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cockpit when the stewardess opened the door and jumped right onto the pilots lap."
    "My God. What happened?"
    "Well, Hambone, being Hambone, thought it would be immensely amusing to sharpen his nails on the pilot's… landing gear."
    Zanita started laughing. "You're making this up!"
    He grinned, shaking his head. "Wish I were. When we finally landed, and it was not a smooth landing, believe me, we were told in no uncertain terms that we were no longer welcome to fly the friendly skies."
    Zanita giggled.
    Tyber bent down and nuzzled the back of her neck. "Would it surprise you if I told you I want to make love to you before we go down to dinner?"
    "No."
    "Oh."
    "I know you too well, Tyberius Augustus Evans. Remember the Marble Manor Inn? We no sooner got into the room and saw that golden marble floor in the bathroom…"
    "True." His breath feathered down the side of her neck, sending tingles along the sensitive skin.
    His hand brushed down the front of her body, just grazing the tips of her breasts as he leaned into her with his hips and rocked. There was no mistaking the swelling in the front of his jeans—nor the pressure of it—as he rubbed against her, all the while nibbling tiny kisses on her throat.
    Zanita was wearing one of the long Indian dresses she preferred lately. The soft, gauzy material traveled well.
    Apparently it crushed well, too, as Tyber gathered a handful of the material in his fist and easily lifted the back of her loose dress. His other hand skillfully slipped her panties down her legs. After that she heard the distinct rasp of his zipper.
    "What do you think you are doing?" she asked dryly.
    "Tai chi," was the flippant response. He bit the back of her neck.
    "You can't! We're facing the window! Someone will see us!"
    "Maybe. Maybe not." A very hot tongue licked the side of her throat in a slow tasting. "It is dark out there and we are facing the back, but I suppose if someone was walking out there…"
    His tongue dipped under the back neckline of her dress as his hands came around to her front. Under cover of the fabric, he cupped her breasts. The pads of his thumbs scraped across her nipples, flicking them instantly into two swollen nubs.
    Zanita swallowed. The Captain was taking the helm. Part one of the attack. But what if someone saw them? "Tyber, are you crazy? We—" The hard length of him slid coaxingly over her bottom like a brush of satin-coated steel. "Ohhhh…"
    Instinctively she stood on tiptoe.
    Then blushed when she realized what she was doing.
    The man was turning her into a textbook case of Pavlovian response! A brush of his lips and she opened her mouth. A low growl from him and she was purring. This was not good. Pirates never have inhibitions. She started to squirm.
    "Shhh… just keep the front of your dress down and no one will be the wiser." He smiled wickedly against the skin of her throat. "Lean forward for me, baby."
    "Wh-what?" He positioned her forward himself. She sucked in her breath as she felt him slide between the backs of her thighs.
    He captured her small hand in his and brought it down to the front of her dress where he let it skim across the juncture of her thighs. The supple material rustled over her and him. The velvet tip of him was between her legs. Zanita sucked in her breath.
    "Did you say you wanted spontaneity, baby?" His white teeth nipped her shoulder. Then the rogue teased her by flexing snugly against her curls. Spontaneously.
    "I'm sure no one will be expecting us to do this."
    It took a moment for Zanita to digest what he was saying. "Doc, you can't be serious—"
    "Mmmm-hmmm. Think of it as cause and affect."
    "Isn't that cause and effect?"
    "Nope. I cause…" He sank solidly into her from behind. Zanita cried out. Something between surprise and ecstasy. "… You affect."
    "I can't believe you're doing this!" She wiggled on him.
    "Why not?" He flexed firmly inside her.
    "Because…" She stopped for a moment. Was that a light flickering in the