Ducking my head, I tipped her chin up to mine. “Tell me, Maggie,” I whispered, “would I be taking good care of you if I asked for a kiss good night?”
She tipped her chin up higher. Then her silky lips met mine in the most beautiful kiss. Her precious mouth was soft as a cloud. The nervous hitch in her breath made my hips tighten with desire.
But I certainly could not think about that now. My hand ran down her back to cup her behind for a moment, then ran down the top of her thigh. The sensation of her figure trembling with desire against me was almost more than a man could take.
Now was not the time to think of more, yet just the thought sent my pulse ablaze, as my hands gripped her tighter. Maggie’s entire body was pressed firmly to mine, the slight roll of the ship swaying us together.
Her lips parted, and I took full advantage, exploring her sweet mouth with mine until I heard a tiny whimper.
“Quiet, sweet one.”
“Sorry,” she whispered, and I could hear the naughty little grin in her voice.
I kissed across her forehead, then tucked her snugly against my chest. “Wake me if you need anything at all, my girl.”
Again, I felt a tiny tremble run through her.
She liked being called my girl. That thought did something very strange to the center of my chest. It honestly felt like my heart was growing. Opening. Shifting around to make more room for Maggie in my world.
That was definitely something I’d have to spend more time straightening out. Now that I’d had a wee taste of this beautiful girl, I couldn’t imagine living in a world without her.
~ Cha pter 9 ~ Maggie ~
* Icy Hot Night *
My body and my mind had never felt so connected. The sensation of being so well cared for was still completely new to me. I felt like a bud that wasn’t quite ready to flower, but soon.
I could feel quite plainly that the Captain wasn’t just holding me for warmth. The way those great hands traveled slowly up and down my back were more than comfort. They were causing strange tingles in strange, previously unexplored places.
I’d heard a bit about sex from my school friends in hushed giggles, but it had never particularly interested me. I was fascinated by the connection of two people in a situation more like this. Complete closeness.
I just didn’t think that it would happen with three other men in the room.
Even though we were so close together, there was no chance of anything really happening beyond snuggling, which was a slight relief. If things were to take their natural course and progress, they should probably happen slowly.
The wind picked up as we rocked gently, the soft snores of the other men filling the small room.
As the Captain’s hand dipped lower, caressing my backside and legs, I thought to myself that so many things had happened in such quick succession that I really didn’t have any references anymore.
My life had been spun topsy turvy.
For half a second, I wondered if my brothers were sorry for what they’d done when they realized I was missing. No, they were likely glad to be rid of me. As a woman, I was a waste of food.
Let’s see how they liked cooking their own meals now, without me to teach them, or show them how to save money on food. They’d likely be broke within a week.
I nearly giggled against the Captain’s chest.
Then an odd thought formed.
“Captain?”
“Yes?” His voice rumbled right against me.
“Does…does anyone ever call you anything other than Captain?”
His wandering hands stopped moving for a second, then I felt, more than heard, his deep chuckle. “You’re right, Maggie. The crew must call me Captain. It’s a matter of protocol aboard the vessel.”
He ducked his chin, catching me with a slow, smoky kiss that took my breath away. “But when we’re alone, you may call me Levi.”