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cheeks heated. His eyes flared with heat as he moved over her with predatory motions. She was his captive, and they both knew it.
    “Ah, I see. You want to play captured lady and pirate rogue.” He grinned and she could’ve sworn his eyes gleamed in the semi-darkness of the grotto. He looked around for a moment as if considering his options. “The setting is perfect, don’t you think? I’ve taken you prisoner and we’re hiding out in the lee of some Caribbean island. I like the way your mind works, my dear.”
    “Well it is rather…tropical in here.”
    “And you’ve read a good many pirate books, haven’t you?” He winked at her. “I’ll have to investigate some of those tomes. Purely for research purposes, you understand.”
    She laughed. “I’d be delighted to assist with your…uh…research.” He swooped in to nibble on her neck playfully, then retreated with an abruptness that left her gasping.
    Atticus stood and offered her a hand up from the lounge chair. She followed where he led, more than willing to let him guide her in this secret fantasy.
    He tugged her into his arms and looked down into her eyes, suddenly serious. “I’ll spend the rest of my days fulfilling all of your fantasies, my love, as you’ve already fulfilled mine, just by existing and being here with me.”
    “You say the sweetest things, Atticus.” She stood on tiptoe to place a gentle kiss on his lips.
    When she pulled back, he bent and scooped her into his arms, carrying her toward the lush foliage surrounding the well-camouflaged pool. He made a beeline for a young palm tree that had numerous vines growing around it.
    “You’re my captive, milady,” he said as he dumped her onto her feet and placed her back to the tree. He tugged one of the vines free and used it to tie her hands behind her back around the tree. “In short, you’re mine. Best get used to it.”
    Leaning back, it wasn’t uncomfortable. The tree supported her and the vines were strong, but soft against her skin. A few quick tugs told her it wouldn’t be easy to get out of the bindings. The vines were stronger than they looked.
    Atticus backed off slightly, surveying her. She was wearing a lightweight cotton dress that was like many she owned. This one had buttons down the front, all the way to the hem.
    “A real pirate would tear that pretty dress off your luscious young body,” Atticus mused. “But we haven’t any spare female clothing aboard and I don’t like my men lusting after what’s mine. They’ll do that enough just having you here. No need to make it worse by having you traipse around naked.”
    He was getting into this role and Lissa found it easy to believe he might’ve once been a pirate. As the thought flashed across her mind, she saw a tall ship in his thoughts.
    “You were a pirate!”
    “You’ll soon discover that once a pirate, my dear…” he winked at her and tugged at the bodice of her dress, “…always a pirate.”
    He made short work of her dress, unbuttoning it completely and pushing it down her shoulders to tangle on her bound arms. She wore a bra and panties beneath. The bra had a front closure, so it followed the dress, sliding down her arms and getting stuck about halfway to bunch between her shoulders and the tree. The panties, he slid down her legs, kneeling before her as he lifted first one foot and then the other to remove them completely. With a devilish grin, he tucked the pink satin into his pocket, and remained on his knees before her.
    Lissa shifted on her feet, uncertain. He had that pirate gleam in his eyes again.
    “Atticus?”
    “You’re to call me captain, wench!”
    Lissa jumped at the steel edge in his voice. He was staring at her crotch. When she noted the direction of his interest, he licked his lips, making her squirm. Reaching out, he slid one hand between her thighs, coaxing them apart. That hand rose up the inside of her thigh, tickling, teasing, tantalizing, until it reached the soft curls