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{WARNING: Contains material that may offend some readers}
One stormy night, Becky's home is burgalarized. After she hears the thieves shoot her parents and her brother, and they go after her, she flees from the house terrified for her life. Her only escape is to take the boat out to sea. Only she heads right into the eye of the storm.
Lucien Moore has escaped from a broken relationship and the madness of business and city life. He bought the island he lives on and became a recluse. Every day he scours the beaches for debris tossed overboard from yachts and pleasure boats. When he finds a near naked young woman washed up on the beach, he thinks she's dead at first, but she's not. He takes her back to his cottage and cleans her up. He thinks she's quite young.
When Becky wakes up she finds herself in a strange bed. When she meets Lucien for the first time, she's shocked that she was saved by a wild looking man, yet this wild man is incredibly handsome. She mourns the loss of her parents, her brother. The last thing she remembers seeing are the flames that devoured her parental home. A deep fear has settled within her to return to the mainland. She finds out that Lucien has no boat, that he has to wait for his supplies to be delivered every six months, and he has no way of communicating with the mainland. She also doesn't tell him her real age but leaves him with the impression that she's very young.
Lucien fights his growing attraction for the seductive sea orphan he found on the beach. Finally he gives in to temptation and has to fight with his conscious about making love to such a young woman. But life interferes. The happiness and love he's longed for so long escapes him when Becky suddenly disappears. Customer Ratings: (All Time)
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Lucien watched her climb while holding the basket in one hand. Her bare buttocks showed more than once as she had to scramble up on yet another rock causing his cock to throb with sudden longing to taste those forbidden fruits again. Hastily, to hide his ardor, he set up his easel.
He noticed her gaze on his cock and marveled at the changing expressions in their blue depths. They were like the ocean, forever changing color. One moment her irises were cerulean blue the next moment they darkened to inky limpid pools. He could imagine this girl a few years older, fully developed, her face fuller. She’d be beautiful. He needed to paint her; he wanted to paint her now before a boat passed by to take her away. Maybe he’d wait to build a fire…
“Is this where you want me?” Becky called out.
“Yes. I’ll be with you in a minute to position you. Just enjoy the scenery while I get ready.” He readied his palette and started a background wash on the white canvas. Every now and then he watched her as she sat on the boulder. The basket next to her, her arms around her knees, she looked the picture of innocence.
She leaned her face on her knees to look down at him. What was that sadness he now read in her eyes? That was not the expression he wanted. He wanted dancing lights, mischief and even sexiness to shine from them. It wasn’t beyond a girl her age to feel sexy, to flirt a little . . . but what was her age? She hadn’t told him and he hadn’t asked her.
He fought against the passion that caused his cock to become erect, to throb with desire. He felt awkward in the presence of the girl. Now that she was awake her face almost seemed too wise for such a youngster. Regret filled him that he’d violated her while she slept. It was on the tip of his tongue to apologize but he stopped himself just in time. She wouldn’t know about it and he’d just look foolish.
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