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There were drawers underneath the bed and a small table and chair to the left. There was even a chest to the side on which sat her bag.
    One thing was sure, this dress was damned uncomfortable. She scratched at the seams along her ribs. No wonder courtesans didn’t wear these dresses for too long. She itched to take it off. Of course, it wouldn’t itch if her chemise would have fit underneath, but that was neither here nor there, was it?
    Hmm…should she keep it on and wait for the captain to show up? This didn’t seem like his room, but surely he would check on her? The thought flitted across her mind to strip, but her nakedness hadn’t tempted him overmuch. Besides, she didn’t want to be nude and have some other pirate come in.
    Wait, she stopped her thoughts. She was looking to be ruined, right? Any man could do the deed. Only…
    She shook her head. That may have been true a couple of hours ago, but now that she’d seen El Angel , felt his touch, she couldn’t imagine being with anyone else. Her mind played over the scenes she’d read about in the naughty book and she inserted El Angel into those roles. How delicious!
    Immediately her nipples tightened and her pussy grew wet. Her nerves were already sensitive from the way the pirate captain had touched her, had spoken to her. It wouldn’t take much for her to go over. Between remembering his touch and putting him in her daydreams, she’d find relief in no time.
    She checked the door and found no bolt on the inside, yet when she tried to open it, it wouldn’t budge. She rapped her palm on the door, afraid it was stuck. She heard the slide of a key before the door swung open so fast it almost hit her head.
    “You be needin’ something, milady?” the man asked. He was dressed like the other crew member she’d seen—dark, tight breeches, long boots and a loose-fitting shirt. He wasn’t as handsome as the captain, but he wasn’t as homely as the one who’d led her here, either.
    “It seems my door is stuck.”
    “No, miss. The captain’s orders are for you to be locked in your cabin.”
    “For how long?”
    “Until we dock. Within a week at least.”
    “You cannot mean to keep me here that long.”
    “The captain may come to let you out for dinner and to take a walk about the deck if you’d like, but I’ve rarely seen a lady want to leave the cabin. Oh, you’re to know that there’s a bar for you to close the door from the inside if you want. No one will bother you here, and the captain wants to make sure you know that.”
    She stared at him, speechless. He must have taken her silence as agreement because he nodded his head, then shut and locked the door once more. Now Elise could see the little bar. Above the handle was a small rectangular piece of wood nailed into the wall. She tested it, and although tight, it slid over to rest on a small peg sticking out of the door. A tiny barrier. She rolled her eyes. With the lock outside, if a man wanted to get in here, this little bar wouldn’t hold anyone from getting in.
    But…she eyed the bed across the room, it may be enough of a deterrent for her not to be caught by some random crew member.
    She practically ran to the bed, eager to ease the ache in her body. As she did, she pulled the pins from her hair and let the long locks fall down her back and over her shoulders. She sighed, massaging her scalp, and made herself a promise that with her freedom—which she’d gain by ruination one way or another—she’d never wear her hair up if she could help it. The tight coifs every day made her head hurt.
    With another sigh, she lay on the bed, welcoming the surprising softness. She really wanted to remove the dress, but she wasn’t sure how long she’d have here alone. Instead, she rucked the skirts up to her waist and shifted the neckline across her chest to free her nipples.
    Touching her body was not a new experience to Elise, but every time she gave into the wicked treat, she gloried in the bliss