The Pirate's Voyage
It is the morning of pirate Nancy Black's wedding day, and as much as she is looking forward to marrying Rufus, her thoughts keep returning to the Briar Rose, the ship she had hoped one day to captain. Her childhood sweetheart Heath, whom she loves and hates in equal measure is about to sail from Bermuda in command of the Rose, but he has one surprise left for her. 10,000 word erotic romance More
It is the morning of pirate Nancy Black's wedding day, and as much as she is looking forward to marrying Rufus, her thoughts keep returning to the Briar Rose, the ship she had hoped one day to captain. Her childhood sweetheart Heath, whom she loves and hates in equal measure is about to sail from Bermuda in command of the Rose, but he has one surprise left for her that may yet derail all her plans.
Advisory: This 10,500-word erotic romance is the sixth and last in the Briar Rose series. Contains explicit sexual material and is not suitable for under-18s.
"Thank you, Rufus," I whispered, rising on to the tip of my toes and kissing him. His stubbly face felt rough under my lips and I could feel the ardor rising within me as my lips opened to let his tongue enter my mouth.
"Why Nancy, you are making me blush," he teased. "We have already taken our pleasure this morning and now we must wait until our wedding night, lest we cause all kind of commotion here on the dock."
I glanced around, flushing, as the crowd looked on, jeering in the good-humored ribaldry you often find in dock areas. I guess the sight of a woman in britches was an unusual enough thing to see, let alone one who kissed so passionately at this time of morning.
The water of the dock was deep and clear and I could see my reflection staring back at me from its depths, hardly broken by the faint breeze. I could see that my cheeks were flushed and my dark eyes sparkled with mischief. If I had a good catch in Rufus, I reasoned, then he also had one in me.
Rufus registered the interest we had aroused, and grinned good-naturedly, forestalling the ribbing.
"Be happy for us, strangers!" he urged. "For today I am to be wed to this fine woman, and a happier man you will not find anywhere in the Indies."
The sounds of cheering and clapping followed us as we proceeded along the street. The aroma of spiced food being cooked and sold by the street sellers would normally have made me feel hungry, but the knowledge of the momentous event that was about to happen in my life had taken away my appetite.
"Tonight, we shall eat and drink well," I promised Rufus. "Once I have tasted all the delights you have to offer me. I only hope that we will be able to procure our marriage license at this short notice."