Take Me Forever (13 page)

“What are you doing?”
 
She asked.

“Shh… Just enjoy,” he whispered.

Cain took the piece of ice and placed it in his mouth.
 
Holding the ice between his teeth, he pushed
her hair away from her neck and began a slow descent from her neck down to her
cleavage line leaving a watery trail.
 
She shivered at the cold sensations from the ice and the hot sensations
again from his breath.

Her nipples budded quickly as the cold touched them.
 
Cain continued a trail down her taut
stomach.
 
He paused at her belly button
as his hands stroked her lower region.
 
Slowly, Cain descended his ice trail until it ended at her hidden
entrance.
 
The erotic taboo excited
her.
 
Her body was almost in an orgasmic
state.
 
Cain teased her body with his
cold tongue sending chills throughout her body.

Mercy moaned as Cain plunged his tongue deeply inside of
her.
 
He ejected the piece of ice inside
her as she screamed out her release.
 
The
ice quickly melted as her warm juices collided with the cold.

“Where did you learn that?”
 
Mercy asked as she came down from her orgasm.

“I told you.
 
I know
how to please a woman.”

“Please me again,” Mercy begged.

“With pleasure,” Cain complied as he climbed on top of her
and removed her blindfold.
 
He wanted to
stare into her eyes as he buried himself inside her.
 
Her hips arched matching his rhythm and she
screamed out his name again as she found her release.
 
Pleased with himself, Cain moaned as he found
his own cosmic relief.
 
He untied her
hands and feet and then rolled to her side.

“Was that enough of an adventure for you?”
 
Cain teased.

“Wow!,”
 
she said as
that was the only words she could find.

Cain held her in his arms and kissed her forehead and
whispered, “I love you.”

“I love you too,” Mercy replied as they drifted off to
sleep.

Cain woke Mercy early the next morning and told her to get
dressed and meet him on deck.

“Why?”
 
Mercy asked.

“If you are going to be on my ship, you will have to earn
your keep just like everyone else,” Cain said with a smirk.

After dressing, Mercy met Cain on deck as he had ordered.

“What’s this for?”
 
Mercy asked as Cain handed her a brush and a pail.

“Scrub the deck,” Cain ordered.

“You’re kidding right?”

“Nope.
 
Everyone
aboard has a job and this is yours,” Cain said as he flashed her wide smile.

“Yes sir, Captain,” Mercy answered as she saluted her
captain.

Mercy filled the pail and began scrubbing the deck on her
hands and knees.
 
She worked all morning
scouring and rinsing until the deck was spotless.
 
Her back ached, and her hands were raw when
she finished.
 
Cain inspected her work
before releasing her from that duty.
 

“After you eat, remain in the galley for your next set of orders,”
Cain instructed.

“What are you trying to do?”

“I’m trying to teach you a lesson.
 
Next time I tell you to do something you had
better listen.
 
You will be treated like
the rest of the crew.”

“Give me all you got, I can take it,” Mercy stated with confidence.

Chuckling, Cain went about his business.
 
When Mercy went to eat, she was told by the
cook to peel potatoes when she was done.
 
An hour later, Mercy completed her task and went to join Cain in his
cabin.

“Finished so soon,” he smirked.

“Yes,” she answered in an exhausted tone.

“Come here,” he said as he motioned her to come sit on his
lap.

She plopped down on his lap and laid her head of his
shoulder.
 
He stroked her hair while she
rested.
 
In moments, she was sound
asleep.
 
Cain held her until he was
certain she was in a deep slumber before carrying her to the bed.
 
She did not stir when he covered her up.
 
Cain watched her sleeping and decided that
one day’s worth of hard labor was enough for her.
 
He decided that tomorrow he would teach her
how to control the wheel of the ship.

After breakfast the following morning, Cain ordered Mercy to
the wheel.
 
She was relieved that she
didn’t have to scrub the deck again.
 
He
stood behind her as he showed her how to grasp the wheel and feel the power it
held.
 
He nuzzled her neck as she
controlled the ship.
 
His crew continued
with their chores and paid no attention to the frolicking lovers.

All day Cain and Mercy stayed on deck enjoying the beautiful
day.
 
The ocean breeze felt good in the
hot sun as the ship continued on its destination.
 
According to Cain’s interpretation of the
map, they were headed to Kimanga.
 
It
should take about a week to reach the island chain.

On the sixth day of the journey, a large chain of islands
came into view.
 
Cain surveyed the map
once more and decided on the island in the middle of the chain.
 
Cain ordered his crew to begin making
preparations.
 
His crew anchored the ship
a few hundred yards from the shore because they water became extremely
shallow.
 
The row boats were readied and
the search party loaded.
 
Mercy was
excited as she held Cain’s hand while they were rowed ashore.
 
Once they reached the white sandy beach, Cain
ordered a team of men to secure the area.
 

Finding no signs of life, the team reported back to Cain.

“According to the map, we should start walking this way,”
Cain pointed as he began walking away from the beach.

They walked for a couple of hours and came to a clearing
that looked like a good place to camp for the night since it was fast
approaching.
 
Some of the crew gathered
wood for a fire while the rest set up camp.
 
Cain and Mercy set out the provisions while the fire was being
started.
 
Mercy cooked some beans and
potatoes over the open fire.
 

After they ate, Cain decided it would be best to post perimeter
guards and keep the fire going all night just in case there were wild animals
that lived in this jungle.
 
Cain watched
the flames from the fire dance across his lover’s eyes as his desire began to
surface.
 
He decided to explore the
stream where they were camped.

“Come on,” said Cain as he grabbed Mercy’s hand.

“Where are we going?”

“Let’s take a stroll.
 
The moon is full so we will have enough light.”

As they walked, Cain whistled lightly.
 
The light from the moon played across Mercy’s
face giving her skin a light glow.
 
Cain
was lost in her beauty.
 
A slight breeze
whisked her hair as Cain brushed it away from her face.
 
She laughed as he suddenly left her side and
jumped into stream.
 
He began splashing
her by slapping his hands across the water.
 

“I’m all wet,” Mercy complained.

“I hope so,” Cain teased.

Cain climbed out of the stream and began removing his
clothes.
 

“What are you doing?”
 
Mercy gasped as she looked back toward the light of the campfire.

“Getting ready to make love to you if you remove your
clothes too,” Cain remarked.

“Won’t the crew see?” she asked concerned.

“So,” Cain answered as he began helping her remove her
clothes.

They both removed their clothing as the night erupted into
an explosion of heat.
 
She hungrily
opened her mouth to his.
 
Cain’s tongue
swept inside her mouth claiming hers.
 
He
passionately lowered her to the jungle floor.
 
With his knees, he parted her legs as she clung to him.
 
Mercy kissed him harder as she ran her hands
down his back.
 
She could feel his
muscular thighs pushing against her.
 

She heard him moan as she pressed her hips to his.
 
She could feel his arousal as she rubbed her
body against his.
 
Cain’s hands swept and
explored the smooth bareness of her skin, finding the softness of her breasts.
 
His mouth left a fiery trail of kisses down
her neck to the soft base of her throat.
 
She tilted her head back welcoming him and wanting more.

“I want you,” Cain growled.

Mercy arched her hips to his, aching for all of him.
 
They began to move together.
 
He kissed her savagely.
 
Quickly, he brought her to a pleasurable
climax.
 
She heard him gasp as he
exploded inside her.
 
Cain collapsed
against her.
 
She could feel his heart
beating heavily as he gave her a kiss then shifted his weight off of her and propped
on his elbow.

“I love you,” she whispered as they gazed into each other’s
eyes.

“I love you too,” Cain answered.

As they lay enjoying the company of one another, they
listened to the stillness of the night, the laughter of the crew from camp, the
crashing of waves in the distance, and the sounds of their two hearts beating
as one.
 
An hour later, they dressed and
rejoined the camp before bedding down for the night.

After breakfast the next morning, Cain unrolled the treasure
map and spread it out on the ground.
 
They studied it closely and then surveyed the area.
 
The island was laid out exactly as the map.

“Looks like ye picked the right island, Captain,” Luke said
as he patted Cain on the back.

According to the map, they should see two unusually large
shaped boulders to the North.
 
They
walked North on the island until they came across a section of rocks.
 
Two boulders shaped like camels kissing
caught their attention.
 

“That must be the place,” Cain remarked as he read a clue
from the map.

Behind one of the
boulders an arrow points your way, but you can only see it at a certain time of
day.
 
Follow the arrow until water
crosses your path, then perhaps you will need a bath.

The crew began searching the boulders for an arrow.
 
They found nothing as Luke yelled, “It’s not
here.”

“Perhaps we should keep watch on them until the sun lights
up the clue and hope we did not miss it for today,” Cain said as he sat down on
one side of a boulder and instructed the rest of the crew to do the same until
they had formed a solid perimeter around both boulders.

Mercy rested her head on Cain’s shoulder while he peeled an
apple with his dagger.
 
As the boulders
began to become shaded by the sun, Cain jumped up when he saw an arrow form on
the boulder.

“There it is.
 
This
way,” Cain said as he led the way.

For hours they trekked uphill.
 
The sun was starting to set and they came
across a clearing where they could see mountains in the distance.
 
They decided to stop here and camp for the
night.
 
Every bone in Mercy’s body hurt
but she did not care.
 
She knew they were
getting closer to the treasure with each mile they hiked.
 
She was so exhausted that she was asleep
almost as soon as she finished eating supper.

The next morning they set off toward the mountain.
 
It was not long before they could hear
rushing water.
 
They came around a bend
and down below they saw rapids flowing.
 
They kept walking until they came across an old rickety swinging bridge.
 
It was the only way to cross the rapids.
 
It was about a fifty foot drop to the bottom
and the only rocks they could see were directly below the bridge and in the
center of the rapids.

“Look around for another clue,” Cain said as he reread the
clue about water crossing their path.

The crew along with Cain and Mercy searched all around the
bridge but could find nothing related to their search.
 
Cain sent one crewman across the bridge to
test the strength of the bridge and to see if there was anything on the other
side.
 
The man returned finding nothing
and confirmed the strength of the bridge.

“It has to be below in or near the water,” Cain said as he
peered over the edge of the cliff before ordering, “Bring the rope.
 
Luke is the best swimmer so we will lower him
down and he can check it out.”

Slowly, the crew lowered Luke over the edge until he was at
the bottom.
 
He searched the area and
decided he needed to swim to the rocks under the bridge and see if there was
anything there.
 
Mercy gasped as Luke jumped
into the quick flowing rapids.
 
He was
swimming as hard as he could but seemed to get nowhere.
 
The current was too swift.
 
He was near exhaustion when he reached the
rocks under the bridge.
 
He quickly
recovered when he found the next clue.