Chapter 14

"You're already mine," he said and took her hand and placed it over his heart. He kissed her again, deeply and pulled her as close as he could to him. He hurt with the ache of wanting her. He reached around the back of her dress, but couldn't figure out how to get it off. "How do I get this off?" he asked.

Moonie reached behind her back and got the zipper started, "Just keep pulling that down," she whispered.

Jack pulled the zipper down the rest of the way. He was amazed by it, but more amazed at the woman in front of him. He gently pulled down her dress and pushed it down to the floor. "Moonie," he said breathlessly. "I need you, God I've never needed anyone like I need you."

Moonie stepped out of her shoes and took his hand, she led him to the bed and urged him to sit on the edge. She straddled his lap on her knees and kissed him as if her life depended on it, "Not as much as I need you," she groaned. She moved down to the floor and removed his boots. She stood, "May I undress you," she asked.

Jack could only nod. He was stunned by the woman that stood in front of him. For the first time in his life, he wanted to savor a woman. Wanted to spend the rest of his life making love to her. But he knew they only had a short time and he needed to make the most of it. "Aye love," he said.

Moonie did, taking her time, kissing and savoring every inch of him as it became exposed. When she was finished she straddled his lap again, "How can you let me return when I've come so far to find you," she asked as she devoured his mouth.

Jack moaned in her mouth as they were skin to skin. "Because we'll find each other again love," he said as he moved to lie down. Still holding onto her. "I need you Moonie."

Moonie didn't have any idea what he was talking about and at the moment all she cared about was here and now, "Don't let me go," she moaned and pulled him closer.

"Never," Jack said and rolled so that she was underneath him. "Do ye trust me?" he asked.

She nodded, "Yes," she breathed.

Jack smiled at her and let his hand roam down her body until he got to the juncture of her thighs. He felt her shiver. Parting her thighs, he moved between them and gently eased towards her warmth. "I'll never let ye go Moonie," he said and pushed inside of her.

Moonie moaned as she nearly climaxed at once, "Oh Jack," she cried.

"Mine," Jack said as he began to move inside of her. "Forever mine," he groaned as he felt her hips thrusting upwards to meet his. "My love."

Moonie clung to him, meeting him with each thrust with her hips. She got closer and closer her head rolling from side to side and then she was bucking and writhing not even attempting to stifle her cries of passion.

Jack could not get deep enough. His mouth searched hers and he kissed her as if his very life depended on it. "I can't hold on love," he cried out as he filled her completley.

Moonie held him to her with her legs not wanting him to pull away, she kissed him and let herself cry freely, "Don't let me go," she repeated over and over like a pleading mantra to a god.

"I won't," he said. "I swear to you I won't." he let his head bury itself in the pillow under her head. His breathing almost frantic. He felt her tears and looked at her. "Please don't cry love."

"I can't help it my heart is broken," she sobbed and rolled into him not wanting his body away from hers.

"Oh love, please don't say that," he said stroking her hair. His own heart was breaking.

Moonie kept crying into his chest. She was clinging to him like a newborn to it's parent. "Tell me I can stay... please," she choked.

"I don't know Moonie," Jack said in all honesty. "Look at me."

Moonie was slow to obey but she finally managed to look at him.

"We'll figure it out," he said and wiped away her tears. "I swear to you, we'll figure out a way."

Moonie did her best to stop the tears, "Jack do you want me here? I mean… do you love me," she asked. She shook her head, "Don't answer that," she said but pulled him into her arms, "I love you," she whispered. "Since the first time I saw you four years ago," she said. "I mean, I know it wasn't you but…," she began to cry again, "I can't let you go," she sobbed.

Jack wrapped his arms around her and held her as she cried. A woman's tears always nearly did him in. This time wasn't a nearly, it was the only time. He felt his own eyes water, but he would not cry in front of her. "And I don't think I can let ye go either love," he said and kissed her head. He did love her, but he didn't know if he could tell her just yet.

Moonie looked at him, "Love me... ," she lowered her head. When she looked up she pulled him to her and opened her legs, "Love me." she moaned. She could die here, right now, in the arms of this man and she'd be all right but the thought of spending one day in her world without him was pure hell.

Jack gently pushed her legs apart and entered her. It felt like coming home. "Moonie," he moaned. "I can't let you go."

Moonie savored him and clung to his words, he couldn't say he loved her but he had said as much without saying it. He loves me, she thought... if it can only be for this moment. She raised her arms over her head encouraging him to hold her down and get deeper. She closed her eyes and tried to push tomorrow out of her mind.

Jack felt complete when he was inside of her. As he pushed as deeply as he could inside of her, he lifted his head and looked into her eyes. "You are the greatest treasure I've ever found love," he said in a hoarse voice.

Moonie smiled sadly, "Am I," she whispered. "Then hide me away and let no other know of my existance, I am for only you," she said. "And you are mine," she added.

Jack felt her clench herself around him. "Aye love, ye are," he said and held her as close as he could. He pushed inside of her until he couldn't push anymore. "Mine," he growled as he felt himself climax. "Forever."

Moonie exhausted emotionally and now physically, as no man had ever made love to her quite the way Jack had, closed her eyes and let sleep overcome her, his words echoing in her ears.

Jack watched her sleep. His heart ached at the sight of her. She was so beautiful and she had captured his heart. He had never let a woman get this close to him and while he did love her, it scared him to death. He pulled on his breeches and poured himself a glass of rum. He looked over at the bed and saw she was still sleeping soundly. He sat down at his desk and looked at her bag. With one eye on Moonie, he reached inside of her bag and pulled out the paper that was put together with some sort of metal. He flipped through it and saw that there were many words written inside. He wondered what she had so much to say about. He heard her moan in her sleep and he quickly shut the book and put it back in her bag. He couldn't let her go. There had to be a way for her to stay. Perhaps a trip to Tia Dalma's would be productive. He sighed heavily and went back to bed and pulled her into his arms as he fell asleep.