11UNLAWFUL DESIRES
This is just a romantic story set in South America with tons of sex in coming chapters. Please comment nicely!
Big boobs bobbled in a bikini, almost bursting free with every step. The long-legged girl walked across the pool deck, her blue eyes flashing as she confronted her captor.
"He didn't do it," Meredith insisted, feeling oddly breathless as she locked eyes with the arrogant male who had kidnapped her the night before. "My brother is not a thief!"
"The security camera says otherwise," Ricardo Sanchez stated flatly, his black eyes revealing not a hint of emotion. Yet inwardly his fury was seething as he gazed into the innocent blue eyes of the golden-haired, angel-faced beauty. "Accepting my invitation is your only choice, sweet Meredith. Until your brother brings back the briefcase you will remain here in Puerto Tranquilo as my guest."
"You mean you're keeping me prisoner!" Meredith Morton felt her heart pounding furiously as she met Ricardo's dark and mesmerizing gaze. She'd been such a fool, letting down her guard, forsaking her unattainable ice-maiden image for just one night. Last night she'd been utterly unaware that the dark, attractive male she was dining with was merely seeking to ensnare her innocent brother!
"You are free to enjoy the house and gardens," Ricardo replied, with a casual shrug. "My household staff is loyal and well-trained. They will see to your every comfort. But I think it best you do not attempt to leave the estate on your own. Later perhaps I will take you on a tour of the island, if you promise to behave yourself like a good little girl."
"I am not a good little girl," Meredith growled. All her life she'd been trapped in the role. Feelings she didn't understand swirled around and around inside her. She wanted to hurt her captor, to make him feel what she felt. But Ricardo only laughed and caught her clawing hands in a firm grip, twisting and pulling so that she nearly fell into his arms.
"Let me go!" She felt utterly humiliated, tears filling her eyes as she struggled to break free. But it was no use. Ricardo's arms were too powerful. His hold over her was too strong.
"Not until you promise to behave." Ricardo claimed her lips, tasting the salt of her tears. He told himself he was only seeking the American girl's cooperation and obedience. But when he kissed Meredith he felt his own desire grow dangerously strong, nearly overpowering his self-control.
Who was really in control here?