CHAPTER 4

JENNER

“Captain,” I whisper, breathless. “What are you—”

“Couldn’t sleep.” His mouth brushes my ear, his voice a dark rumble. “Not with you moaning for every man on my ship.”

Heat floods my cheeks. “You watched?”

His grin is sharp, wicked. “I always watch. You think I’d let them touch what’s mine without my eyes on you?”

My pulse kicks hard. “I’m not yours.”

He presses closer, cock hard against my ass, grinding slow, deliberate. “Then ...