Chapter Seven #2
“I don’t know.” A shiver ripped down her spine as he strummed his fingers along her folds. “Perhaps I needed someone who knows me, know my body to really make me fly.”
“Or perhaps those men you take as lovers are only in it for their pleasure. Sometimes being restrained forces you to concentrate only on yours.”
She sucked in a breath. Was that what she needed all along? “And you think you’re the man who can do that?”
“Haven’t I always?” Then the cheeky man rubbed his fingertips over her button, and her world began to fracture. He hauled her close against his body, so close that his engorged shaft pressed into hip. “Shatter for me, Hannah. Let yourself scream. There is no one to hear you except me.”
Knowing she was beyond rescue and knowing that there was no one who knew how to play her body like the captain, Hannah relaxed her boundaries as well as the walls she usually threw up around herself.
Already primed from his prior teasing and the restraints as well as what he’d done to her last night, it took very little effort for her to fall over the edge.
Or rather Buckthorne tossed her from a tall height where she tumbled through layers upon layers of blissful pleasure that made reality disappear for a little while.
Eventually, his chuckle filtered through her consciousness. “In the event you wondered, I am not done with you tonight, but that scream was magnificent.”
She hadn’t even been aware she’d made any noise. When he moved away from her, she uttered a pathetic whimper. “What are you doing?” Residual trembles moved through her form, for that had been a stunning way to spend.
“Loosening these chains.”
When she assumed he’d let her go, he merely manipulated the chains until her feet were placed firmly on the wooden plank flooring, but after he anchored the chains once more, he returned behind her, forcing her to slightly bend at the waist with her arms out in front of her while she fought again for footing as he encouraged her legs apart with a knee.
“Was that release authentic or was it performative? I suspect you put on a show for your clients, and I also suspect you don’t hit bliss nearly as often as you want me to believe.
” As he spoke, he moved his hands to her hips, held them, and his breath warmed her back.
The head of his shaft rested at her opening.
How could he possibly know that? In shock, she glanced over her shoulder at him. “It was real, same as last night. You’ve always had that effect on me.”
“Good.” Before she could say anything further, his grip on her hips tightened. Then he took full advantage of the situation by shoving into her from behind, and he didn’t stop until he was fully embedded within her body.
“Oh, God.” Heated sensation flooded her being, and the sensation of being full assailed her. “Don’t do this, Bucktorne.” Yet she remained conflicted, both wanting this coupling and not. It would further complicate… everything.
“Ha.” The dratted man slipped a hand around her hip to once more find the ultra-sensitized button at her center, and she nearly went over again. “You started this odyssey. The least you can do is see it through.”
“To where?” The scrape of his coarse hair against her skin, the way her breasts swung with each little movement, his fingers at her nubbin all worked to see her undone.
“We shall find that out together.”
Seconds later, he pulled out of her passage only to slam back inside.
Their moans blended together. She grabbed the chains with her hands as he claimed her body with short, hard thrusts that had the power to lift her off her feet.
The way he worked her over, the command with which he penetrated her, the fast, frantic rhythm he set had her once again drowning in a sea of sensation that he created.
It took very little time for her to break. In fact, it was inevitable, and she had no chance against him. Still, when the wave of pleasure plowed into her, she wasn’t ready. A scream welled in her throat, and when it released into the air, it was long and keening.
“Evan!” Good heavens, this release was transformative and exactly what she needed in that moment.
It was almost as if she was coming alive again since losing her child, since the day he walked out of her life.
Bands of contractions rocked her body, and while she was lost, he found his own release, ground himself against her as his shaft jerked inside.
“Damn, I’d forgotten how good fucking you feels,” he whispered, and exhaustion threaded through his voice. Then, he withdrew, and she immediately mourned the loss of that connection.
“We did this last night.” Yet this coupling was so much better, in every conceivable way.
“I wasn’t at my best then.”
The sound of chains clanking assaulted her ears, and when her arms were able to relax, Hannah almost fainted with fatigue, but the captain was there, freeing her wrists from the manacles and keeping her upright as she shook from both reaction and the chill in the cabin.
When he brought her across the floor then urged her onto the bunk, she assumed he’d leave her there, but he surprised her when he laid next to her, stretched out alongside her body with an arm slung casually across her hips.
“I don’t want you entertaining clients anymore.”
She glanced at him from her position on her back and he on his side facing her, and she snorted as her body relaxed into a drowsy state.
“That is how I make my living to pay my staff, to do other things within society like support a charity or two. Anonymously of course, but I do have responsibilities.”
“Do not worry; I will take care of you.”
Surprise filtered into her passion-flooded brain. “How?”
“I’m not exactly destitute.” He nodded with a grin. “I’ve made a fortune during my privateer years and saved most of my payments from when I was in the Navy.”
For the second time tonight, she was rendered speechless. Finally, she shook her head. “Why would you do this?”
Nothing except honesty reflected in his eyes. “I want you as my mistress.”
Hannah frowned. “Again, why?”
“You understand me like no one else does. Not even my friends at the club.” Slowly, he eased his palm up her side, that the rougher skin of his calluses sent tiny ripples of renewed arousal through her veins. “Also, I need your help if I’m to claim my title from my brother.”
“Mmm.” What he said was interesting, for she did feel that connection between them, that renewed connection, and even though she didn’t want it, she oddly craved it.
She’d spoken the truth when she’d said her living had grown stale.
Seeing three men a week had become dull and no longer excited her, but Buckthorne did.
And though being with him made her remember the sad times, she also could see her baby’s face when she looked at him, and that was worth keeping him in her life a little bit longer.
“We shall talk about it in the morning. My body and brain are knackered at the moment.”
“I trust you were satisfied with that session?” When she pushed at his shoulder, he chuckled, and it rang with smugness. “Fair enough.” He left the bunk and went searching for his breeches.
“By the by, you still don’t have the right to order me about. We are different people now than we were ten years ago.” And this time ‘round, she’d guard her heart more fiercely.
“Not that different, I suspect.” Evan grunted as he yanked on the breeches.
“Sleep. Tomorrow is another day, after all, and I’d like to think there is a renewed reason to keep fighting our personal demons.
” He gave her a wink. “I know you have them; I can see them deep in your eyes. Perhaps in time you’ll share? ”
“I…” She shook her head. “I don’t know.” Was she strong enough to go through that pain again by telling him? Yet the guilt because she hadn’t continued to prey on her. “Do you plan to hold me hostage?”
He shrugged. “If I need to. There are provisions in the basket should you find yourself hungry or thirsty.”
Awareness of him rippled over her skin. “May I leave?”
At the double doors, he turned and glanced at her again. “You can, but you have no clothes, so unless you wish to find a hackney on the docks nude…” Then he left, and the sound of the doors closing and a key turning in a lock echoed in her soul.
Damn you, Evan. Why did you drag me back into all of this?