She makes the attempt

"Better to try and fail; than to submit to this coarse thug without a fight." Charlotte knew that the chances of success were slim, but she was a Dame of the Realm and just like Nelson in the Mediterranean, she would fight to the end. She clenched her hands together and lifted them high over Black Brand's head preparing herself for an all-out ****.

The locking mechanism of the shackles was simply a square-head nut that tightened the ring of iron to the desired size. As he turned the key again and again tightening the manacle around the intricately carved bed post Randy tried to figure out how he could use Marlton's daughter to **** the Lord to pay for his household's mistreatment of Mary.

Randy was too distracted by his thoughts as he turned the key to sense Charlotte's shifting on the edge of the bed. He was caught completely by surprise when with a sudden cry his captive launched herself at him. The sharp blow to the back of his neck made his head swim and eyes water momentarily but before she could take full advantage of his **** position he lifted his arms and caught her small fists in his.

"Oww! Damn it you wildcat." She was kicking and squirming in his arms again just like on the riverbank just minutes again. Lady Charlotte reminded him of the near-feral cat that lived aboard the New Bedford and help control the rats that plagued all great wooden vessels. Like that fierce tabby, Charlotte's damp skin was soft but just like the slender cat she had surprising strength in the toned muscles just beneath her skin.

“Isn’t it enough that you assualted me on the riverbank! That you plan to **** me here on your rediculess bed?” Charlotte demanded. “Must you mock me as you do it?” Charlotte's accusation startled Randy. Did she think he was going to **** her? As attractive as he found his proud captive and angry as he was at this young woman's father, he had no desire to take his **** by forcing himself on Marlton's innocent daughter. He had the chance to take her by the riverbank and demonstrated there that as attractive as she had neen - and willing too - that he knew right from wrong.

"What did you expect you savage?" She hissed at him. Randy had her hands firmly in his grasp but she lifted her feet and kicked out at him one foot landing in on his upper thigh and the other blue boot drove into his belly driving the wind from his lungs. "You Outlaw!" She spit out the insults as she twisted in his arms trying to free her hands from his grasp. "You ****!" Randy was able to control her arms but her limber legs moved freely. Charlotte's legs pulled back for another broadside he had no desire to sit back and let her land two more of her powerful kicks.

In a **** attempt to preserve himself, Randy lunged forward pinning the wet struggling woman to the bed with his hard torso. He straddled her toned thighs between his muscular legs and squeezed tightly until she finally stopped her panicked thrashing. Her hands were held firmly in his over her head and Lady Marlton's hips were pressed into the firm mattress by his weight. Charlotte's ragged breathing caused her bosom to rise and fall rapidly. The pleasant feeling of her warm breasts pressing against his chest as he lay on her did not go unnoticed.

Charlotte could feel the unmistakable male hardness pressing into her soft belly; it was just as her romance novels described it. Several times in her experience with suitors Charlotte thought she had detected a noticeable bulge in their tight trousers but she had never before felt anything like this. His arousal was primal and unmistakable, and despite her frustration at her position and trepidation at what was surely to come, Charlotte felt a surge of feminine pride that she was the object of the highwayman's desire.

Randy became aware of Charlotte's body softening under his, the tension left her arms and her thighs opened slightly allowing him to settle just a little more against the cradle of her pelvis. He could smell her sweet breath on his stubbled chin as she panted softly through her slightly open lips, and feel the warmth of her body under his length.

God he wanted her.