He’d brought the company books wrapped in several layers of waterproof sacks. Not that he had to worry. The seas were calm this evening. Last night had been as stormy as his time with her. Seeing the lantern of her tiny boat bobbing in the surf had nearly torn his heart out. If anything had happened to her because of what he’d done to her in his cottage, he’d never have forgiven himself. What had gotten into him, rubbing himself all over her like that? Soft, dark skin. Curvy, round ass. How could any man resist such a tempting feast? He’d been one breath away from penetrating her. If he’d fooled around with a woman or two once in a while, he probably wouldn’t have acted like such a lust-starved teenager. But no one else excited him so much. He sure hadn’t treated his most trusted employee with respect. He could hardly believe she wanted to continue their business arrangement. She must be pretty desperate to escape shucking oysters.
