A Very Naval Affair (Regina #2)

By Lotte Larsen

Our ship would dock soon. I decided to make amends with Captain Clemens and let him seduce me. Ouch. Seemed he thought rum, sodomy and the lash were highlights of the navy. And so did his crew. They even put on a nightly floor show. Oh, my word! My last days with my girl Lucretia were going to be exciting indeed.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Lotte Larsen
• Release date: Aug 15, 2015
• ISBN: 9781311088758

Lotte Larsen

Lotte Larsen is a Swedish-Canadian who lives in Toronto, Ontario. She hopes you have as much fun reading her smutty little pulps as she has writing them.

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HotSwedishMen: Regina #2

A VERY NAVAL AFFAIR

Lotte Larsen

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Table of Contents

One: Lucretia

Two: Clemens

Three: Lucretia

Four: Janek

Five: A Ship Full of Perverts

Six: Floor Show

Seven: Clemens

Eight: Sammy

Nine: Leave Taking

One: Lucretia

I had my sexy Hong Kong princess girlfriend tied to the bed on her back with her legs spread wide open, awaiting my latest attempt to fit my hand up her cunny. She was slim and petite; I was a big redheaded Scottish lass from Vancouver. It was clear her pussy was going to lose this contest but she insisted that I keep trying.

If a baby can come out, your hand can fit in, Lucretia said, pouting.

I sat beside her on the bed while I lubed up my right hand. That statement is wrong in so many ways I'm just going to ignore it.

All my other girlfriends fisted me, Regina.

"All being how many?"

Lucretia stretched like a cat, twisting the scarf that bound her wrists to the iron bedframe. Oh, four hundred at least. I lost count.

Really? Fast work for a girl who'd been in a strict religious school until she was eighteen. Or maybe that was the cause. She was twenty-seven now, four years younger than me, so that worked out to be a bit more than one woman every week. Totally unbelievable. Where did you meet these ladies?

Clubs. Bars. Public transit. Alleys.

Are you sure they weren't prostitutes.

Well, if they were they didn't charge me, she answered smugly.

A month ago, I was ecstatically studying mosses on Baffin Island, way up north in the Canadian Arctic. I was finally using my botany degree, my fantastic husband Greg had just gotten his medical degree and we were going to start living the Arctic adventure we'd planned for so long. That was until Greg had decided getting me to breed his young was more important than our dreams. The betrayal was still shocking. Then this Danish cruise ship had showed up on the beach and Clemens the hunky captain had invited me onboard and into his cabin. I'd had sex with a lot of people on the ship since then but not with Clemens; I didn't keep my gratitude between my legs.

Lucretia kicked me with her heels. Are you going to do it or not?

Don't whine, missy. Tell me honestly if it hurts, okay?

There's two surgeons on board. It's alright if you tear me a bit.

No, it was not. I sighed. Lucretia, why do you like pain so much?

"Because the nuns at school caned us.