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Chapter List
- 1-Confluence
- 2-Confluence Part II
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The following is Part Two of the prologue there is a load of stuff in the intro to Part One that might be useful to know, but then again you the reader gets to decide what makes sense and what doesn�t..so read it or not..

Those passages that are indented are extracts from Eva�s journal..those indented with ****�s are Kate�s flashbacks- it will all become clear- maybe.

Blue Magic and Nuit

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�Okay, where were we�you know I think I need something to eat soon, this rum is making me a bit dizzy�.� There�s a small hard to say what noise from Jack in response and she goes on, recounting her reminiscences from earlier and leaving Eva aghast that she hadn�t been ready to jump his bones on first sight.

�Well the point is I hadn�t really seen him right until that moment when he took my hand and then between those Jack eyes and those lips on my skin, I�m not sure I�d have noticed if the island had sunk into the sea. In fact I thought perhaps La Soufriere had exploded and all that lava was rushing through me instead of down the middle of the island and wasn�t he going to burn his mouth on my skin. �Good luck, luv� he said and let go of my hand and if my friend Yvette hadn�t come and grabbed my arm and steered me up to the podium I might just have stood there like an idiot.

Thank God my boss loved to hear himself talk and then he had to introduce me and rattle off all my degrees and papers and all that hogwash he thought made him look so clever for hiring me, so I had a chance to unscramble my brain if not the rest of me. I�ve no idea how I got through an hour long lecture except that I refused to catch his eye even once and that I had practiced it so many times that even my cat ran out of the room when she heard me say �Mesdames et Monsieurs.�

�You were brilliant.� He says, and she blushes, Eva and Joe looking like they don�t doubt it for a minute and Kate looking embarrassed.

****�You were brilliant,� he says and she blushes, Goddess she hates that, she�ll look stupid, but he looks completely sincere and she is trying to think of something to say back but he saves her by going on. �You�re the first person of your ilk � though I might easily say you are beyond compare � but the first person who claims to know something about pirates, whilst not being one, who actually in fact does. Whether or not every detail is in place, you�ve got the scope of it, what drives a man, a hunger for freedom and a sense of making ones own way a real birthright, how it was between us good and bad, from the loftiest ideals to the most delicious debauchery. Quite extraordinary.�

He took the words out of her mouth, he got it all so perfectly, who the hell was this absolutely gorgeous man and why did he get it. Not just some actor obviously though he was beautiful enough to be one in fact now that she was really looking she could not stop, cheekbones you could cut yourself on and so soft lips and those little outrageous braids that just point your eyes down to that v of tan skin under a white linen shirt open what could never be far enough and shit she was staring and he was all too aware of it. �Who are you?� she asked again but this time she really wanted to know and he did in fact take her hand and kiss it again, �Captain Jack Sparrow, luv, at your service, and believe me when I say I do not make that offer lightly.�

There was a long silence when a world of questions seemed to pass silently between them and then she got pulled away again and she wanted to scream NO! as stupid M. Hommard whisked her off to meet some cabinet minister. But Jack didn�t leave. She caught his eye as some elderly woman in too many sequins grabbed his arm for a picture and he was the portrait of dangerous charm to the woman but the glance he shot her way when he looked over had so much heat in it she only hoped she was nodding in the right places. All the talk being reduced to a sort of annoying buzzing and far too many people in the way.

In the midst of a conversation with one of their biggest contributors she stepped back to make way and an arm shot out to keep her from being crashed into by a waiter with two trays of hors d�oeuvres but who was to save her from what was crashing over her now, Jack�s hand at the small of her back, against her very bare skin, pressed up against him as he said, �now that was close.�****

�That stupid party went on forever, let me tell you the longest three hours of my life, I swear I almost got up on a chair at one point and screamed �for Christ�s sake, just write us a check, finish your drink and sod off!�

�Legendary fundraising skills, I�ll have to remember that for the Irish charities�� Joe teased.

�So anyway, I finally got rid of the buggers, great job, yadayadayada, and too many kisses on the cheek until I wanted to go home and take a shower and he was gone.�

�No!� Eva screamed appropriately.

�Yes. I almost broke my toe I kicked a chair so hard and then stomped back to my office only to have Jack give me a heart attack, sitting in my chair, and thumbing through my book.�

�It was that lady with the sequins and the feathers. She almost followed me in to the men�s room � seems I was a bit too charming for my own good and I thought to extricate myself from the predicament by hiding until she�d gone.�

�And then in what is surely one of the more unique seduction strategies, he proceeded to argue with me for the next 45 minutes, reiterating that though I�d got the gist of the thing beautifully, there were one or two points he could clarify.�

�Seeking to prove that I was neither a run-of-the-mill-miscreant nor just another very pretty face,� he elucidated, batting his eyelashes at her.

�You were pretty enough�� she told him. �Anyway, he told me all this stuff he couldn�t possibly know and corrected some of my conclusions but in a way that fit with what I did know and the whole thing was so disorienting and totally fascinating he actually did sort of distract me from dwelling too much on how much I just wanted to pounce on him.

�Clearly the flaw in my plan�.So where this all led was that I decided to just tell her the truth, which I have always said is the most disarming weapon of all. So I explained that though I had come with felonious intent, I would put my case to her and she could decide whether to give me what I sought or not and I would abide by that decision. That as improbable as it was, I was in fact who I claimed to be and that it was my coat she had down the hallway and that there was a map inside which I very much wanted back. They could keep the coat, for as she had already commented, I had a perfectly nice one already.�

�I told him there wasn�t any map that we�d have found it if there had been and he gave me that Jack �exasperated-roll your eyes look and I decided I wanted to get to the bottom of it.

�So long story short, we retrieved said coat from the display, I applied my knife � where upon Miss Museum Curator nearly had kittens - and removed said map from the lining of the coat where it had been sewn in for safe keeping.�

****�You were right about the map.�

�I was right about the map.�

�But how could you know about that unless you were really him. No one here found it, there�s no mention of it in any text so no one even knew to look for it�.How could you know that unless you were really him?!� Her voice sounded a little frantic now, reflecting the turmoil her mind was in and with a flash of triumph she found a fact stored in her brain, grabbed Jack�s hand and shoved up his sleeve. She choked. And then she slowly reached out to trace over the brand with her fingertips, and when that was as etched in her mind as it was in his flesh, they traveled over the pictures.

�I must say that�s a lot more enjoyable than the last time someone was looking for proof for or against.�

�Jack,� she said, actually believing it now, but unaware of the tears in her eyes, �How?�

�Well I�ll tell you what I know luv� he promised as he pulled her to him, his arm wrapping around over satin and skin, his other hand sliding over arm and shoulder to that long lovely throat and behind her head . �but maybe the Powers thought that 350 years was just too long to make a man wait for the woman he�d already been waiting for his whole life��

and he kissed her. And it was the sweetest thing he had ever tasted, and despite the madness of the situation there was no hesitancy on her part either. She kissed him back with all the passion he�d kindled with that first look, plus a sense of the miracle that they could find each other and it made his whole body scream to have her and right now but he was not about to rush this.

When at last they let go of each other he took a deep shuddering breath and just brushed his lips over hers again. �And well worth the wait, I�m thinking.�****

There is a silence when she has finished in which it is apparent where they are.. the sea lapping the wood and the ropes creaking- they are on the Black Pearl, suddenly apparent in fact that this was no fairy story- though it would make the best one- they are really here. Eva has tears trickling down her face and there is a sparkle to Joe�s eyes which may be the light but it is doubtful.

She is half in both their laps quicker than a ships rat, unable to stop kissing his face and her lips, and then her face and his lips, �I love you�s� and hugging every bit of them she can find. Always can count on Eva to interrupt a romantic moment with �oh jack�s � and kisses.

�Well Luv, remind her to tell that story again tomorrow night,� Jack is smiling but he can hardly bear not to look at Kate, Eva tugs a little on those little turns of hair at his chin until he meet her eyes.

�Wait a minute�Jack Sparrow you aren�t telling me your heart belongs to another? that I have traversed the lands and these seas- well ok I only looked a bit on the sea not having a ship, although I did go out on a dingy once off the shores of Brighton, AND I have been on the cross channel ferry I will have you know.. but anyway, all for naught? That this here strumpet wearing an indecently cut red dress, won the lock and the key to your soul?� He is chuckling.

�Oh jack I am simply heartbroken � I will have to find what solace I can in a rum bottle. which now tragically is empty��

A hug from Jack that would warm the cockles.

�Well that, Luv, I can remedy, what say you we retire to the captains quarters for some food and more of said elixir.�

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You really couldn�t hope for a better crew, the table already set for dinner, and with the sort of discretion that one normally wouldn�t associate with pirates, born out of familiarity with the ways of their captain and nurtured over years, there is not a soul in sight.

Jack smiles and pulls out a chair for Kate- an over exuberant entertaining bow but they all know, you can feel it prickle your skin- all he wants is her.

Joe and Eva grin, nibbling at conch fritters and each others� fingers, while Jack and Kate melt into each other on the other side of the table.

:So what happened after we left Lass?�

�What after I had to hide in the women�s toilets for a while?..you know..was all fired up��

Joe is laughing and spluttering at the same time.

Ah! You didn�t!..Christ I knew I should have taken you with me there and then, was none to comfortable on that horse as I recall either.�

There is one look between them and she knows that if she touches him there will be no salvation so she crunches down on another fritter.

�Well anyhow, then the coppers came- were asking me all sorts of questions about you- what you had said and if I knew where you were hiding out and all that stuff�of course I didn�t have a clue but wouldn�t have told them anyhow.�

Joe beams, �That�s my girl. I mean- ah shit whatever.�

�And then of course you came back...you want me to read you that bit?� Eva glances over at Kate and Jack, not entirely sure that they are listening but all the same.

�You go ahead Luv- we are all ears, are we not Kate?� A rallying deep breath and she sits up straighter, �yeah..� a big smile.

�Ok where was I? right- told you about the coppers coming and all that�- her finger scooting down the page �ah here we go, so it is early evening now, the bank has finally been shut and I am going out the back door to fetch my bike to go home, a bigger grin on my face even than a regular Friday night, which was saying something I don�t mind telling you.�

�as ever I couldn�t find the keys to my padlock, cursing myself and resolving once again to get a proper system, well put them in the same place on 2 subsequent days at least, when a match lit up to the side of me, heard it sizzle as I stood there frozen for a second. When I dared take a glance it was just as he took a drag of the cigarette in his hand. Leaning up against the wall with his other hand in his pocket and looking at me with those eyes that I thought there and then must be able to pin a woman down at 20 paces, not that I needed pinning, a simple request would have worked

�Jesus..what are you doing here..?� an anxious look around me that just made him smile �there are coppers all over the place.�

�I know there are lass, that why I am standing in the dark..�

I sighed �no, why are you here in town..shouldn�t you be? Fuck, I don�t know..at your hideout, galloping over the hills in a cloud of dust, burying the loot..something, but decidedly not here in this alley behind the back which you just..�

His hand caught hold of mine, and pulled me a little closer to the shadow

� I think you know why � what will I call you?�

�what will you call me when?� just a little venture in to �what exactly are you planning here?�

He chuckled a little- �whenever you would like me too- when I am serenading you at the window..writing you letters from jail or right now as I ..� he stopped a second and looked at me weighing things up �just before I kiss you..�

�Eva �� I blurted out a little too quickly as I recall, he just grinned, obviously a man used to women being in a fluster where he was which rankled me a bit, but not enough to remove myself from what was building up.

�Joe..Joe Byrne� Now I know I am not exactly Audrey Hepburn in the Nun�s story but he seemed to think that that would do as the preliminaries, and frankly it seemed about enough for me too �fine we know each others names- now where were we..� well what else was there to say really? If I got any hotter I would combust and, well it was dark- I stole a quick look down just to see, and it seemed like he was about there too

He stepped forward to slide his hands around my waist and I shuddered with the first touch

�think I left some of the treasure behind ..Eva�

His mouth just hovering over mine and I was feeling a little dizzy, if he didn�t kiss me soon I was sure I was going to keel over

Fuck I can hardly describe it for panting..gentle sucks on my lips at first, a breath or two where he just looked at me and then his tongue slipping inside me at the same time as his hand moved down from my waist to the bare skin of my thighs

I can sort of remember him saying something about clothes and easy but since I was hardly listening I didn�t much care anyhow I just gave into heavy breathing and pulling at his shirt, dragging it out of his pants so I could touch his skin, and oh my god was I happy I did, hard and smooth and just what you would dream of And he wasn�t taking any prisoners himself, swinging me round so my back was against the wall as the hem of my skirt crept further up what can only be described now as my shaking thighs, the palms of his hand on my skin pushing up higher and higher

Eva breathes out for what seems the first time in minutes, just a wide or was it wild eyed look at him �Holy shit.. I don�t think I can read much more.�

�Yes you can lass� a look of pure Joe passion and she would do anything...well that must be obvious anyhow.�

I put my head back against the wall and his mouth dragged over my skin , my skirt so high now there was only the small issue of his pants and my quite frankly given up the ghost knickers, I could feel the buttons of his fly and his cock behind then right up against me and I was almost begging him to do it now, whimpering so loud I am sure he thought the coppers in the next town would hear me so he was kissing me again and I could hardly breathe anyhow, but I swear I nearly bit his tongue when he pulled away from me and slid his fingers into my knickers..

She doesn�t know whether to blush, scream of just give in and sit on top of him right there..�Joe..�

�When you have finished.��

�Christ I am nearly there now�..�

He laughs,� Just to the bottom of the page.�

I don�t think I had ever been so wet, I truly don�t and the groan I could feel from him made me push down against him so hard, wanted him to know he could have me. Right like it wasn�t obvious he could have what ever he wanted. His fingers were slipping all over and moving so fast I couldn�t concentrate on anything so I just held on praying to god for one second that it flashed in me mind that Trevor or Gareth or fucking Marcus, or whatever their stupid names were didn�t come round the corner, well mind you they might have learned something because I am sure as anything I never looked like this when I was with them..

A guffaw from Jack on the other side of the table and Joe grins.

Just a moment of panic when his fingers left me until I realized he was unbuttoning his pants and I couldn�t stop myself cry out, �sssh..ok ..I�ll sssh�

His hands were back on my thighs and lifting me up against the wall

He was still just a moment, bending to catch my eyes with his, burning with intent and yet asking

�you sure lass?�

�Jesus�yes right now..�

�we are of a like mind then� a beautiful smile and he slid right inside me. I felt my back press hard against the brick and put my hands on his face to I could kiss him with all I had. Beautiful, deep hard fucking, all I wanted was for it never to stop.

Kate couldn�t say later when it happened � she was lost in Eva�s story and the picture was so bright in her mind - the ruffle of Eva�s skirt around her waist and Joe hard and intent between her legs, she could swear she could feel the grit of the masonry against her own back as she pushed back into the chair. But then it was Jack she was pushing up against, his hand having slid down from her thigh and his fingers at the seam of her pants, pushing and pressing up against the material and Kate just stifling a yell. Just as Eva speaks the words �beautiful hard fucking� Kate�s own hand presses over his achingly hard cock and Jack pulls her right out of her chair and puts her on his lap. His mouth at her throat and his hands everywhere and it seems that audience participation has taken on a new meaning as his fingers deftly undo the buttons of her black seamens� pants while his mouth never leaves her skin.

Eva and Joe a little wide-eyed just for an instant, but this of course exactly where they are as well Joe looking at her now with those black eyes that scream now! and he was pulling the door shut behind them.

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They have barely tumbled out of the door before he has her up against the wood kissing her, those sorts of kisses where they are just breathing gulps of air and gasping together, tongues and mouths just unable to get enough.

�Joe,� she just about manages, �we need to find somewhere, we can�t..oh Jesus..�

He has one hand on her ass to get her tight against him, the other slipping inside her top to skim over her breast, she can feel him moaning into her as their hip bones grind together.

�where Lass- do you remember?� another bruising kiss before she has time to answer.

Breaking away, �Not really..No.� Just a small smile, and she can feel him laugh a little into her hair.

�Ah well just have to be here then�Christ I want you now,� and to underscore his point his hand trails up between her legs, they nearly lose it again as she pushes back against him.

�About as hot as that first time,� she can hear him whispering in her ear and feel cold air on her legs as her skirt rucks up.

�Joe we can�t�Gibbs or someone might come by.�

�It�s a pirate ship Eva lass...Ah Jesus come on.� He takes her hand and they kind of fall down the steep stairs to the next deck.

There are what appears to be a series of rooms � well at least there are doors with who knows what behind them. The first one a hopeless mess of stores and stuff, the second has snores resounding behind it. He is shaking his head and smiling as they get to the third door and stands to listen. She can�t help but touch him, her hands around his hips, glancing over his cock behind those buttons Joe closing his eyes for a second.

�Lass that floor looks mighty inviting right now.�

She holds her hands up. �Ok ok I won�t touch.�

�Ah that�s not exactly what I mean Eva.�

A turn of a handle reveals a small cabin, no sleeping pirates and as that�s all that is required, she leaps onto the bed as he closes the door, and now they have slowed down, caught their breath and the possibilities are all endless and expansive

�Joe come here,� she whispers to him, a smile from where he is hanging his jacket on the back of the door. Taking his hands to pull him down on top of her, between her legs and pressing down over as he kisses her long and slow and let me have everything, she pulls out his shirt just as she had done that first night and slides her hands under on to his skin.

�Feels just as good, Joe..no better � because now you are really mine.�

He looks at her and runs his fingers over her mouth, �Ay that I am.�

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There is a tangle of clothing and limbs and hair and a ridiculous urgency as if it all had to be right now or it would never be at all and a moment of realization when they remember they are not alone and then discover that actually they are. A race where buttons fly and bones bang into furniture in haste and then it is just fierce and desperate and over all too soon.

Jack comes back to the present to the feel of her laughing against his skin, picking her head up just to lick at his chest a bit, swirl around a nipple to make him shiver and then giggle some more as she burrows in. Finally hugging him with her whole body before sliding off to lay just mostly on top of him now, her hair twirling through his fingers as he plays and teases. He smiles at her and laughs himself. �Not exactly the slow, trembling, romantic love-making you�d envisioned after telling that story, eh?�

�Not exactly, no. That Eva is a dangerous woman with a pen in her hand.�

�At the very least,� he winks at her. �But fortunately the night is young�and what was that she saying about Trafalgar and historical reenactments?� His hand slides up her shoulders to bring her mouth to his for a long, deep kiss and then travels back down her body in the softest caress, her breath already shorter in anticipation. �I can think of a few moments from that first night together that should be in the history books.�

He�d suggested a walk that night on the beach, and frankly she�d have followed him anywhere which was a good thing considering where he took her.

****�Goddamn this moonlight. Everything looks all glowy and enchanted and I want you under awful florescent lights or brilliant morning light so I believe you are really here and staying and solid, and not about to disappear the minute I close my eyes.�

He pulled her so tightly to him she could feel every hard muscle rippling along his body and his hands traversed that ocean of bare skin down her back and then slid once around and up over her barely covered breasts and she moaned into his kisses barely able to keep from pulling him down on the sand right then but still a little afraid. She felt him stiffen with the effort of self control and then relax again, just a little, kisses all along her bare shoulder and up her neck into her ear. �So what exactly does a man say in this situation? Don�t worry luv, just let me have you and I promise I�ll still be corporeal in the morning�?� She looked at him for a few seconds and then burst into laughter. Full out, deep throated, insides bubbling out laughter until they were both nearly in tears from it and he thought it couldn�t be possible she was even more beautiful like this but she was and he had waited long enough.

�We�re here.� Jack stops walking and she pulls him close by the hand she has been holding down the beach. And not just holding. His fingers never stop moving, his hands an extension of his words; he has been caressing her since he first opened his mouth to speak to her.

�Mmmm, we are here. And nothing else really matters,� she says catching his upper lip with her mouth drawing him into her, her tongue teasing and exploring and pulling at him, her hands slipping inside the white linen of his shirt to feel his skin and all those muscles she is so keenly aware of and honestly she thinks she might die and she doesn�t care except it would be tragic to have it happen now on the edge of bliss. Her mouth moves down past those devilish braids, kissing and licking at his throat and she can�t resist a small bite and what ever he was going to say gets swallowed up in a groan and then, �Wait, I have an even better place for you to do that, I promise,� he manages with great difficulty.

�I�m sure � and I�ll get there, I promise,� she pulls back to grin at him and my god this is hard, �No � I mean yes! � but no that�s not aaah � just wait � look� and Jack moves to the side of her, arms still firmly holding tight as Kate finally looks past him and out to sea.

He hears her breath catch in her throat and sees her eyes filled with tears, her wonder silver in the moonlight and she is holding on to him as tight as she can.

She wants to say something, but the lump in her throat is too big, she can�t even swallow let alone speak, and he couldn�t have said it better himself.

�Permission to come aboard granted, � he speaks into her ear,� now come with me� and as she walks the thirty or so steps to the small rowboat she feels like she�s walking on pillows or the moon, it all feels so impossible.

Jack gets in first and sits to create some stability, his arm reaching out to steady her as she climbs in - hardly boating attire- and the slit in her skirt parts all the way to the top of her thigh. The slightest brush against her body and its amazing they don�t capsize the damn boat. He has her full attention again, watching him row, her first glimpse of Jack on the water like a puzzle piece slipping into place just here. Smooth as silk and as fluid as the water that surrounds them.

A breathless climb, her skirt hauled over one arm and it is just absurd and Jack underneath her on the rope ladder not quite drowning yet but it was only a matter of time. Jesus.

Two strong hands take hold of her for the last step up, broad firm shoulders for her hands to hold on to and with a modicum of grace she finally has both feet on deck, looking up at a stunningly handsome face to say thank you, but instead blurts out, �Christ are all of you gorgeous? I feel like I�m in an Errol Flynn movie.�

�Will Turner,� he offers blushing a bit� pirates blush? And smiling rather inquisitively at Jack. �I thought you were going after a map �you didn�t mention anything about finding the treasure tonight as well�� Kate laughed and Jack scowled good naturedly. �You, mate, are an extra in this scene this evening so put a lid on that roguish charm and weigh anchor. Set a course west just to that next little cove, we�ll put in there till just after sunrise and back here after.

�Aye Aye, Captain�.

Are you kidnapping me?� Kate asks looking not even the slightest bit concerned.

Jack pulls her close again and whatever calm had been created by not touching has fallen overboard in no time. �Only a little.�

�As far as you want� is all she can think through him kissing her, his mouth back at her shoulders again, now licking and kissing along her collarbone and the hollow of her throat and down. Teasing her as his lips and moustache graze over the tops of all that skin, her breasts in that dress nearly all his already and she just wants�

�Evening Captain,� Kate didn�t know quite where she was for a moment but looked up to find a much saltier dog of the sort she�d expected. Jack placed one more careful kiss that made her shiver before moving his head and saying hello. �Katherine, this is Joshamee Gibbs. A fine friend, the best Bosun one could wish for, and a man who will express no opinions about women and ships at this moment , �less it�s an oyster bed he wants to be sleeping in tonight.�

�Mam,� he said, taking the threat just a little seriously given the look in Jack�s eyes, and moving on.

It is hard to walk Jack is holding on to her so tight but that is fine she wants all of him against her, can barely stand to have these bits of cloth between them. It is her turn to push it just a bit further and Jack with his back against the foremast now, Kate having pulled that shirt up and open, her nails down his skin and her hips just pulsing forward, Jack groaning, his hands on her ass pulling as his push back.

They are torturing themselves. Desire crashing up against them in bigger and bigger waves but it is all too good and neither one wants to let go even to get more of each other. His fingers slip inside that slit in her skirt and she feels his touch on her bare skin -she cries out into his mouth and would have been lost right there had there not been a loud whoosh over head and she thinks for a minute the film has switched to Tarzan at the sight of a blond crew member riding down the rigging as a sail went up . She looked bewildered now � overwhelmed by an overdose of sensation and he disentangled them and took her hand, kissing her softly on the mouth.

�I want you to see this� feel this,� and brought her with him back to the helm where Will immediately moved aside. Above her sails were going up, immense billowing sheets of black flying upward like mad dancers until they were stretched to their full height and Jack placed her hands on the wheel, with his over hers. There was a moment like a deep breath when all was still. And then the wind caught, the sails snapped and soared and she felt as if she were shot out of a cannon herself. The ship lurching forward, Jack and she holding tight and her heart in her throat.

She turned slowly to face him, never losing contact, wrapping her arms around his waist and leaning back just a little which only served to push their hips harder against each other again. �Jack,� was all she said. It was the look in her eyes that said the rest.

She was vaguely aware of the door she was up against closing behind her, the sound of a bolt sliding home but most all of her was focused on the skin underneath her finger tips as she pushes the shirt off his shoulders. His mouth greedy on hers, his tongue wanting to taste everything and hers tasting back, finally letting go only so he can find her eyes again and then the fastenings on her dress. Gasping for each other, Jack finally slides those straps of material down her arms and the silk just disappears into a pool at her feet. She hears his breath catch.

Never letting go of his eyes she watches him watch her as she slips her hands down either side of her hips and slides the last bit of lace off. There is no asking or wondering any more.

She only gives him a moment to just look and then she is back at him, pressing her body against his, her breasts against his chest making them both moan; fumbling with cloth and leather and buttons and she has never felt so desperate for anything in her whole life as she pushes the cloth over his hips. It is more a stumble to the bed than a walk and once there they still can�t get close enough, both pulsing into one another, Kate�s arms around his back and clinging to his shoulders.

She opens her mouth to say she can�t wait , she needs more but he already knows and lifts her thigh over his hip to slide inside her.

The both make their own small cry, and close their eyes, fighting against the perfection of it but she opens them almost immediately and he is already with her. She wants to look at him - his beautiful, beautiful hard body, each muscle etched by work and the sea, lovely smooth skin and violent scars. But that will be stories for other times- she wants to just look and she wants to feel, right now just feel what it is to have him inside her. Her hands pull him in harder and she doesn�t recognize the voice that comes out of her mouth.

He wants to taste her. To drink her - from the words that spill from her lips, to the dew on her skin to the sweetest nectar between her legs - he wants to know every smoky ,sweet, salty taste. He wants to breathe her in, jasmine and rain and endless curiosity. He doesn�t want to let go.

But all that has to wait. Right now there is only crushing need that falls upon them like a tidal wave, his slide in and out of her body both an ecstasy of sensation and a torment that they cannot be inside each other�s skin. Nothing has ever felt better and when Jacks� fingers reach to touch her, slip into the silk between them she is lost immediately, thinking only to pull him on top of her, beg him �God now� not to let her die like this alone.

They explode and seep into each other�s skin and when it is done they are neither of them who they were before.****

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Despite all their earlier frantic searching, she could lie here with him like this all night, the weight of his body on hers and his just close enough to reach whenever she just has to taste his lips and his mouth and yet far enough away to still see those eyes, twinkling at her, his lashes just brushing his cheek as he bends for yet another so soft kiss.

Joe rolls back on to his side, the sheen of his skin catching the candlelight, and she can�t stop kissing his chest.

�Come here lass,� propping his head up on his hand while the other runs through her hair. �Wasn�t easy to leave you behind that night, I was worrying what you might as likely think of me- turn up, have me way and then ride off like it was all nothing.�

Eva smiles, if she loved him anymore she would burst. �Well I guess I thought the same, didn�t want you to think I was just some easy lay..well I was but�.� She is giggling but catches a frown across his eyes.

A sigh and he pulls her closer into him, fingers just tracing over the skin of her back, unconscious kisses into her hair. �Well can�t say that I was a stranger to women who would, well now how shall I put it..make themselves available to me,� sometimes the old fashioned Joe just creeps into his words, and she can�t help but smile . �But Christ lass I couldn�t think of anything else. Ned gave me a fair old row about coming back to town an all, and he was right. Could have got meself killed or followed- though there�s not many could follow me if I didn�t want them to.� She doesn�t doubt him for a second.

�So then I watched you ride away on that bike of yours, could see your legs pull at that skirt and imagine the wind blowing the cloth against your breasts and well I wanted it all over again..second time that day I cursed meself for not taking you with me.�

Eva is quiet for a bit, just feeling his skin under her lips. �Felt like I had been hit by a train, Joe, didn�t know whether to laugh cry or run into the bush and hope I found you. I thought I wouldn�t see you again, never felt like a harder ride home, like swimming against the tide- against nature.�

And now he does kiss her- tipping her chin back with his fingers, gentle sucks and licks and each breath deepening while his mouth covers hers. It is all stirred up again, the everyday flashes of it nothing to what is engulfing him right now- searing desire mixed with something else, those unnamed lurches as she walked across that bank hall, led him down that corridor, packed those bags- her fingers just brushing his, and as she had turned to look at him in the dark before she let him, Jesus, before she let him do what he was about to do now..she could see all of him and she wanted every last ounce of Joe Byrne.
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