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On a warm, sunny afternoon in the port city of Marseille, the air filled with the salty tang of the sea and the cacophony of seagulls, Isolde O’Connell found herself at the bustling market. The Irish redhead was in France for a much-needed vacation, her voluptuous curves accentuated by a flowing dress that shimmered in the sunlight. She was admiring the fresh produce when she noticed a tall, dark-haired man with piercing blue eyes perusing the nearby stalls. There was something about his confident stride and the way he handled the goods that caught her attention.

The man seemed to sense her gaze, turning to meet her eyes. His lips curled into a mischievous smile, and he approached her, his voice a smooth baritone. “Bonjour, mademoiselle. You seem to be enjoying the market. I’m Captain Samuel Blackwood. And you are?”

Isolde returned his smile, her green eyes sparkling with amusement. “Isolde O’Connell. And I must say, Captain, the market is quite the spectacle.”

Samuel’s gaze lingered on her, his eyes taking in her full figure. “Indeed, it is. Especially with such a beautiful sight to behold.”

Isolde felt a blush rise to her cheeks, but she held his gaze. “You have a way with words, Captain. I must admit, I’m not used to such compliments.”

Samuel leaned in slightly, his voice dropping to a husky whisper. “I have a way with more than just words, Isolde. Would you like to see my ship? It’s quite the sight to behold as well.”

Isolde’s heart pounded in her chest, but she nodded, her voice barely above a whisper. “I’d like that, Captain.”

Samuel led her through the crowded streets to the docks, where his ship, the Crimson Wave, was moored. It was a magnificent sight, with its red sails and polished wood gleaming under the sun. Isolde’s eyes widened as she took it all in, her voice filled with admiration. “It’s beautiful, Samuel.”

Samuel’s smile widened, his hand reaching out to touch her arm gently. “Come aboard, Isolde. I’ll show you around.”

Isolde stepped onto the ship, her heels sinking slightly into the wood. Samuel led her to the captain’s quarters, a cozy space filled with maps, books, and a large bed. Isolde’s eyes lingered on the bed, her mind already racing with thoughts of what could happen there.

Samuel noticed her gaze and chuckled, his voice laced with desire. “Like what you see, Isolde?”

Isolde turned to face him, her voice steady despite the butterflies in her stomach. “I do, Samuel. I like it very much.”

Samuel closed the distance between them, his hand cupping her cheek. “Good. Because I’d like to show you just how much I like it.”

His lips crashed down on hers, his tongue exploring her mouth with a hunger that matched her own. Isolde moaned softly, her hands reaching up to tangle in his hair. She could feel his hardness pressing against her, and it sent a shiver of anticipation down her spine.

Samuel’s hands roamed her body, his touch igniting a fire within her. He pushed her dress off her shoulders, his eyes feasting on her full breasts. He leaned down to take one nipple into his mouth, his tongue swirling around the hardening bud. Isolde gasped, her hips arching against him.

Samuel’s hands moved to her waist, his fingers deftly unbuttoning her dress. He pushed it off her, leaving her in just her underwear. He stepped back to admire her, his eyes dark with desire. “You’re stunning, Isolde. Every inch of you.”

Isolde smiled, her hands moving to unbutton his shirt. “And you, Samuel, are quite the sight yourself.”

Samuel’s shirt fell to the floor, revealing his muscular chest. Isolde ran her hands over him, her fingers tracing the lines of his muscles. She leaned in to kiss him again, her tongue exploring his mouth with a urgency that matched his own.

Samuel’s hands moved to her underwear, his fingers slipping inside to stroke her wetness. Isolde moaned into his mouth, her hips moving against his hand. Samuel broke the kiss, his breath ragged. “You’re so wet, Isolde. I can’t wait to taste you.”

He slipped her underwear off, his head dipping down to bury his face between her legs. Isolde gasped, her hands tangling in his hair as he licked and sucked her clit. She could feel the pleasure building within her, her body tensing as she got closer to the edge.

Samuel’s fingers slipped inside her, his thumb continuing to circle her clit. Isolde cried out, her body convulsing as she came, her orgasm sending shivers down her spine.

Samuel looked up at her, his face glistening with her juices. “Delicious, Isolde. But I want more.”

Isolde smiled, her voice filled with desire. “Then take it, Samuel. Take everything I have to give.”

Samuel stood up, his hands moving to his pants. He quickly removed them, his cock springing free. Isolde’s eyes widened at the sight, her voice filled with lust. “Gods, Samuel. You’re huge.”

Samuel grinned, his voice filled with confidence. “And I know just how to use it, Isolde.”

He laid her down on the bed, his body covering hers. He kissed her deeply, his cock rubbing against her wetness. Isolde moaned, her hips moving against him. Samuel broke the kiss, his voice a growl. “Are you ready for me, Isolde?”

Isolde nodded, her voice breathless. “Yes, Samuel. I want you inside me.”

Samuel positioned himself at her entrance, his cock head pushing against her. He pushed in slowly, his eyes locked on hers. Isolde gasped, her fingers digging into his arms. “You’re so big, Samuel. It’s been a while.”

Samuel nodded, his voice filled with understanding. “We’ll go slow, Isolde. I want this to be good for you.”

He pushed in further, his cock stretching her. Isolde moaned, her body adjusting to his size. Samuel began to move, his hips thrusting slowly against hers. Isolde’s hands moved to his ass, her fingers digging into his flesh as she urged him to move faster.

Samuel complied, his thrusts becoming harder, faster. Isolde’s moans filled the room, her body moving in rhythm with his. “Yes, Samuel. Harder. Deeper.”

Samuel’s hands moved to her hips, his fingers digging into her flesh as he pounded into her. Isolde’s body tensed, her orgasm building within her. She could feel Samuel’s cock throbbing inside her, his breath coming in ragged gasps.

“I’m close, Isolde. So close.”

Isolde smiled, her voice filled with lust. “Come with me, Samuel. Let’s come together.”

Samuel nodded, his thrusts becoming even harder. Isolde’s body convulsed as she came, her orgasm sending shivers down her spine. Samuel groaned, his body tensing as he came, his cock pulsing inside her.

They lay there for a moment, their bodies entwined, their breaths ragged. Samuel rolled off her, his arm wrapping around her waist as he pulled her close. He kissed her temple, his voice filled with satisfaction. “That was incredible, Isolde. You’re incredible.”

Isolde smiled, her voice filled with contentment. “You’re not so bad yourself, Samuel.”

They spent the rest of the afternoon exploring each other’s bodies, their lovemaking slow and sensual. Isolde lost track of time, her mind and body completely consumed by Samuel.

As the sun began to set, painting the sky in hues of orange and red, Samuel led Isolde to the deck. They stood there, their arms wrapped around each other, watching the sun disappear into the horizon. Isolde felt a sense of peace wash over her, her heart filled with happiness.

Samuel turned to face her, his eyes filled with a tenderness that made her heart flutter. “I have a confession to make, Isolde.”

Isolde raised an eyebrow, her voice filled with curiosity. “Oh, really? And what might that be?”

Samuel smiled, his voice filled with humor. “I’m not actually a pirate. I just play one for the tourists.”

Isolde laughed, her voice filled with amusement. “Well, Captain Samuel, you certainly know how to charm a woman. And I must say, you’re not half bad at playing the part.”

Samuel’s eyes twinkled with mischief, his voice filled with promise. “And I promise you, Isolde, I’m even better at playing the part in the bedroom.”

Isolde smiled, her voice filled with anticipation. “I can’t wait to see that, Captain. I can’t wait to see that.”