"Passions Escape" ..continues.
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Chapter 7
The schooner rocked and bounced in the waves. Dane lazed in bed inside the small cabin, arms crossed under his head and sheets down at his hips covering most of his nude body. Not that the thin sheets could hide his morning arousal. Grinning as his body came alive; Dane flipped the sheets off and glanced down at his swollen member, sticking up big and proud.
“Well good morning.” He chuckled to himself as he slowly ran his hand up and down it. “mmmmm.” He moaned as his hand moved faster and the intense feeling grew stronger, his breathing quickened.
Load yipping interrupted Dane from his moments of self pleasure. With a groan and a few more quick jerks on his hard shaft Dane cursed and swung out of bed.
“Damn it Russ what the hell is your problem?” Dane growled as he came up on deck hopping into his pants and slowly zipping his pants, still fully aroused.
The little dog was perched on his crate barking as he focused on something in the water. Dane walked over to the edge of the boat, leaning with his hands on the ledge and looked overboard. There was something floating in the water. Dane went to the outside of the cabin and grabbed his fishnet off the wall where it always hung. He braced himself as he dipped it in the water and with a sweeping motion caught it and brought it up, dropping it on deck with a loud clang.
“Well what have we here?” Dane looked at a white piece of aluminum with letters and numbers on it N76H, there had been more but the piece had been tore apart. Setting back on his hunches he looked out across the water. “Shit!” he growled jumping to his feet looking down at the wreckage. “Holy shit” he swore again. He knew what the numbers and letters on this meant. He once more looked around at the surrounding water. At a distance he could see the little island of Gavdopoula.
Dane had a sinking suspicion that the wreckage was part of a plane. “Whose plane what it?” He wondered. Soon the Watery Temptress was gliding through the waters in the direction of the little island. He went into the boats cabin and came out with a small note pad. Thumbing through it till he found his jotted down notes, same numbers as on the piece at his feet, yes they read the same N76H and with a missing letter J. It was the small Skyhawk that Shanna had been on!
He felt new found energy as well as a feeling of desperation to get to the island, hoping he’d find the three there unhurt. Something inside told him that wouldn’t be the case! As the schooner sped through the waters Dane watched for more wreckage. His brow set in a stern scowl, wondering what had gone wrong. He felt bad for the thoughts he’d had about Ms MacFair being a brat.
Gavdopoula was a little island, mostly uninhabited and lies three miles northwest of Gavdos, the bigger mother island of the two. Those who wanted to visit Gavdopoula would hire a fishing boat usually from Gavdos. Some liked to hike the shores to see the migratory birds that stopped on their way to Africa. The island was covered with phrygana, a low-lying shrub, some palms along the shore and grey jagged rocks. Insects, shore birds and sea turtles were the main habitants. If one thought of being stranded on a deserted island, well, Gavdopoula would fit that bill.
Dane watched as the little island grew in size as the boat came close. He remembered the first time he went to Gavdopoula. He was a teenager, he and his father Les decided to sail around Crete. A smile crossed Danes face at the memory. His father was a good man, quiet spoken and fair in all that he did. Les was easy going and hard to anger but if you ever got him mad the whole of Greece would know. On this outing Dane did just that. It all started out as a great adventure for both father and son till they had stopped off at the island of Gavdos.
It was a warm summer day in June, their fishing boat chug-a-lugging across the glistening waters. They soon decided to stop off at Gavdos to refuel. Dane had begged to stay in an Inn on the island, with a lot of coaxing his father agreed. The Island was beaming with seasonal tourists there to catch the migrating birds. Dane was seventeen and at the age where he flirted with every pretty female. He was tall, well tanned and muscled. With his charming personality he had plenty of ladies to choose from. On this occasion Les told his son to behave, expecting him to do just that. As it turns out Les retired to their room while the young Dane took to the hanging out with some of the locals. The night wore on and Les noticed his son was still out, growing to himself as he went to search for his prowling son. They were to leave before the sun rose and here it was 2:00 am. Dane knew his dad was a stickler for early take offs.
Dane chuckled at the memory and at some parts his dad had told. He remembered how he had gotten pretty drunk and danced and flirted all night. There were blank parts in his memory where he was pretty sure he had fallen asleep in his drunken stupor, other parts he remembered quite well.
One of the local ladies took a fancy to Dane’s handsome good looks; didn’t matter that she was twenty years older. He liked the female attention and Sheila was a pretty woman and still looked young and fit, with her long dark hair and pouty lips. She was well rounded in just the right places, she wore clothes that showed more then it hid. Dane was more than willing to sneak off and taste loves nectar of the Gods, or so Shelia eloquently put it.
The room was dark as they entered it. Sheila took Danes hand and led him towards the bed, pulling his shirt out of his pants as she went. Dane was intoxicated to the point he felt dizzy, the room swam in circles as she pushed him on the bed and removed his jeans. Dane’s young, male body sprung to action at the thought of what was to come. Sheila ran her hands up his legs to his groin and back down as she whispered sweet words. As she went down towards his ankles shed scoot his pants closer to her knees that were at the foot of the bed. Soon she had him so focused on what he thought he’d be getting he had no clue she was going through his wallet.
Dane’s mind was brought back to the moment on hand as he saw another piece of the plane wreckage in the water; he grabbed the net and swooped it up, holding it up to see what it was. It wasn’t part of the plane at all but a small tote. Kneeling down with it in front of him he unzipped it, pulling out the items, with a huge grin. He held up one at a time; one pink lacy bra with matching panties, a black one, and its matching bra. A deep chuckle escaped him as he noticed the size. Without a second thought he brought the filly lingerie to his nose, there was a faint smell of jasmine even in their damp state.
“Ms Macfair likes frilly undies on her treasure hunt!” Danes says with a throaty laugh as he stuffs the
Lingerie back in the little tote bag and dumped it on the deck near the cabin. His thoughts held by the scent of her undergarments, wondering just what his girl looked like. Shaking his head, “what’s the hell am I thinking?” He laughed and regains his position back at the helm and gazes out at the island.
His mind once again went back to the night in Sheila’s bed. Well he actually couldn’t remember any more, the rest was told by his dad. Les of course never had trouble reciting the story over and over to Danes amusement. His pops never stayed mad for long and sooner than later found humor in whatever it was that made him mad in the first place.
Seems he had passed out and the conniving Sheila stole his wallet and ran. Dane’s dad was directed to the little house Sheila rented, back behind the Inn. He flung open the door to see his son out like a light and stark naked. Les thinking his son needed to be taught a valuable lesson. Grabbed the vase of flowers by the bed and dumped it on his slumbering son. Sputtering and cursing Dane flew out of bed.
The next morning Les took his hung over son to Gavdopoula where he knew he wouldn’t find any thieving whores. Told him to think about how to be responsible and he’d come back in a few days to get him. Yep he’d made his dad mad as hell back then but now, near ten years later he enjoyed retelling the story over and over and over to whoever would listen.
Shaking his head Dane knew this trip to Gavdopoula wasn’t going to be as entertaining.
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Chapter 8
Shanna pushed against the body next to her, not getting a response she rose up and looked into the pale face of Tim. Then the realization hit her. No No No! Tim had died in his sleep with his arms wrapped tightly around Shanna. Looking down at his still form she felt the pain well up inside of her, and soon it spilled out in huge body racking sobs. She felt guilty that she couldn’t help save Tim; she felt she should have done more. She sat looking at him, his face looked peaceful. Although Shanna didn’t know he had died with his love in his arms. All she felt was loss, an intense alone feeling as well as a deep sadness.
Hours later Shanna sat back from digging a grave in the sand for Tim. Her sore hands raw from the effort of digging with a huge broken conch shell. She knew it wasn’t deep enough but she couldn’t dig any deeper, there were rocks and palm tree roots and her hands had started bleeding. She pulled and tugged at Tim’s lifeless form till she got him lying in his hand dug grave. Shanna dropped to her knees, closed her eyes.
“Tim I’m so sorry that we didn’t get to know each other better. You were a good man. You um” big sobs escaped her as she tried so hard to say more. Shaking her head she sat scooping sand in on top of Tim’s legs, feeling weak from crying. She lay beside him on the sand not wanting to cover him all the way for fear of being totally alone; she knew she was being silly he was already gone. Curled in a tight little ball Shanna fell into an exhausted nightmarish slumber.
Dane slowly glided his schooner in close to the beach, looking up and down the long stretch of gold sand before dropping anchor. Grabbing his hat and a shirt Dane hopped into the water and waded up to the sand. Looking back at the boat he could see Russ standing at attention on his crate watching him. Turning he continued to scan his surrounding as he went along the water’s edge. He left big foot prints in the sand that soon filled with salt water. There were no signs of life other than a brown sand piper or a sea gull. He had been searching the beach for an hour, when he was about to turn and go he noticed a mark in the sand, he first thought it was the track of a big sea turtle and was ready to dismiss it. Looking closer he say two sets of tracks.
“I’ll be damned” he exclaimed. There appeared to be someone dragging another and the one being drug is much larger, heavier. Dane stood and looked to where the prints led into the tree line. He quickens his pace and ran through the sand to the few clustering palms and Phrygian shrubs. Looking around not sure what he’d find. The palms swayed gently with the breeze off the sea making a swishing sound. But he heard something else. He stopped and listened, it sounded like a whimper. Dane walked a bit farther till he came to a little clearing surrounded by palms. There off to the right laid a young woman in a tight ball, next to her in what appeared to be a shallow grave laid a man partially covered by sand.
A few long strides and Dane was beside her, kneeling. He looked at her as his heart pounded in his chest. Slowly he reached out and ran his hand down her arm.
“Miss MacFair?” His said in a soft soothing tone. “Miss MacFair” he said again gently shaking her, looking at her as he tried to wake her. She seemed to be unhurt yet he wasn’t sure. Her hair was in a mass of long dark tangles. Her once pristine top now stained with blood and dirt. Her Capri’s torn and tattered. Her legs were scraped and red from sunburn as well as her long slender arms.
A small moan escaped Shanna’s cracked lips as Dane pulled her to her back to see her face and try to waken her. He stared at the most strikingly beautiful young woman he’d probably ever seen. Her face was small and heart shaped with dark almost black wispy curls framing it dark lashes and brows. Her lips even so chapped they were cracked were still rosy and shaped like a cupids arrow. Dane stared at her feeling his body awaken as his gaze ran down her body. I’m just checking to see if she’s hurt He told himself. His eyes took in her slender form from her neck line the swell of her well rounded breasts, her narrow waist and curved hips, down her long lean but well defined legs. His breathing became heavy as his gaze continued its journey. Legs that was scraped and bruised to small bare feet. Shanna moaned.
“Hello, Miss MacFair” he said gently as he reached and nudged her. Watching her closely as her lashes fluttered and eyes the color of the Mediterranean sea stared back up at him, somewhat bewildered.
“No No No” Shanna closed her eyes and shook her head. “No I’m dreaming, oh my God.” She started crying, big tears slid down her face in hid in her hairline.
“No honey you’re not dreaming” Dane said turning her face with gentle fingers on her chin as loud grasp escaped from Shanna.
“Who are you?” she said in an excited tone.”How’d you find me?” She sat up and looked straight at Dane, with tear brimmed eyes full of wonder.
“My names Dane and I was hired by your father to find you”. He stared once more, at a loss for words as his eyes clung to her lips.
“Daddy?” she said looking around, hoping to find him there.”Where’s my father?” she asked looking up into the handsome face of her rescuer.
“He’s not here. He is still in the states. Said he had a huge case he had to finalize. He was concerned when you didn’t contact him as he had directed.” Seems you were too busy he almost added. He looked over to the body of Tim. “I am sorry about your friend. I will finish burying him and alert the authorities.” He said as he grabbed the broken shell and covered Tim’s still form with more sand as Shanna sat quietly. Dane gathered rocks and pilled then on top the sand.
“We were flying to the island of Gavdos when the plane’s engine died and, and” big tears ran down her cheeks as she recalled the terror, confusion and the pain as well as the loss of life. “All the smoke” she whispered as Dane wrapped his arms around her to comfort her.
“Shhh, you’re safe now.” He said as he pulled her close. Trying to focus on comforting her, yet his body wasn’t listening. Her body was so soft; he could feel her firm full breast pressed against his chest. His heart started to pound. “You are alright now” he said in a gruff voice as he tried to regain his composer. Her closeness and soft body was making him hard. He slowly pushed her back looking at her. Let us get back to the boat and head for Gavdos. He slowly pulled Shanna to her feet started to lead her towards the beach.
“Wait” she turned and went over to Tim’s grave, laid her hand on top and whispered a goodbye. That was meant for only Tim.
“Come Ms MacFair” Dane said in a voice that came out a bit stern. Shanna looked up at him and felt teas well up once more. Damn why was she so weepy? She said to herself.
Soon both she and Dane were heading back down the beach to Danes schooner. Waded across the short span of water, the boat rocked as they climbed on board. Russ hurried over to say “Hi”
“Hi there little fellow” Shanna said as she pet the little dog. She looked up at the man that recued her. He was tall, tanned and very handsome. She studied him as he worked; he seemed extra busy pulling up the anchor and getting the boat ready to take off for the other island. Shanna sat in a chair on deck as he disappeared down below.
Shanna listened as the engine struggled to start. She looked up with concern when the engine appeared to cough and sputter then died. She could hear Dane curse and try again. The boat shook as the engine coughed a few times and started up. She felt a wave of relief as Dane came back on deck.
“Ms MacFair you can go into the cabin and clean up, there’s also a first aid kit on the right side of the door inside.” Dane said pointing his finger in the general direction. As he stood at the helm steering the boat as it slowly turned around.
“Thank you.” She said then stopped and turned. “Dane you can call me Shanna” and smiled “Thank you for coming to get me.” She added as she turned to go.
“My pleasure,darl’en.” He replied as he stood looking at her as she headed for the cabin. Damn she’s hot! He thought as his eyes went to her hips and lingered there as she walked away.
Dane got the Watery Temptress turned around and pushed in the throttle. She started to break waves when a few loud coughs and backfires came from the engine and dark gray smoke bellowed out from the gully.
“Holy shit, not again!” Dane cursed. “Damn it girl not now” he turned on his heel and headed in the direction of the engine as Shanna came out.
“What happened?” Fear etched her voice. “We aren’t going to blow up are we?” she said looking big eyes and scared.
“Hell no, don’t be silly. It’s just the damn engine.” He scoffed “I should of replace it years ago, its old and worn out.” He added as he disappeared down below.
Shanna shook her head in dismay. What now? She thought. Shanna sat down in Danes webbed chair as Russ jumped in her lap.
“Is he always so gruff?” she asked the little dog as she held him. He looked up with curious brown eyes.
Twenty minutes later Dane slammed open the door and came back out on deck. Grease covered his hands and his now shirtless chest. He stood wiping his hands on a blue paper towel and a scowl on his face.
“Well guess that’s that!” he said leaning his back against the wall of the cabin ad looking at Shanna. “We have to head back.” pointing his finger at the little island.
“What?” Shanna said in shocked dismay “No.” shaking her head “No I’m not going back, fix the motor or whatever is wrong. I can’t go back.” her face pale.
“Now look her Ms Fancy Pants, we are dead in the water and there’s not even a back up, being a dumb ass forgot my back up battery.” He pushed off the wall as he talked, and walked to stand in front of her. “I understand you are used to getting your way and all but this isn’t gonna be one of those times.” Looking at Shanna and her little nose in the air egged him on. “Besides maybe I haven’t earned my money just yet.” With that he wheeled around on his heel and went in to the cabin.
Shanna sat there in shocked indignation. How could he act like such a smug ass? He didn’t know anything about her? She stood up fuming with the thought of the injustice of being rescued by such a rude man. No sooner did the thought enter her head than the object of her displeasure walked out of the cabin carrying a tote bag and a backpack.
“Here, this is yours.” dropping the dark tote at her feet as he said it. “Not that you need wear frilly thongs and bra here on the deserted little island” he said with an insinuative grin.
“What? You went through my stuff?” she bent and grabbed it by the top and cradled it in her arms as if it meant the world to her.
“Honey, I had to see whose it was. Remember I was out looking for your sweet ass.” Dane was pissed and didn’t really care that he was taking it out unnecessarily on Shanna. He’d babied that motor and now this? His money will all go to fixing the damn thing. “Come on let’s get back on the beach before its dark and we can’t see where we are going” he said as he reached out to hold her tote. “I will carry this so it won’t get wet again.”
They climbed back down into the water Dane wearing the backpack, carrying Russ in one arm and Shanna’s tote in the other. While she slowly fallowed, the water swished around her legs as she waded. They got to the sand and Dane handed her back her tote.
“Why couldn’t we of stayed on the boat?” Shanna stood looking at Dane, hands on hips and chin in the air.
“There’s a local islander on the other side of the island. He may have a radio where we can call for help or he may have a boat.” Dane said as he turned to go, leaving Shanna standing there looking at him dumb founded. Dane walked a grinning spread on his handsome face. Damn she’s a doll even if she’s so irritating! He thought to himself.
“What? Dane, wait!” she said as she had to take three steps to his one. “Slow down damn it.” she squealed in frustration at trying to keep up. Shanna stopped and stomped her foot.
“Shanna, keep up.” Dane said as he turned and saw her standing there in a huff. Oh my
God he thought what a brat. He reached out grabbed her wrist and pulled her along.”Do I have to drag you?” He was fast losing his patience.
“Look Mr. Whatever your last name is, if my father hired you to find me I doubt he’d be happy with you man handling me.
“Oh for God’s sake Shanna shut up and let’s just go. It’s going to be dark and then I’d have to listen to you whine about that and all the boogies out there that are going get you.” He scoffed.
“Boogies?” Shanna looked around “what are boogies?’ Thinking it was some island slang for something like bats or some evil little man eating creature. Dane took one look at Shanna’s face and burst out laughing letting go of her wrist.
“Let’s go before they come.” He said trying to catch his breath. His words brought a look of fear to Shanna’s face, looking around as she grabbed his arm. At that moment a bat flew by as if on cue. The sun had dropped while they argued making it seem believable. “See?” Dane dramatically ducked. “Damn we’d better hurry.” He chuckled as Shanna shirked.
Shanna wasn’t sure if he was teasing or not, she wasn’t going to have him leave her behind cause she didn’t move fast enough, she quickened her pace. Soon she was breathless as they walked through the tree line and hopped over rocks. She stumbled a few times. Dane reached out and helped her up before he continued on at what seemed a faster pace.
“Stop, stop, please I have to rest I can’t go as fast as you.” She said putting her hands on her knees and leaning over breathing.
“Shanna, look the stars are already out, if we slow down now we’re going to be in the dark.” He waited for the dark thought to enter her brain, turning his head so she couldn’t see his grin. Damn he was having way too much fun at her expense.
“Why do they? These boogies come out then?” she’d never heard of anything dangerous creatures on the islands but then again there’s unexplained things that happen overseas. Fear made her move closer to Dane and look around.
“Good thing I brought a blanket.” He said turning his head so she couldn’t see his expression.
“Why?” she said grabbing his arm. “Dane, why?” she asked looking up at him.
“We’re not going to make it” he said as he looked around.
“Why? Why not?” The fear etched her voice looking around as if they were going to be attacked at any moment.
“Time we make it to Giorgo, he’d be asleep and he’s well, he gets kinda grumpy when he gets uninvited guests late at night.” Dane reached out and guided Shanna along with a hand on her lower back as he talked. “Here.” He pointed “we will sleep here next to the trees it’s safer.”
“Safer?” she looked around worried “Dane cant we just run for it?” she whispered as if something might hear.
“Eh run for it?” Dane turned quickly before he lost it all together and died laughing. “Oh my God she was funny” he thought. “No honey we can’t, just stay really close to me and it will be ok” Good thing it was getting too dark for her to see the look on his face.
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Chapter 9
Dane led Shanna over to the tree line and dropped the back pack, reached over and took her tote. All the while Shanna stayed not more than a few feet from Dane and watched his every move as if she was afraid he’d disappear. He dug in his backpack taking out a blanket and setting on one of the jagged rocks, a flashlight and a couple of apples. Shanna’s eyes lit up at the sight of the apples. Her stomach growled in confirmation that it hadn’t had food since the day before.
“Can I have one of the apples?” she said as her tummy growled once more. Dane chuckled at the sound and silently handed an apple to her. She sat down on a rock and ate the apple like it was her last, savoring every bite.
Dane spread the blanket on the ground and sat down. Shanna stopped eating her apple and looked at the handsome man pulling off his shoes and laying back, arms crossed behind his head.
“Um, Dane?” Shanna cleared her throat. “Where’s my blanket?” looking at the backpack that seemed rather empty.
“I only brought one.” He said as he closed his eyes. He fought a smile as he heard her huff.
“I’m sure you had more than one blanket on the boat. Why didn’t you bring another?” She was standing now and looking down at the Dane.
“Well sugar I didn’t think we’d be stuck out here in the dark, I thought we’d of made it to Giorgo’s.” He reached his hand down beside him and patted the blanket. “Hey besides one is enough. Come, we can share.” He said with a grin at the reaction he got from his invite.
“I’m not going to lie all night next to a perfect stranger!” Shanna said with a huff. What was he thinking? She thought to herself.
“Suit yourself sweets, when it gets chilly and your arms and legs can’t get warm you’re going to want to snuggle up close to this big warm body.” He laughed as he saw her face in the dim light from the flash light. “Oh and not to mention the “Boogies”, I do have to save the flashlight, for if they come out and bother us.” As if in queue Russ whines and lies down beside Dane.
“Are you serious?” Shanna crossed her arms as if she already could feel the chill and looked out into the now dark landscape. Crap! She thought, looking back at the brute in front of her as if he hadn’t a care in the world. “Fine, scoot over.” She said as she walked the short distance and crawled on the blanket.
“Why, of course my lady.” Dane said in a comical voice and rolled a bit over, barley moving more than three inches.
“More.” She said as she tried to lie down without touching him, trying to pull the edge of the blanket around her.
“Aw hell Shanna for God’s sake I don’t bite. “ Set your little butt down! He thought to himself. “He scooted a few more inches over.
“Well, you should have brought two blankets” She said as she grabbed the edge of the blanket once more with her good hand and pulled.
Shanna lay back staring at the stars. Everything hurt her feet, her hand, every scrape and all the bruises. She yawned and breathed deep. Wondering how her fantastic adventure had turned out to be the worst time, how tragic it all was. A huge lump formed in her throat as unshed tears started to build up as she thought of poor Tim and the pilot.
Dane lay there listening Shanna sniffle. She seemed to be lost in her emotions. The feeling of comforting her urged him to reach out and pat her on the back.
“Shanna life is full of travesties; we can’t let them hold us for too long. Things will be ok.” He said in a low soothing tone. With his words she gulped and the tears started to flow.
“It’s not fair.” She whispered.
“Shhhh,” trying to calm her he ran his hand across her in a tender caress. “It’s hard yes. Fair? No. Life isn’t fair.”
He rolled towards her. Shanna’s back to him as he continued to talk in a soothing tone as he rubbed her back. His face close to her hair, he breathed in. Damn she smells good! His thoughts soon turned to her backpack and the panties he’d found there. Oh man he’d love to see her in those black panties or out of em. Damn she’s driving me mad. He thought as his other hand reached down and felt how hard he was through his pants.
“Shanna.” Dane whispered as he rolled her over to face him and pulled her close. “Shhhhh.”
Shanna cried into Danes chest. The last several days were more than she could handle alone. She snuggled close for comfort as his gentle arms wrapped around her, she felt safe, his arms so strong.
“Mmm you smell good.” Dane whispered in her ear as he breathed in her scent, pulling her closer. His body reacting strongly to the feel of her firm breasts again the rock wall of his chest.
“Dane, I..” she started say as she felt his lips run across from her ear to her cheek. Tingles ran down her spine, as she moved in closer, it felt good to be held.
“Yes?” Dane whispered just before his lips touched hers. One arm under her head as the other moved down to the small of her back, slowly pulling her close to his hardness. God she felt good pressed against his hard cock, is body was so hungry.
Shanna was lost in the deep kiss, her arms wrapped around him kissing him back. She felt his hand running down her back as if in a fog, how it cupped her butt and pulled her tight against his hardness. She heard a deep grown escaped Dane.
“Oh Shanna, you are so sexy, I want you.” He whispers as his leg slides between hers. His tongue runs across her lips and darts into her warm inviting mouth. Slowly reaching up he unbuttons her top, kissing down her chin and nibbling her neck as his nimble fingers worked the buttons one by one till her round full breast were exposed to his warm lips. With soft moans Shanna arched towards Dane, lost in the feeling.
“Mmmm, oh Dane” she said as he rolled her onto her back and started kissing her lips and gently squeezing her breasts. Soon he was kissing along her neck and down to one rosy peaked nipple, licking and sucking as he slowly spread her legs apart with his knee then brings it up to press against her sweet spot. Shanna’s breath caught in her chest, he was fast making her lose control of the warning bells going off in her head.
Dane's mind was in a dazed state of arousal, all he knew was how much he wanted to rip Shanna’s cloths off and plunge deep into her sweet sexy body. All better judgment left him as soon as she snuggled close. What was his problem he thought to himself? He’d been around pretty girls before. With Shanna he couldn’t think straight, she made him feel like out of control. The way she smiled, her eyes, her body, oh and God her smell, she smelled of jasmine.
“Dane” Shanna whispered as he started unzipping her Capri’s and trying to work them down her hips. “Dane, wait. I don’t know you.“ she said unconvincingly, kissing him back and arching up towards his body. "I can’t” she whimpered as he rose up and tried to see her face in the light from the stars.
“Hey baby, just say so and I’ll stop.” He whispered back, his body screaming shut up you fool, take her! Dane took a deep breath to steady his pulse and his ranging male needs. “ I know you want me.” He didn’t get a response so he lowered his body on hers, moving in slow deliberate movement that made her moan, he smiled at her reaction. Hmmm oh yeah she wanted it.
“Shanna, darl’en tell me what you want?” He said in a soft low tone as he ran his hand down her body. His heart beat wildly in his chest as he slowly pulled her pants off, leaving her in silky panties. “Hmm, nice baby.” He said as his fingers ran around the waist of them. “I want you Shanna” His lips making a trail across her ribcage to her belly button, a hand wondering to her mound, his hand laid there applying soft pressure.
“Please Dane” Shanna whispered back as her hands pulled at him trying to bring him closer. “I need you.” She moaned, arching closer to her sweet tormenter.
The moon had come up high in the sky and Dane could see Shanna’s face. Her hair in a mass of messy curls that spread out on the blanket. Her heart shaped face with soft parted lips, her eyes closed in anticipation. Dane stopped and looked at the angel that lay under him; his heart started to do summersaults at the sight of her. Her sweet face and soft body enticed him yet he felt something deep inside pull at him, something that made him hold back. He wanted more than just her body, this came as a shock. He hovered above this beauty looking down at her with a shocked stare, his body screaming in need.
“Dane, please Dane” Shanna moaned, her fingers wrapped around his forearms, trying to pull him closer to her. Her eyes flew open when he stood his ground and didn’t budge. “What?” she asked breathlessly.
“Shanna, honey I find you so sexy and I want to take you here fast and hard, but it’s not right. I want to get to know you, the woman not just her body.
“What?” Shanna’s voice came out in shocked frustration. She felt embarrassed that Dane now didn’t want her. Oh my God I had been practically begging him to have sex with me! She thought to herself. “Get off me.” She said as she pushed at his hard chest, twisting and turning under him, huffing in her efforts.
“Shanna, stop baby.” He held her down with his body, looking into her eyes. “Stop squirming so much you’re making me horny again.” He chuckled at the reaction that came from that.
“Get off me, you ass” she grunted in her efforts as tears of frustration and exhaustion welled up in her aqua green eyes and threatening to over flow.
“Now hold on Shanna, listen to me.” Dane reached up and with a thumb wiped a stray tear from her cheek. “I want you, but I don’t want to take you like this, I want to get to know you.” He slowly lent toward her and brushed her lips with his.
“Get off NOW!” she said twisting her face away from his.
“Why, you little hell cat.” Dane said as he pushed back and rolled over. “Fine”!
Shanna rolled over facing the opposite direction, wrapped her arms around herself. Her lips compressed tight to keep from her sobs escaping, she lay crying slightly.
Dane lay on his back listening to Shanna crying, he felt like shit, he didn’t mean to upset her. His own body was still on fire for release and his heart pounded and ached. How did this snip of a girl dig her way into his heart so fast? He asked himself. He lay there for what seemed hours listening to Shanna’s sobs before they turned to a restless sleep. Dane gently reached out and pulled Shanna to him, slowly as not to wake her. She nestled close to his chest and soon her shivering eased.
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Chapter 10
Shanna’s eyes slowly opened, she lay on her back watching the fronds from the palm above her sway in the morning breeze making a soothing sound. Remembering the night before, she felt her cheeks warm as she blushed. Setting up and looking around Dane was nowhere to be seen. She felt ashamed as thoughts flooded her mind. What had she been thinking? She didn’t even know Dane and she practically begged the man to ravish her last night. NO she did beg! Oh my god! She said to herself, putting her face in her hands.
The sound of Russ barking brought her back to the present. Clearing her throat and trying to regain her composer, Shanna stood up straightening her clothes. She grabbed the corner of the blanket shaking the sand off, then folding it and setting it on a rock. She stood looking around wondering where Dane was as Russ came running up followed by just the man in question.
Dane looked at Shanna and knew he was going to have a hellish day. She wouldn’t look at him; in fact she practically ignored him and focused totally on his dog. He walked up and smiled at her when she glanced at him. He watched her closely as she averted her eyes and how her cheeks became rosy when she saw his smile.
“Good morning sunshine.“ He said in a cheerful voice, Shanna nodded. “We’d better get a move on to Giorgos Savas house and see if he’s got any means of communication. We’ll find a way to get back to civilization. Fact is he might even have a boat.” He said trying to cheer her up. Shanna didn’t say anything.
Shanna listened to him, getting angrier. She first felt embarrassed at seeing him this morning, now she felt angry at the way that he seemed to of forgotten all about last night. She huffed which in turn had Dane looking at her with a questioning look. Seeing this she looked away. Her face felt hot and she had a headache, she just wanted to get going. The sooner they got off this island the better; she didn’t want to be in the brutes company any longer than she had to be.
Dane watched Shanna close. She seemed to be rather rosy this morning and not in a very good mood at all. Women! He should stop trying to understand them. He grabbed the blanket, stuffed it in the backpack and tossed Shanna’s tote to her. Shanna grabbed the tote and grimaced in pain as it landed hard in her cut palm.
“What’s the matter Shanna?” her show of pain didn’t go unnoticed by Dane. He walked over to her, took her hand and turned it palm up.”Mother of God!” he exclaimed. Shanna’s cut palm had become red and swollen. The deep gash had become infected and feverish. Dane looked close at it then at her face, putting his hand on her forehead and then her cheeks.
“Stop that!’ She said jerking back from him.
“Shanna you’re burning up. Your hand is infected and you have a fever.” We have to get you help, shit!” he said looking at her thinking of what to do. ”Come we got to go.” He reached out taking her other hand and started to lead the way when she stumbled; “Crap” he said looking down at her feet. He had forgotten she didn’t have any shoes on. Dane turned around and said. “Ok hop on” as he bent down so Shanna could hop on his back, he would carry her.
“No I can walk” she said with as much dignity as she could muster. “I’m not an invalid.”
“You’ve got to be kidding me, right?” shaking his head and giving her a stern look. “Shanna drop the pride and shut up, get your little ass on my back and let’s go” Dane was fast losing his patience with her.
“What gives you the right to tell me what to do? Damn it Dane stop treating me like a child.” She said through gritted teeth.
“By all means Ms High and Mighty, when you start acting like a adult.” He ground out with fists balled at his sides. “Now shut up and do what I say, I’m trying to save your spoilt little butt.”
“I don’t need your help I can, um I can get back on my own” she yelled back as she looked at his grim look.
“Oh is that so? Damn it Shanna you are so infuriating, so freaking spoilt and my god I’d love to spank your ass right here.” He fumed. He jerked her close and in one swift movement swung her up on his back and was marching across the sand before she even knew what he was doing.
“Oh Oh…Oh” Shanna couldn’t believe how this man could man handle her and think it right. She was furious and out of breath by being flung on his back in such as manner. “You better put me down”!
“Shut up Shanna before I drop you on the sand and finish what you started last night” he said in a growl, total silence fallowed.
They walked for hours across sand and rocks, through low growing phrygana and around junipers. Not a peep was heard from Shanna and Dane acted like she wasn’t even there on his back. Russ bounded over rocks and barked at lizards and small rodents. Little brown birds would fly up from the cream colored grasses as they passed.
As the day wore on so did Shanna’s fever. Her hand throbbed and her head pounded. She clung to Danes back, her legs swinging on either side of his hips, his arms crossed under her butt to support her weight. At first this embarrassed her but after hours of walking over the rough terrain she soon forgot they were even there. As for Dane he was very much aware of where his arms were.
Shanna’s weight was nothing for Danes strong back and arms; his mind wasn’t as strong though. He couldn’t stop thinking of the sassy but sexy female on his back. The silence between them didn’t help for it left his mind to focus on what almost happened last night and what he still wanted to do. Having her body pressed up against his back was a constant reminder of how her breasts felt. He tried not to move his arms and hands that were holding her in place.
“Dane” Shanna said in a small voice. Her arms wrapped around his strong neck and her face resting on his shoulder.
“Yes?” Dane said turning his head towards hers, their faces touched. Her voice made his body quicken in response, his heart beat faster and there was a flutter of excitement in his loins. “Yes, Shanna what?” He said in a low tone that he hoped wasn’t as revealing as the front of his pants were.
“I need to go pee” she said in a low childlike tone.
“OH” he chuckled “I guess I’d better take you to some bushes then.” He said as he looked around, spotting a few off to his left and heading for them. Hoping over rocks and little mounds of sand, he came to an area where he deemed well enough for her bare feet. Shanna slid off Danes back as he unlocked his hands and let your go. He stood with his eyes closes as he felt her body slide down his back, taking a deep breath. Damn she has getten under my skin! He thought.
“Don’t look” she said as she walked a few feet and squatted.
“Oh and if I do?” he chuckled again. “What are you going to do?” he said with his back to her, standing visualizing in his head what she was doing. Damn it! He needs to stop fantasying about her he swore to himself.
“Well I trust you to behave like a gentleman.” She said as she came up behind him and put her hands on his shoulders as if to jump on, wincing in pain as her hand touched him as a quick “Uahh” escaped her. Dane hearing this quickly turned and looked as tears rolled down her cheeks, his eyes going to her swollen hand.
“Shanna, let me see.” He reached for her hand, turning it over to see her red angry palm. “Oh baby you need to get this taken care of, just hold on, we should be at Giorgos by evening.” He said as he brought it up to his lips and kissed the corner of her hand. Shanna stood speechless looking at him.
“I am fine!” She said through tight lips, straightening her back and throwing her chin in the air.
“Yes you are darl’en” he grinned. “God you want me don’t you?” he said as he stared at her lips and licked his own, with the look on her face he burst out laughing. “You have got to be one of the most beautiful women I’ve ever met as well as the most frustrating and bull headed.” He said as he turned and bent over for her to hop on.
“Thank you” she spat out as sarcastically as she could muster, hopping on his strong back and wrapped her arms once more around his neck.
“Any time sweets, mark my word though, if you don’t stop rubbing your sexy little body on my mine like that I’m not going to be responsible for my actions.” He said fallowed by a deep moan, as if in extreme discomfort, this brought a loud huff from Shanna then total silence.
The sun was setting low in the west, salmon color splashed against a light blue sky. The day had wore on for Shanna and with it drossiness, she soon fell asleep with the rocking motion of Danes steps. Shanna no longer had a tight clasp on his neck; Dane not realizing this was still skirting around bushes and hopping rocks. Dane was attempting to hop a rock and land in the sand on the other side when he felt Shanna slipping; He twisted, trying desperately to catch her all in one motion. This brought a crashing end to both Dane hoping rocks and Shanna’s slumber. In a matter of a few seconds they were both laying on the sand, Shanna on her back and Dane on top looking down into dazed aqua green eyes.
“Well, well, looky what we have here.” Dane said in a warm voice, his face just inches from Shanna’s. His eyes wondered to her parted lip, her body felt so sweet under his.
“Dane get off me” she said rather breathlessly as she pushed at his chest.
“Oh now angel face you really don’t want me to, do you?” he lowered his face and ran his tongue across her lips. “MMmm mmm, you really don’t want me to. Why don’t we just get naked and finish what you so wanted to do last night?” he said as he nuzzled her neck and started down to the opening of her top. His hands came up the sides of her waist to cup her breasts, his knees in between her legs slowly spreading them. “Baby, you’re driving me mad.” He mumbled as his nibbles on the soft skin at the base of her neck.
Shanna was fast losing any resistance she had. The warm sand under her made a soft bed as Dane weakened her with kisses and sweet words. She was so attracted to him, what was wrong with her? She hardly knew this man! Yet she felt weak and tingly all over when she looked at him.
Dane felt Shanna’s body relax. He looked up at her face as he slowly unbuttoned her top and ran a thumb across one erect nipple. A low soft moan escaped her lips as her arms came up to wrap around his neck. His was on fire as she arched her body up to announce its need; kissing her deep, tasting her sweet mouth, tongues swirling in a mating dance.
“Shanna, tell me what you want.” He whispered in her ear. “Tell me you want it.” his hands working at the zipper of her Capri’s. “We are both adults here; you know your body needs me as much as mine needs yours.” Dane mumbled, lips working their way down her chest to one firm round globe.
“OH” she scoffed. Shanna was once again brought back to reality by his thoughtless comment. “I’m not one of your island whores!” she said as she pushed at him.
“Shanna, no I know that.” He said as he realized he’d said something stupid. “I don’t sleep with whores” he said as she pushed and pushed at him in all her effort to get him off her.
Dane attracted her like no one ever had, yet she wasn’t about to let this brute know it so he could use her like the other women he’d been with. No she wasn’t going to be used! She twisted her face away so he couldn’t kiss her, wiggling she pushed at him he grunted and groaned.
“Shhhh, Shanna, shhh listen” Dane said as he brought his hand up to cup her face.
“Stop it, get off me” why was he trying so hard to treat her like this? She was tired, she hurt and he was confusing her. To her astonishment Dane rolled off and lay on his back. She rose up to a setting position and looked at him. What now? She asked herself? Shanna looked at him with big questioning eyes as he continued to just lay there with his eyes closed.
“What?” she squeaked as he made no move. “What?” pivoted her bottom on the sand and looked at him. Why wasn’t he answering her? She reached over and nudged him. “Dane.”
“Hmmm ?” he said without opening an eye.
“What are you doing?” she huffed, frowning.
“Resting, what does it look like?” he rolled his head and opened one eye “God woman you slept on my back for over an hour, what I don’t get to rest?” He said crossing his long leg and closing his eyes again.
“But I thought we had to get to this Greg guys house before dark?” she said looking up at the sky.
“That’s Giorgos house” he corrected her.
“Ok whatever his name is, but don’t you think we should get going?” she brought her knees up getting ready to get up, looking at Dane; he still didn’t budge, as if he was being obstinate on purpose.
“Maybe we should just sleep here tonight.” He said as he stretched his arms over his head and yawned loudly. “Don’t think we are going to make it there before night anyways.”
“You don’t even know where he lives do you?” she scoffed, flipping her hair off her shoulder and on to her back.
“Well I admit I was like seventeen when I was here last. That’s a few years ago you know.” He said as he laughed. “So yeah it’s true I don’t remember just where it is.”
“Oh my God I knew it!” she said as she jumped to her feet, hands on her hips. “We should have stayed at the beach!” she turned around and started marching back the way they had come. “I would probably have been rescued by now” she yelled back over her shoulder.
“Get back here Shanna!” Dane yelled back setting up. “Get that sexy little ass back here right now!”
“Go to hell! I can take care of myself.” She stomped the best she could in the sandy soil, she was fuming. “How dare you take me on a duck chase like this?”
“A what?” he burst out laughing “Oh Shanna you’re so adorable and it’s a goose chase you little freak.” grabbing his middle as he rolled around on the sand laughing, making Shanna even madder. He sat there laughing till he noticed it was quiet; looking up she was nowhere to be seen. He looked all around where is she? He thought. Getting up he yelled “Shanna? Where are you?” no answer. “Damn it, Shanna stop this.” Dane stood, hands on his hips. Silence, all that could be heard was some migrating birds flying over and the wind through the bushes. How’d she disappear so fast? Damn it!
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