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*** Chapter 4, Getting romantic ***

Jack and Elizabeth had been standing in the nest for quite some time. When it started raining they both climbed down and ran to Jack's cabin. Jack walked into his bathroom and took a large towel out one of the closets standing in the small room. He walked over to Elizabeth and wrapped the towel tightly around her to make sure she wouldn't get cold. While doing so, his hands lightly touched her bare skin. It caused electric jolts going through her body. She loved that feeling. The way she responded to him got herself wondering. She had been with Will quite some time now, but never once felt electric jolts. He had now move his hands to her head, softly rubbing her long hair, careful not to mess it up. All this time she had been looking to her feet, slightly afraid to look up and meet his eyes. Right that moment Jack put his left hand under her chin and softly but firmly raised her head so her eyes met his. She saw the love in his eyes when he looked at her. For a moment she was confused. Was it friendship love or was it love love? She wondered. Jack used to have another prostitute every other night, well he did if she had to believe the stories told about him. So how could he possibly fall in love with a girl like her. She felt his hands slowly move to her neck and than to her back. She shifted her weight a little so that she was a little more comfortable. She looked up to meet his eyes and when she did, she felt like she could drown in them. She saw the familiar sparkle and smiled. Until now she hadn't made a move yet, but every time he looked at her she felt a little more confident.

She raised her hands and gently placed them on his chest. She could feel the jolts flowing to his body when she touched him. She knew what she did was wrong, but right now she didn't exactly care. Not now.

She wrapped her arms around his chest and leaned forward to meet his lips. 'God forgive me, but I got to follow my heart', she thought. Meanwhile Jack's mind was going into overload. 'O me god, O me god, O me god, what she doing, what she doing'. Suddenly he felt her lips softly touching his. He looked at her once more before making up his mind.

He wrapped his arms around her and answered her begging kiss. He pressed his lips against hers and almost commanded her to open her lips. She answered his kiss and almost immediately trusted her tongue in his mouth. He was a little surprised but continued kissing her, like the world was ending in less than a second. His hands were now all over her body. She started to unbutton his shirt and placed her hands on his now bare skin. She tore away from his mouth and slowly made a trail with wet kisses. She started at his neck, then slowly moved to his chest. While she did, he was busy trying to get rid of the dress she was wearing. 'God, how can she breath while wearing that', he thought. Meanwhile almost tearing the dress apart as inpatient as he is. She looked up and decided things were going to slow. In one quick moment she opened the dress, let it fall on the floor and stepped out of it. She was almost completely naked it now. It kinda drove him insane seeing her like that.

He put his hands on her hips and gently picked her up. He walked to the bed while kissing her continuously. He gently laid her down and stepped back. He took off his pants and she gasps. He was completely naked underneath. She had never known that. But somehow she wasn't surprised. In the end he was still a pirate.

He slowly laid on top of her while never stop looking in her eyes. She felt him entering her, filling her completely. He slowly built up a rhythm. She shifted her weight, adjusted to his size and started to meet his trusts. He pressed his lips against hers again and almost devoured her completely. The rhythm fastened. Breaths getting heavier. After a few minutes Jack slowly rolled off of her. They both lay on the bed feeling exhausted. But with quite the satisfying look in their eyes.

Elizabeth sights. "Wow", she mumbles. 'That was great, amazing. Just.. wow"

Jack grinned. "You could definitely say that my love. It really was Wow."

She turned her head to face him. There were no signs of remorse in his eyes. She was glad. Even though she was planned to marry Will, this was better than she ever had. Ever would have. So instead of feeling sorry, she just felt satisfied. She rolled over and rested her head on his chest. He put his arms around her and held her close. After a few minutes he heart the slowly but steady breath of Liz. She had fallen asleep with a slight smile on her lips and a satisfying look on his face.

He looked up and whispered.

"I'm sorry Will, mate, but the battle has began"

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To be continued…

By the way I'm sorry if Jack seems a little out of character, but I wasn't quite sure how he would react on love subjects.