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"Maybe I could," Jim shrugged, raising an eyebrow. "I do think you underestimate my self-control at times."

It was true he rarely ever stopped himself when it came to Mary, but then that was because he knew he didn't have to, and that she wanted him just as badly as wanted did her each time.

"Doubtful," Mary responded. "I'm irresistible to you."

Of course, the opposite was true as well. She might not be able to contain herself if she saw him pleasuring himself. Though to be fair, she found it very arousing to watch him do that.

Jim laughed at her words, loud and openly, shifting a little to look properly at her.

"Oh, my God! You are unbelievable," he pinched her side playfully, evidently not meaning that word in a bad way. In fact it was obvious he was teasing her about it. "Who's being cocky now?"

"I believe you've rubbed off on me, Jim." She grinned, laughing and swatting his hand when he pinched her. "Although I have always been somewhat vain. I would rather blame you though. You seduced a poor widow and made her a pirate's mistress."

Not that she had resisted much. Mary was hooked after their first time and Jim had done a lot to lessen any shame she may have felt about it.

"Well, I do often rub off on you in a myriad of ways," he teased, grinning even as he tried to feign a tone of offense at the accusation that followed. "Me? Lies and slander. You were eyeing me as much as I was eyeing you, and I didn't have a cleavage nearly as captivating as yours."

Mary rolled her eyes at his bawdy joke. She should have known that he would go there.

"Oh was I? Perhaps I was worried that as a ruthless pirate you were going to stab me or worse. I had no idea that my cleavage was captivating. My breasts aren't incredibly big."

Jim looked down briefly, looking almost serious if not for the way he cupped one of her breasts, hand moving as if examining it attentively.

"... yes, I guess they're not all that big, but... they're pretty," he leaned in and tipped his head down to lap his tongue across her nipple. "And very fun to play with."

She couldn't help but crack up at the way he grabbed her breasts and examined them. "I'm glad they meet with your approval, Jim."

It felt good to lay next to him and laugh. He made her so happy even when they were just being silly. Mary's eyes met his. "Are you spent or do you want me again?"

"As you very well should," he said almost seriously, failing to completely hide his grin. "I'm very thorough and demanding about these things."

Finally letting go of her breasts, he shifted a little and kissed her cheek, then her neck, burrowing his face into it with a sigh. "Later, yes. I could use some rest now."

Mary laughed softly and ran her hands up and down his back. "I've tired you out, then?" His stamina was very impressive, but he was only human. Most men got a bit tired after just one orgasm. At least Jim could go for two easily.

She curled up next to him and pulled the blanket up and around their bodies. "I love you."

He bit lightly at her neck, playful more than anything. "Don't test me, woman. I could just as easily go for a third round."

Well, not as easily, especially with how much he'd had to drink before, but still. For now, though, he was all too happy to lie in her arms, curled in close to her warmth, closing his eyes and relaxing against her as she tucked the blanket up to cover them both. "Love you too, Mary."

"But you'd rather sleep?" Mary tsked at him, but she was teasing of course. Honestly, she was tired too after what they had been through that night. At least at the end of it, they had confirmed that they only wanted to be with each other, regardless of the risks.

Mary was living in the moment, and at the moment, she was the happiest she had ever been. She laid her head on his chest and closed her eyes.

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