Moonlit Splendor — Wanda Owen

When Pierre Renaud awoke in an isolated cove after a long day of carousing, he saw an enchanting blonde beauty strolling amid the moon-washed rocks. Convinced she was a rum-inspired dream, the wealthy adventurer reached out to mold her supple curves with his strong hands and to taste her intoxicating nectar with his sensual lips. His desire knew no bounds when her struggles proved her flesh and blood and nothing could stop him from taking his pleasure with the alluring little witch.

When a towering man loomed at her in the dusk, waves of fear engulfed blue-eyed Charmaine Lamoureux. Then as he clasped her close and she felt his masculine heat, she couldn't resist the rush of ecstasy that surged through her. The innocent beauty knew she should scream, scratch and fight but after one masterful touch, she whimpered, caressed and embraced. Forcibly engaged to be wed on the morrow, Charmaine had to snatch now what little happiness she could and relent to this breathless, fantasy, this exhilarating Moonlit Splendor.