ready to give up, but she might get what she wanted faster and time was short. “I meant to say that I want to make this the best homecoming for you. I want to make you proud. This dress won’t dothat.”
“Way to find a headwind, pirate,” Devin said with a laugh, and Mia heard the slat hit the bench right before his hand cracked down. The powerful surge pushed her a little higher. “Spread your legs, Mia. Show me how you like me to dothis.”
“Devin.” She loved and hated when he made her do these things. But she knew love floated because she always did them. She shifted her hips and spread her legs as wide as shecould.
“Look at you. So beautiful,” he said, placing a finger between her folds and drawing it up to her ass then down to the throbbing nub that waited for what she knew came next. “My little pirate, what is it you like again? This?” He gently rubbed her clit and Mia shivered as she tried to push down on his finger. “No, that’s not it at all. Was it this?” he asked, and gave the swelling bud a flick. Again, it wasn’t enough to push as high as she needed, but it was too much she couldn’t comedown.
“Captain, please,” she begged, and reached out to find something to hold. His hip and the leg she was over was all she found. “Please,Captain.”
“Say my name, Mia.” His fingers flicked at her a little harder and he reached over her back then under his own leg with his other hand. Pushing through the material. “Say my name, be a goodwife.”
“Devin,” she released his name on a long sigh and waited. A few heartbeats and she felt him chuckle right before his left fingers pinched down and his right shoved well up into her channel. Mia cried out, clenched down and let Devin work her until the currents pulled her under. She cried out, held on, and rode thewave.
