Waves of Passion (Wild Women Trilogy Book #1) (12 page)

As the last rays of the sun sank beneath the horizon, I guessed we would have our choice of islands by daylight. I was certain we would have a long morning of paddling to reach land and we would both need our rest. We huddled under our canvas blanket and I watched as Denna fell asleep. I imagined she hadn't slept much over the past few nights and I knew she was exhausted. I rested off and on, but I was worried we might somehow miss landfall sometime in the night and I spent most of the night trying to watch for trees in the dark. 

I felt soft hands caressing my body as I woke to a cool breeze blowing across my face. "Wake up Seth," Denna crooned softly, "we've got work to do."

I moaned softly as she shifted beside me, her hip brushing against the erection pressing tightly against my jeans. "Sorry." I flushed, embarrassed by my reaction to her touch.

"Don't be, we'll have time for that later." She grinned wickedly. "Right now we have to choose which deserted island will be our refuge. I already know which one I want."

I sat up quickly, prepared to see land in the distance, but I was surprised to see we were within a few hundred yards of several small islands with one larger island far in the distance to the east. That would probably need to be our ultimate destination over the coming weeks. I didn't know how we would manage trekking across island after island, but for now I wouldn't mind a few nights on solid ground before tackling our next set of problems.

I studied each island carefully, taking the binoculars when she offered them. Two of the islands were obviously winter fishing villages, surely abandoned for the summer, possibly abandoned many seasons ago from the looks of the deselect ice shanties. A third island to the west showed a lot of storm debris and wreckage washed up on the beach, but the fourth island, directly in front of us was the most promising as well as the closest. The beach was clean and free of rocks in what appeared to be something of a lagoon that would offer protection from any storms that might come our way, but the thing that caught my attention was the carefully constructed shack set back into the shade of the forest down a wide path a little ways from the beach. A clear stream flowed not far from the house, offering easy access to fresh water. It looked like paradise to me after the horrors of the past few days. I scanned the coastline looking for boats as an indication if someone called this home, but I didn't see any, nor did I expect to find anyone here this late in the summer. It would be at least three or possibly even four months before the ice fishing traffic picked up in this area

It didn't take long to paddle ashore. We quickly dragged the boat onto the pebbled sand and we both ran for the stream to quench our thirst, steering clear of the small house in case someone was home. I doubted anyone was here but I wanted to proceed with caution.

After we had our fill of water, Denna and I tried not to be too nervous, but we hardly spoke, drowned by the anticipation and concern for our findings. We could be entering a dangerous situation; there was no indication of who or what was inside the little house. Being the gentleman that I am I felt it necessary to protect Denna but if she turned back into the woman she was when I'd first met her then I pitied the poor soul who came into contact with her, unless they were fully armed or in possession of a full set of teeth. 

On the plus side, judging by the noises coming from the forest, there were plenty of birds and possibly game that would provide us with some much-needed variety in our diet. It would have been foolish to leave the boat without some kind of weapon, and I was happy to at least have the flare gun for protection, but I didn't want to risk one of our precious flares unless I absolutely had to. We had no knowledge of the inhabitants here; human or animal, so we approached the house with the utmost caution.

“Call out something before we just go up to it Seth,” Denna suggested. I had to admit that just walking up to the door wasn't my first choice either. If someone had indeed made their home here, they would not be expecting two visitors and we would surely scare them to death by simply knocking on the door or just entering. So with as much confidence as I could muster I called out with a great deal of caution.

“Hello? Is there anyone at home?” It sounded so ridiculous it was laughable but neither Denna nor I found it amusing at the time, we waited nervously but nothing happened, there was no movement from inside and nothing to indicate that anyone was in the close vicinity.

We walked closer expecting the appearance of someone at any moment. The house rested on a rather well laid stone foundation and was built purely from timber; the windows had slatted shutters on them, all of them closed so we couldn't risk a peek inside. The door was also closed tight and the only way we were going to find out what was in there was to open it. I reached out and turned the wooden doorknob, it wasn't locked and as the door creaked open the sunlight poured into the darkened room. Both Denna and I peered into the single open room and we gasped at what we found. Clearly, no one was here nor had they been in quite a while judging from the layers of dust covering every surface. I expected to find a rough stone floor and maybe a cot or two. I did not expect to find the meticulously stained hardwood floors carefully laid over the stone foundations. The fully stocked kitchen, complete with a wood burning stove and what appeared to be a sink pump for running water, was also a delightful surprise. There was also a comfortable looking leather sofa and an enormous bed adjacent to a huge stone fireplace. The furniture was meticulously covered in protective plastic to keep the moisture out. Clearly, this was someone's beloved retreat and we needed only wait for their return for our rescue. At the moment, the thought of spending a few weeks or even months with Denna in our own little world sounded like heaven to me.

We made our way silently back to the beach. I think we were both flabbergasted by our good fortune and we only wanted to gather our things and make ourselves at home. It was possible we could be stuck here for quite some time, but at least we would be comfortable. I was confident between our various skill sets; we wouldn't starve, freeze or suffer from dehydration.

“I'm not sure how we managed such good luck, but I believe I'm going to take a bath,” Denna stated, stripping her tattered clothing off without the slightest hesitation at my presence. I watched her for a moment as she submerged herself downstream, away from the large pool that would be our source of drinking water. I finally managed to stop staring as it hit me how cold the water must be judging by the state of her outrageously hard nipples.

I jumped into action noticing the large pile of dry wood by the door; I set to work lighting a fire so she could warm up after her freezing cold bath. I quickly had a blazing fire crackling in the stone fireplace and I began searching our new home. I quickly stripped the plastic sheeting from the bed and turned the blankets down to air out. There was a closet near the bed and I found towels and several articles of clothing packed carefully in airtight bags as well as soap and shampoo I was sure Denna would be delighted with. I left two towels warming by the fire and headed out with the toiletries. I stripped my clothing off and submerged myself in the chilled water, careful to keep my distance from Denna. She flashed a huge grin as I motioned to the shampoo, soap and washrag I'd left for her on the stones surrounding the pool where she bathed. She stood, the water dripping from her glorious body as she marched through the shallow water to gather the precious commodities and came over to my side. She was breathtaking and although I was determined not to push her-- dammit I couldn't not watch her every move as she lowered her body beside me. We bathed silently, washing the grime and salt from our bodies and I enjoyed her look of utter delight as she washed her hair.

"Come, I've got towels warming for us," I said gently as I reached for her hand. She was shivering violently from the cold and I wasn't too keen on letting her see the adverse affects of the cold water on
my
body when it had such alluring affects on hers, but she needed to get warm.

We ran quickly across the grass and were greeted with a pleasant burst of heat when we entered the little house. I wrapped her carefully in the towel and used the one I'd reserved for myself to dry her arms and hair. She giggled at the attention I showered on her and took the towel from my hands to wrap it around my hips, taking her towel and returning the favor by drying my arms and chest. "You take such good care of me Seth," she said with a gentle smile.

"Well now I don't know if I agree with that." I frowned. "Since you've met me nothing but bad shit has happened."

"And you've shielded me from it as much as you possibly could," she said as a loud pop and hiss issued from the fireplace. Hot embers burst out around us and I used my towel to tamp them all out. I didn't want her to get burned on top of everything else she'd been through. I felt a searing hot pain lash across my forehead as a large ember shot into my face causing me to stumble back into Denna. Following her initial surprise, I noticed that she had a look of concern on her face.

“What's wrong?” I asked.

“You've burned yourself,” she raised her hand and touched where the ember had landed just below my eye. It wasn't too painful but as her finger brushed my skin it was the charge of electricity and feverish tickle I felt that caused me more sensation. Denna blew a cooling breath across the burn and we looked at one another; and it just happened. She stepped into the circle of my arms and we were kissing.

Both of us had forgotten about my eye as we enjoyed the feel of each other. Soft, gentle exploring kisses soon turned into heated and passionate embracing. I really hadn't doubted that this would happen but I wanted to give her every opportunity to stop it before it went too far. "I'm not a delicate flower Seth," she rasped as our kisses became more urgent and demanding. "I want this…stop hesitating-- if you think I'm scared-- I'm not," she managed between unsteady breaths but I knew she was petrified, not of me but of herself and the fact that this was probably the first time she'd ever wanted sex.

As I felt Denna's fingers running through my hair it made the hairs on the back of my neck prickle in anticipation, tingling with provocative sensations. I reveled in the exquisite pleasure such a simple act gave me. A thousand questions were racing through my mind not the least of which was, 'were we going too fast?' Denna didn't seem to want to slow down and I was suddenly aware of the fact that she had never known anything of making love. There was a definite urgency about the way we were reacting to each other but I had to know she was ready for this. I didn't want her doing this if it wasn't what she wanted. Somehow, I thought she might be trying to thank me for saving her from Jack and I didn't want that.

I paused and took her face in my hands. “Are you sure about this?”

Denna smiled. “Trust me, I've never been happier.”

I was blown away by her choice of words. I was so cautious with her since her revelation of the abuse she'd suffered in the past and if she trusted me enough to bring her pleasure then that was what I was going to do. I picked her up and carried her to the bed where I nestled her carefully among the pillows still smelling faintly of dryer sheets. She pushed up on her elbows and as she adjusted her position on the bed, her perky, perfect breasts bounced and I felt myself growing harder as I climbed up beside her.

Denna attempted to take hold of the reins as she kissed me feverishly, her body arching into mine as I felt the brush of her hard nipples against my chest. I couldn't help myself, I reached out and cupped her breast and I heard her moan softly. Her nipple almost throbbed as I pinched it between my fingers, her back arched in pleasure. She was so receptive to my touch, but she was still moving way too fast. I had to slow this down if I was going to proceed with my plan.

I pressed her into the mattress and covered her with my body, driving our passionate kiss to a much slower pace taking the time to enjoy the taste of her mouth and the scent of her skin fresh from our bath. She whimpered in frustration as I kept our movements slow and measured, my hands grazing along the length of her smooth body, stopping to cup her full breasts, stroking her nipples in time to our kiss.

I kissed every inch of her body from the lids of her eyes to the tips of her toes and back again, never touching her clit. I wanted to show her what it meant to make love by worshiping her body with my lips and my hands, never expecting anything from her beyond her participation in our combined pleasure. When I kissed and explored her body, I let her reciprocate, but I didn't allow her to touch my cock. One touch and I wouldn't be able to hold out any longer. I wanted to be inside her so desperately, but I was determined to show her there was more to love than furious fucking. We'd get to that later, right now I wanted to prove to her that she could trust me.

"Seth, what are you doing to me?" She whimpered, her eyes glazed with passion as I kissed and suckled her breasts. As she threw her head back, I observed her defined collarbone and the smooth skin of her throat, flushed a dusky rose from my kisses.