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She loved the way that his hands expertly guided her body and the way that his tongue had taken her by surprise.
She loved everything about their time together and was sad when it was time to start dressing again.
“We’d better go,” Wade said, slipping out of the bathing pool and drying his body with a towel. “Else we’re going to get in trouble for being in here too long.”
Julianne nodded and followed suit, climbing out of the bath and drying her body with the provided towel. Though she noticed Wade looking at her, she didn’t feel ashamed or awkward with his gaze. She felt ador
ed, admired. She felt scandalous and excited. Her body had responded to him in an incredible way today. Part of her was frustrated that it was coming to an end.
Even if she decided to stay here and work at Port Darnial, Julianne wondered if her body would respond to other men the way it had responded to Wade. If she did become a whore, would sex always be so fantastic? Or would it eventually become routine and drab? Would she feel disgusted when she had to sleep with someone she didn’t like? Would she feel cheap when she fucked someone she couldn’t stand?
There were other options, she knew, than prostitution. She could work at a tailor’s shop or at a bakery. She could become someone’s wife. There were many things a talented young woman like Julianne could do, but at this moment, the only thing she wanted was to see more of Wade.
They walked to the door of the building and stood for a moment before saying their goodbyes. Wade’s hands found their way to Julianne’s face and he stared at her for just a moment before kissing her softly.
“Goodbye, my beautiful lady,” he whispered to her, and Julianne realized that he didn’t even know her name.
“Goodbye,” she said.
And then he was gone.
6
When Wade returned to his ship, he immediately went into his cabin and closed the door. He walked to his desk and poured a glass of whiskey. He downed it quickly and poured another. This one he sipped more slowly, taking his time to enjoy the aged liquor.
He slumped into his chair, feeling frustrated and annoyed. He had taken things too far with the woman today. Nelson’s girl. He shouldn’t have followed her or joined her in the bath house. It was strange. It was wrong. Nelson was a member of his crew and one of his most valued men. Though he knew the female was simply a tavern girl, he felt almost as if he had betrayed a friend by sleeping with her.
As a captain, he had to be in control at all times. Wade couldn’t afford to lose his cool or to forget his place. He couldn’t. If he let things slip from under his management, his men could die. He had an entire ship to look after. Wade couldn’t make mistakes.
But today, he had somehow lost his marbles. Somewhere between the palm tree and the bathhouse, Wade had decided that he wanted to fuck that beautiful woman and he wanted to do it right. When he saw her walking down the road after he met with the innkeeper, he had to follow her. It was an urge he couldn’t control. There was something so perfectly sweet about her. He couldn’t quite put his hands on it. He just needed to have her.
And he had.
When she had scooted closer to him in the water, he’d been able to see her perfect, full tits. Her soft pink nipples had quickly hardened beneath his gaze, begging him to bite and suck on them, which he had happily done.
Wade had fucked her until she cried out and he was sure they’d be politely asked to leave the bathhouse. He had loved every second of it.
He wasn’t sure what had been so fantastic except that she hadn’t seemed like a whore. Most of the girls he was with were firm and demanding. They had to be in order to succeed in their line of work. Not this girl, though. She had seemed sweet, almost shy. She had seemed naïve. When Wade pushed her knees apart to gain access to her pussy, she had been surprised.
She had been delighted.
And she had gushed with pleasure when he licked her right into an orgasm.
Now that was the type of girl Wade needed to find: someone sexy and sweet.
Unfortunately, pickings were slim when you spent your life on a ship and Wade didn’t exactly have time to make new friends. It didn’t matter, though. He had to stay focused on his hunt for the lost treasure. His first mate, Rupert Keel, was supposed to meet with a man in town today who supposedly had new information on where the treasure was. It was a legend by this point: a fabled myth.
Wade’s own interrogation of an innkeeper who had promised information had been incredibly dour: a complete waste of time. Though the innkeeper had sent word he had new information, the truth was he spouted off the same tale Wade had heard a hundred times before.
Hopefully, Rupert would have better information.
Wade was trying not to get his hopes up. Even for a seasoned pirate captain, it was hard sometimes. He was ready to be finished with his quest. For years, he had pursued treasure and gold and women. Where had that ever gotten him? He was on the losing side of thirty and he was tired. He was ready to find the treasure and retire: quietly, of course.
He was ready to be finished with his ship, much as it would pain him to give up a life of freedom. There had to be more. There must be.
Though Wade had spent his life on the high seas, he was ready to say goodbye to his crew and go live a good, long life alone on a beach by himself. Maybe he would find a beautiful woman to share his bounty with. Maybe he wouldn’t.
Either way, The Saucy Devil knew only one thing for certain: he was tired.
