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was still cool from the ocean, his touch light, cupping
her pliant flesh. Jenna sat, letting him begin to stroke her, her
lashes lowered demurely. “It is only afternoon,” she reminded him,
but did not resist in any way.
“So firm and perfect, your skin is like silk, and your breasts not
too large, but full and voluptuous,” he murmured, circling her
nipple gently, his nostrils flaring slightly. “I cannot make love to
you now. I know that. For one thing, both the earl and Reeves
would have my head if I did not guard you properly and I cannot
do that when I am taking my pleasure inside you. Talk about
distractions, I cannot think of a bigger one.” His smile was wry,
but there was heavy arousal in his eyes. “However, my knife and
spear are at hand as we sit here and I can see the whole beach, so
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let me touch you.”
It was enjoyable, she had to admit. Her breasts were very
sensitive she had discovered, and easily responded to his caresses,
which despite his youth, felt deft and practiced. Charles brought
one breast and then other to taut neediness. Her head fell back as
she allowed the possession of his hand, the breeze straying across
her heated face. Out in the open, in full sunlight, she felt a little
wicked, but then again, there was no one to see them, Jonathan and
Anthony having gone into the jungle on some errand.
“Lie back,” Charles told her with a knowing smile. “I can
finish this for you, Jenna.”
“Finish it?” She blinked, only aware of how her body had
become tight, almost ready to beg him to go ahead and take her.
“Make you climax,” he explained huskily. “And I cannot wait
to see it. Lie back and lift your knees, then let them fall apart.”
Heedless of the sand that would get in her hair and all over her
back, she complied without shame. His hand left her breasts and he
pulled the hem of her shift up to bare her from the waist down. She
put her feet on the warm sand, opening herself so he could touch
her wet cleft. Still propped on one elbow, he caressed dampness
and need and she let out a gasp, closing her eyes against the
shimmering sunlight, the only part of her world the ache between
her thighs.
One finger found her opening, sliding in, rubbing the tightness
inside as she clenched against the carnal exploration. It felt
wonderful but wasn’t enough and she lifted her hips in supplicant
request.
“More? My lady is greedy.” Charles laughed lightly and
slipped in another finger, the dual penetration exquisite. He began
to imitate the act of sexual consummation with his hand, pushing
deep inside her vagina with his long fingers, and pulling out again.
The pressure of his thumb on the bud that seemed to seep fluids
with each stroke brought her higher, until Jenna arched in sharp
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55
acute pleasurable release, her hands picking up fistfuls of sand. Her
low cry echoed out over the rippling water. With her passage in
spasms around his invading fingers, she held them inside her as she
trembled with the sheer pleasure of it, the world faded…and then
came slowly back into focus.
His hand still between her legs, his fingers gentle as he lightly
stroked her inner walls, Charles smiled mischievously at her,
looking both supremely male and boyish at the same time.
“Tonight,” he said, a husky note in his voice, “is going to be
delightful.”
* * * *
A few clouds scuttled overhead, but otherwise there was
nothing but stars and the huge, fast moving sea. More alert than
ever, Jonathan waited. They’d had trouble the past two nights with
a beast of some sort, probably the jungle cat from the other
morning. It had discovered the scraps of fish bones and other
discarded bits from their meals, even though they had carefully
buried them to keep scavengers away. Digging up the debris, the
animal had obviously decided the free food to its liking, for it
prowled the vegetation near the hut despite
her pliant flesh. Jenna sat, letting him begin to stroke her, her
lashes lowered demurely. “It is only afternoon,” she reminded him,
but did not resist in any way.
“So firm and perfect, your skin is like silk, and your breasts not
too large, but full and voluptuous,” he murmured, circling her
nipple gently, his nostrils flaring slightly. “I cannot make love to
you now. I know that. For one thing, both the earl and Reeves
would have my head if I did not guard you properly and I cannot
do that when I am taking my pleasure inside you. Talk about
distractions, I cannot think of a bigger one.” His smile was wry,
but there was heavy arousal in his eyes. “However, my knife and
spear are at hand as we sit here and I can see the whole beach, so
54
Emma Wildes
let me touch you.”
It was enjoyable, she had to admit. Her breasts were very
sensitive she had discovered, and easily responded to his caresses,
which despite his youth, felt deft and practiced. Charles brought
one breast and then other to taut neediness. Her head fell back as
she allowed the possession of his hand, the breeze straying across
her heated face. Out in the open, in full sunlight, she felt a little
wicked, but then again, there was no one to see them, Jonathan and
Anthony having gone into the jungle on some errand.
“Lie back,” Charles told her with a knowing smile. “I can
finish this for you, Jenna.”
“Finish it?” She blinked, only aware of how her body had
become tight, almost ready to beg him to go ahead and take her.
“Make you climax,” he explained huskily. “And I cannot wait
to see it. Lie back and lift your knees, then let them fall apart.”
Heedless of the sand that would get in her hair and all over her
back, she complied without shame. His hand left her breasts and he
pulled the hem of her shift up to bare her from the waist down. She
put her feet on the warm sand, opening herself so he could touch
her wet cleft. Still propped on one elbow, he caressed dampness
and need and she let out a gasp, closing her eyes against the
shimmering sunlight, the only part of her world the ache between
her thighs.
One finger found her opening, sliding in, rubbing the tightness
inside as she clenched against the carnal exploration. It felt
wonderful but wasn’t enough and she lifted her hips in supplicant
request.
“More? My lady is greedy.” Charles laughed lightly and
slipped in another finger, the dual penetration exquisite. He began
to imitate the act of sexual consummation with his hand, pushing
deep inside her vagina with his long fingers, and pulling out again.
The pressure of his thumb on the bud that seemed to seep fluids
with each stroke brought her higher, until Jenna arched in sharp
Savage Shores
55
acute pleasurable release, her hands picking up fistfuls of sand. Her
low cry echoed out over the rippling water. With her passage in
spasms around his invading fingers, she held them inside her as she
trembled with the sheer pleasure of it, the world faded…and then
came slowly back into focus.
His hand still between her legs, his fingers gentle as he lightly
stroked her inner walls, Charles smiled mischievously at her,
looking both supremely male and boyish at the same time.
“Tonight,” he said, a husky note in his voice, “is going to be
delightful.”
* * * *
A few clouds scuttled overhead, but otherwise there was
nothing but stars and the huge, fast moving sea. More alert than
ever, Jonathan waited. They’d had trouble the past two nights with
a beast of some sort, probably the jungle cat from the other
morning. It had discovered the scraps of fish bones and other
discarded bits from their meals, even though they had carefully
buried them to keep scavengers away. Digging up the debris, the
animal had obviously decided the free food to its liking, for it
prowled the vegetation near the hut despite
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