Devil's Bargain | By : EvilE Category: Pirates of the Caribbean (All) > Het - Male/Female > Jack/Elizabeth Views: 9090 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Chapter 8: Lessons
There was no gentleness in this kiss. None of the delicate seduction he had employed earlier. Instead, his tongue swept her mouth in a needy hunger that infected her senses and left her deaf to anything except the blood roaring in her ears. She was powerless to resist.
He had divested her of the dressing gown before she knew it, and was cradling her breast in his palm through the material of her chemise. He leaned her backward on the bunk so that her legs were perpendicular to his thighs and her back to the mattress. He held himself above her, still kissing her as though he would die if he didn't. A sweet warmth seemed to spread from her lungs through her belly and beyond, and her hands around his neck to pull him to her even more closely. Then he pulled away.
Loosen my breeches, he ordered, since one of his arms was trapped underneath her and the other busy, his finger and thumb pinching her nipple through the thin cloth. Elizabeth knew it should have hurt, with how hard he was squeezing, but the only sensations rocketing through her were pleasure, and his words failed to penetrate the fog that had settled in her brain.
What?
He gathered both her hands in his, removing it from her breast, causing her to whimper. He put them at his waistband, and she understood, unfastening with shaking hands. He spilled into her hands, hard and swollen, and hot, hotter than anything she'd ever touched. She squeezed him gently with her fingers, and drew her nails lightly up his shaft, more as an exploration than a caress, but his response was immediate.
He groaned her name, and his hips bucked helplessly toward her sweet, soft hands. He couldn't wait, not to get that undergarment off her, not to tease her with his tongue first, not for anything. He shoved her chemise violently up around her waist, and rolled between her legs. He had to be inside her. Now. He positioned himself and thrust, hard, driving deeply into her.
She cried out. His eyes flew open to bore into hers, and the concern on his face was plain. Did I - ?
No, she breathed. She answered him by raising her hips, settling him even more deeply inside her. He ground against her, and drew back, sliding against that most sensitive part of her with every stroke. He felt himself falling, slipping into a realm of pleasure he'd known only in fantasies. If then. Too fast. Too fast!
He withdrew, his breathing heavy, and opened his eyes again to see her cheeks were flushed a deep red in the candelight. He shifted his weight, and put his hands under her chemise to slide it off her. Before he tossed it aside, he felt the material between his fingers, knowing it would be the last time he undressed her. For a while. It would be the last time with her, and there were so many things they hadn't done...
He put his hand at her right side, just above her hip, and lifted her so that she turned, facedown, on the bunk. He smiled to himself. There was that bottom he had wagered his ship for. Worth it after all, he concluded after a brief examination.
Jack? Elizabeth looked at him, heavy-lidded, a little bewildered.
He positioned himself in back of her. Scoot up on your knees, love.
W-why?
You don't like it?
What do you mean?
What do you mean, what do I mean? Don't tell me Will hasn't had you like this, he said, pushing himself against her soft bottom, his shaft brushing her where she still throbbed. I'd have to kill him myself.
I don't know, she said, trying to control her own breathing. Just show me, Jack.
Happily, he said, pushing against her thighs with his hands so she knelt on her knees, and, grasping his shaft in one hand, lifted her so that her soft, weeping channel was right in front of him. He entered her slowly, giving her a moment to adjust.
She drew a shaky breath and wobbled on her knees, till he slid an arm around to support her waist.
Feels good, doesn't it?
She did not reply, and he leaned over, his stomach brushing her back.
I wonder what else dear Will hasn't taught you, he said, half to himself, as he plunged into her. She was so warm, and he throbbed everywhere they touched. He withdrew again, and she whimpered her displeasure at being left. But then he was there again. Solid. Hard. Filling her completely. She closed her eyes and gave in to his rhythm. After a moment she felt his hand, there, stroking her with the pads of his fingers. Desperately she clawed at the bedclothes, trying to steady herself. Her long hair formed a curtain on the side of her face, hanging down to the bed, shaking with every thrust.
Suddenly the ship rolled, and she was toppled sideways on the bunk, Jack with her.
Whoa! Hang on, love. Wasting no time, he moved over and helped set her back up, and was back inside her.
Then the ship rolled again, and she lost her balance, falling on her back in the middle of the bunk. Mmph!
All right, I'll settle this, he said, lying atop her, pinning her body to the mattress. You're not going anywhere. And he entered her forcefully, meeting no friction as she was wet as he'd ever seen her, and she dug her nails into his back as he slid up to the hilt.
Jack!
I'm here, love.
Don't stop. Please. Part of her was alarmed to hear those words, as she'd certainly never uttered them before, but another part of her was telling her to beg him for the release she needed so badly. She pressed her open lips to his throat. Please, Jack. Please, please, please.
I know, love. Just hang on. His words were slightly broken, his voice harsh. He ground himself against her more urgently, now, and was rewarded with small cries every time he entered her. It was more than he could take. It was going to be over very soon. Actually... now.
He groaned from somewhere deep within his chest, collapsing against her shoulder as the force of his orgasm took him. Vaguely he was aware of her chin, raised in the air as her mouth opened in a silent cry, and he knew she was with him, that she had reached pleasure. It was his last thought before he slipped into unconsciousness.
When he woke a short while later, Elizabeth was nestled into the crook of his arm. It was still dark. A rap sounded at his door. Possibly for the second time.
Cap'n? It was Gibbs. We're comin' into port within the hour, methinks.
Excellent, he called back. In three-quarters of an hour, wake the crew.
Aye-aye.
He turned to Elizabeth, who had opened her eyes sleepily. You'll have to get dressed and slip back downstairs before then. Unless you want everyone to know.
She shook her head, then stretched luxuriously. I'm not leaving yet. I still get to have you for a little.
Yes, Jack said, feeling the faintest familiar stirrings of desire. Again. And there are some other things I'd like to teach you.
Such as?
He leaned over and pressed his mouth to her ear and related the details of his latest idea. Elizabeth's mouth fell open in shock.
I am not putting my mouth anywhere near that!
Oh, come on. It's no different than what I did to you.
It is, too. Besides, you're dirty.
I'll wash.
She regarded him, with hesitation still in her eyes.
You'll like it. It's another weapon for your arsenal, he said, glancing down at her. Not that you need one. Besides, he continued, think of what a lovely welcome-home present you could give our dear Will. Hmmm?
I don't know what to do, she said, finally, by way of excuse. He guided her to sit up, then eased her over him and off the bed.
Kneel on the floor, right here, and I'll show you, he said, a wicked grin spreading across his face. With a small, acquiescent sigh, she obeyed. Don't worry, love. This is easy.
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