Today’s Release ” Captain’s Virgin Fantasy” By Abby-Rae Rose

Captain’s Virgin Fantasy ~*~ Abby-Rae Rose

 Released Today !!!!!


One of the richest cultural traditions of the South is its history of literature and storytelling. Common themes used by Southern writers are a sense of place, strong family relationships and a rich tapestry of language and character.

Now, I think I’ll tease you with an excerpt.  Enjoy!


He’s changed everything . . . but she can’t change the fact she loves him.
Victoria refuses to let Ishmael intimidate her. She‘s faced with a choice. Return to her life of duty, or embrace her spirit of adventure . . . and sail the high seas with the man who has captured her heart.

Captain Ishmael’s demands are simple . . . . In exchange for his pleasure, and her body to quell his voracious lust, he will guarantee safe passage.

But, Ishmael plans don’t include giving up his lover so easily. And once he gets a taste of Tori’s sweet blend of innocence and boldness, he can’t imagine living without her.


Chapter One

Ishmael walked into the ship’s cabin and looked around. It was to be a very special evening and he wanted to make sure everything was perfect. First, he checked the dresser. A fifty-year-old bottle of Glenfiddich sat, the sunlight filtering through the golden-amber liquid. Two highball glasses and a bucket with ice sat next to it. Excellent. Next, he went to the nightstand and opened the drawer.
Several strips of white satin, cut in various lengths, lay coiled inside. Under the pieces of cloth sat a box of chocolate covered cherries. Good. Oil lamps sat atop the two nightstands and the dresser. One at a time, he lit them, replaced the globes, and then adjusted the wicks to just the right spot to fill the cabin with a soft, glowing light. He stood back and scanned the cabin one last time to make sure everything was set. Satisfied, he walked out, leaving a telltale piece of ribbon wrapped around the door handle.

* * * * *
Victoria sat in the high-back chair, waiting, nervously drumming her fingers on the chair arm. Her eyes focused on the door at the far end of the room. He’ll be here soon. What are his plans for me? The white of her knuckles beamed, her grip tightened on the armchair, as the questions bombarded her mind.

Soon enough, the door to the cabin opened and a man walked in, his boots clomping on the floor, the spicy scent of his cologne filling the air as he drew closer. The plain, white, cotton shirt and baggy pants gave no hints to his rank or position on the ship.

“Are you . . . Captain Ishmael?” she asked hesitantly.

“Aye lass, and you must be Victoria.”

“Yes. I was hired to be the ship’s cook.”

Ishmael laughed a lecherous laugh. “There’s been a change in plans. You’ve been promoted to be my . . . personal aid.”

“Your . . . personal assistant? You mean, your whore?”

A smirk crossed Ishmael’s face. “Call it what you want. You see, my last assistant, whore if you prefer, had a very unfortunate . . . accident,” he told her, gesturing toward the open ocean. He bent over, inches from her face and hissed in her ear, “Pray the same misfortune does not happen to you.”

Victoria felt her heartbeat, deep in her chest. “But, I only signed on to gain passage to Europe. Please, allow me to do my job.”

“I am the captain of this ship. Your job is what I decide it to be. Now, let us have a look at ya. Take off your clothes.”

“And if I refuse?”

Ishmael looked out toward the sea. “It’s over a hundred miles to shore, and there are plenty of sharks to keep you company.”

“I think I’d rather have the sharks for company than a filthy pirate,” she challenged.


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