Taken by Pirates

I wondered whether he would catch up my skirts again, but this time his fingers trailed along my neck, tracing along my décolletage, then dipping into the front of my dress. The feeling of his hand caressing my breast made me almost forget how to breathe.

“Clementine was right,” he said in that dark, soft rumble, “I’ve never met a girl who was fit to come here. Who I felt right about introducing to my one family member.”

Forcing myself to breathe, I whispered, “That means a lot to me.”

His middle finger slowly traced around my nipple, making my hips shiver.

I wanted him. Needed him. A deep, sensual ache between my legs was begging for relief. I needed another one of those magical explosions, but this time, with both of us naked in his bed.

Wicked, naughty thoughts flew in circles around my mind until I was nearly breathless.

“I love you, Maggie,” Levi whispered, staring into my eyes. “I want you at my side, forever. But if there is ever danger, I will send you here to be with Clementine, then come for you as soon as I can.”

I nodded, but he continued.

“It’s the only way I can feel right about this,” he said, as his fingers slowly glided to my other breast, caressing me softly until I moaned aloud.

“It’s not proper to take such a lovely young girl and put her in harm’s way. Knowing that you understand will allow me to keep you safe. Does that make sense?”

I nodded as my hands wrapped into the back of his shaggy hair. “I love you too, Levi. I want to stay with you.”

“That’s my girl,” he smiled, before kissing me almost roughly. I could feel the hunger surging through his body as his hips pressed against mine.

His other hand dropped to my backside, pulling me close. “The things I’m going to do to you as soon as the time is right, my lovely lass,” he practically growled.

“Tonight,” I pleaded.

His chuckle rang out through the garden. “Good things are worth the wait,” he smiled. “I’m not rushing you, Maggie. We will know when the time is right.”

To my absolute shock, I gripped his shoulders, jumping up to wrap my legs around his waist.

“Hell’s teeth,” he muttered. I swear he may have nearly blushed against his tanned skin as he carried me quickly to the side of the house. Pressing my back against the wall, I could feel his thick bulge grinding straight into the gusset of my knickers.

That was exactly where I needed him. It felt as though I were starving, and the only thing that would stop this hunger was to have him take me completely.

“I want you so badly, Maggie,” he growled against my lips. “I’ll ask you again tonight, but if it’s what you truly want, I am your humble servant.”

I’m not sure why that made me laugh. His eyelids fell half closed as he ground into me again, making us both shiver with lust.

He loved me. This impossibly wonderful man loved me. And apparently I was the cause of his desperate feeling of urgency, and the low growl in his throat.

My mind was swimming with something I’d never felt before. Power. I was capable of making this incredible man feel so much.

His fingers pinched my nipple gently as I moaned against his lips.

“Your little noises drive me mad,” he murmured. “Let me hear more.”

That strong hand moved to the other side, pinching my tight peak harder until I could barely choke back my squeal.

“Yes,” I moaned. “Oh, Levi...”

Our bodies rocked together as I felt tremors between my legs. The feeling of emptiness was so strong, almost a dull ache. How could a body actually ache for another? Yet it was true. I needed so much more.

Just as I was wondering how far we could go right here in the back garden, I heard the window above us slide open.

Instantly my feet hit the ground as we both pulled my dress back into place.

“Levi?” Clementine called out.