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hand over her mouth to silence the gales of laughter that had been welling inside. She could not believe it had been so easy to manipulate him. His expression, when she climbed off his body, had been so forlorn it looked hilariously comical. He was even more malleable than she had dared hope. She guessed that before the end of the week she would have Roderick eating out of the palm of her hand – or for that matter, anywhere else she chose.
    Her plan to get rid of Emily had worked splendidly so far. It had gone far better than she had expected. Tempers between Roderick and Emily had been fraught from day one of the holiday. The theft of Emily’s handbag had been the final straw and Judy had only to stand back and watch her plans come to fruition.
    After the argument she had travelled with Roderick and deftly guided him on the swiftest route away from the village. On the return journey, she had warned him about driving too fast and suggested the occasional ‘detour’ that would hasten their arrival.
    They returned six hours after leaving and Judy had not been surprised to discover that her rival was gone.
    ‘And it’s all thanks to you,’ she said, walking over to the handbag on her bedside cabinet. She glanced at Emily’s initials, monogrammed in silver on the clasp. Her lip curled into a sneer and she snatched the bag open. Without bothering to look at them, Judy tipped the contents into the waste-bin at the side of her bed. She glanced at the rubbish, noting the passport and foreign currency that lay there. Reaching into the bin, she pulled out a half-used pack of cigarettes and a gold-plated cigarette lighter. Then she dropped the handbag on top of the rubbish.
    Lighting one of the smokes, she lay back on the bed and inhaled deeply. As her fingers toyed idly with the lips of her pussy, she lay back and blew tiny smoke circles towards the ceiling. Waves of pleasure began to emanate from her clitoris and she smiled happily. Things were working out just perfectly.

Two
     
    Things happened in such a whirl that Emily was left dizzy and terrified. Captain Wilde appeared in the main hatch, a thunderous expression darkening his face. He still held his wicked-looking cane and his black shorts bulged with the swell of his erection. Emily stared apprehensively at him. A flock of butterflies began to flap their wings in the pit of her stomach.
    ‘Who the fuck is she?’ he demanded.
    Laura, the statuesque blonde, shrugged. ‘I have no idea. She speaks English.’
    He grunted humourless laughter. ‘She would. Hold this.’ He passed his cane to the woman and reached down for Emily. ‘You’re coming with me,’ he told her firmly. Ignoring her cries of protest, Captain Wilde dragged Emily away from the pilothouse and towards the main deck.
    ‘Stop,’ she hissed. ‘Don’t. You can’t do this to me.’
    Effortlessly, he picked her up and carried her over his shoulder. He did this so casually she felt like nothing more than a rag doll in his arms. Beating his back with her fists and kicking her legs wildly in the black night, she cursed and screamed angrily for him to put her down.
    He laughed darkly, untroubled by her insults.
    ‘You can’t do this to me, you bastard,’ Emily sobbed, striking her hands against his broad muscular shoulders. ‘You can’t do this to me.’
    ‘You’re a stowaway aboard my vessel,’ he growled softly. ‘I can do whatever I fucking want.’ With a whisper of dark merriment he added, ‘Would you like to stop hitting my back before you hurt me? I’ve already decided to punish you. You don’t want to make it worse for yourself by upsetting me.’
    His words were spoken so calmly that Emily felt chilled by the subtle threat. Five minutes ago she had watched this man beat a woman’s bare arse, striking blow after blow with careless disregard for her feelings. As she watched, she had wondered how exciting it would feel to endure such an episode. Now, on the brink of finding out, she