distraction he didn't need.
A beautiful tempting distraction.
The object had been to collect his sister and return to port immediately Instea d , now he'd agreed to spend two days at Somerset, so that they could come to an agreement over Victoria's assets in England.
Conor McDougall, her new husband, seemed to be a man of honor, as he'd requested that Jamie remain the sole administrator of Victoria's fortune. The Scot vowed that his sister would want for nothing . T hey'd be relocating to their own nearby home soon.
Caily n . Seeing her again pushed away all his resolve. When the beauty rushed to see him, his stomach had flipped. Him, Captain Westcott – the infamous Red Pirate – felt a lurching in his gut when he saw her. He shook his head. She was definitely dangerous, and to be kept at a distance.
All throughout the evening meal, he'd been able to maintain a conversation with the laird, Victori a , or her husband, Conor. Barely any words were exchanged between him and Cailyn. Although he had to admit, his gaze did constantly go to her.
Breathtaking in a deep blue gown, her matching cobalt eyes met his several times. The exposure brought by her dark hair pinned u p , and the low cut of her gown, made him painfully har d . The entire time, his cock had throbbed uncomfortably against the fabric of his breeches.
Now as he lay alone in the dark, he considered attempting to find her. To have her one last time.
Jamie slid his palm down past his stomach to press against his hardened length. It was already proving to be a test of endurance for him.
His door cracked open and Jamie reached for the dirk beneath his pillow. He pretended to sleep, watching under his lashes to see who entered.
"Jamie?" Cailyn whispered and took a tentative step inside. "Are you awake?"
If they weren't in her brother's home, he'd have slammed her against the doorway and taken her then and ther e . Instead, he turned to his side and lifted up to his elbow. "I must ask you again if your intent is to get me killed."
The door closed without sound and she moved closer. When she stepped into a ray of moonlight, Jamie lost his breath. Her sheer gown left very little to his imagination. Soft curves were outlined down to her long, lithe legs. "I --I am not sure why I came, I couldn 't sleep knowing you are here."
Torn, Jamie could only stare , transfixed.
Cailyn shrugged. "Well, I suppose it's best I return to my chambers. I apologize to have disturbed you."
He bounded from the bed and took her around the waist, his mouth instantly over hers. Even if the price of having her was death, he became powerless to allow her to leave. Slow and precise, he pressed kisses along her jaw line, down to her throat.
Cailyn moaned and her head fell back, while her hands slid up his back . S he drew her fingers through his hair in encouragement. He yanked her ni ghtgown over her shoulders, tossing it to the floor and cupped her breasts with both hands. His lips' descent continued, and he did not stop until he pulled her tight nipple into his mouth.
From one to the other, he continued to taste her breasts with eyes closed. He'd memorize each moment for the long, lonely months at sea. Every touch, stroke and kiss would be committed to memory to keep him company in the solitude to come.
"Jamie," she hissed, when he cupped her tight, round ass and pulled her into his stone-hardened cock. "I want you."
He kissed her until she clung to his shoulders, and then stepped away to undress.
Her regard of his jetting member made him harder. "As you can clearly see, I'm very much in need of you as well ." Jamie moved to her and picked her up.
As soon as they fell into the bed, he took her mouth again. Cailyn's hips lifted up to grind against him, and he fought not to take her. Her nails trailed down his back to grab at his derrière, and he bucked forwar d , the tip of his cock at her entrance.
"Open wider for me," he instructed. Cailyn was too tight for him to chance
A beautiful tempting distraction.
The object had been to collect his sister and return to port immediately Instea d , now he'd agreed to spend two days at Somerset, so that they could come to an agreement over Victoria's assets in England.
Conor McDougall, her new husband, seemed to be a man of honor, as he'd requested that Jamie remain the sole administrator of Victoria's fortune. The Scot vowed that his sister would want for nothing . T hey'd be relocating to their own nearby home soon.
Caily n . Seeing her again pushed away all his resolve. When the beauty rushed to see him, his stomach had flipped. Him, Captain Westcott – the infamous Red Pirate – felt a lurching in his gut when he saw her. He shook his head. She was definitely dangerous, and to be kept at a distance.
All throughout the evening meal, he'd been able to maintain a conversation with the laird, Victori a , or her husband, Conor. Barely any words were exchanged between him and Cailyn. Although he had to admit, his gaze did constantly go to her.
Breathtaking in a deep blue gown, her matching cobalt eyes met his several times. The exposure brought by her dark hair pinned u p , and the low cut of her gown, made him painfully har d . The entire time, his cock had throbbed uncomfortably against the fabric of his breeches.
Now as he lay alone in the dark, he considered attempting to find her. To have her one last time.
Jamie slid his palm down past his stomach to press against his hardened length. It was already proving to be a test of endurance for him.
His door cracked open and Jamie reached for the dirk beneath his pillow. He pretended to sleep, watching under his lashes to see who entered.
"Jamie?" Cailyn whispered and took a tentative step inside. "Are you awake?"
If they weren't in her brother's home, he'd have slammed her against the doorway and taken her then and ther e . Instead, he turned to his side and lifted up to his elbow. "I must ask you again if your intent is to get me killed."
The door closed without sound and she moved closer. When she stepped into a ray of moonlight, Jamie lost his breath. Her sheer gown left very little to his imagination. Soft curves were outlined down to her long, lithe legs. "I --I am not sure why I came, I couldn 't sleep knowing you are here."
Torn, Jamie could only stare , transfixed.
Cailyn shrugged. "Well, I suppose it's best I return to my chambers. I apologize to have disturbed you."
He bounded from the bed and took her around the waist, his mouth instantly over hers. Even if the price of having her was death, he became powerless to allow her to leave. Slow and precise, he pressed kisses along her jaw line, down to her throat.
Cailyn moaned and her head fell back, while her hands slid up his back . S he drew her fingers through his hair in encouragement. He yanked her ni ghtgown over her shoulders, tossing it to the floor and cupped her breasts with both hands. His lips' descent continued, and he did not stop until he pulled her tight nipple into his mouth.
From one to the other, he continued to taste her breasts with eyes closed. He'd memorize each moment for the long, lonely months at sea. Every touch, stroke and kiss would be committed to memory to keep him company in the solitude to come.
"Jamie," she hissed, when he cupped her tight, round ass and pulled her into his stone-hardened cock. "I want you."
He kissed her until she clung to his shoulders, and then stepped away to undress.
Her regard of his jetting member made him harder. "As you can clearly see, I'm very much in need of you as well ." Jamie moved to her and picked her up.
As soon as they fell into the bed, he took her mouth again. Cailyn's hips lifted up to grind against him, and he fought not to take her. Her nails trailed down his back to grab at his derrière, and he bucked forwar d , the tip of his cock at her entrance.
"Open wider for me," he instructed. Cailyn was too tight for him to chance
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