Chapter 38
Sunset
Aboard the Adelisa Aiglentine
Carrick POV
The sky was cast in soft glowing shades of color against the dispersing storm clouds on the horizon. A light sprinkle the only thing remaining of the heavier rainfall from earlier in the day. A small group, consisting of immediate family and new friends stood on deck to witness the impromptu union taking place before them. As the current Captain of the Adelisa he'd been asked to officiate the ceremony.
There were no flowers, no fancy clothing and no rings. Yet the vows between bride and groom were spoken with the weight of love and conviction. When all was said and done quiet applause and cheers surrounded the newlywed couple.
Congratulations were kept short as Solomons and Shelby were to leave the next day and everyone thought it best to allow both men time with Aine and Aoife.
Aoife POV
Almost everyone had descended back down to the ground but Aoife stood at the railing watching the remainder of the sunset. She enjoyed the light smattering of rain that had been falling since the wedding had begun and tilted her head back slightly to feel the soft drops land on her face. She couldn't help but feel happy and content in this moment. She would always remember the beauty of the evening that nature had bestowed upon the event. Even though the ceremony had been unexpected, short and simple, it had been both beautiful and romantic in its own way.
Traditional customs had not been upheld due to the unexpected event taking place, but there was an understanding by all, that Empyrean traditions would take place at a later date when a celebration of the union could be thrown.
Even though it had been sprinkling she'd seen the tears in Aine's eyes, but she knew they were tears of joy. Alfie couldn't hide his emotions, though he liked to act like it was just the rain blurring his vision. It really had been beautiful.
She felt Tommy come up behind her. His arms wrapping around her waist as he looked out on the view himself. Her grandfather had asked him for a moment when the ceremony had concluded.
"What did Papi want with you?"
"Last minute business. He thought we should get it out of the way now so that he won't have to bother us tomorrow, before I leave."
"Mm."
"Are ya happy?"
"Yes... Is it wrong for me to be both happy and sad at the same time?"
"Not if that's the way you feel. What are ya sad about?"
"...I'm happy that a new stage is beginning, but I can't help but be a bit sad that there's also one ending."
She felt the slight movement of Tommy nodding his head behind her as he considered her answer.
" It's alright to be both happy and sad that things are changin'. However, I'll do my level best ta ensure that you're more happy than sad."
"Is that right? What do you suppose will make me happier than I am right now."
"Well now... I was thinkin' about taking ya back down to our secluded, little temporary haven and spendin' the rest of the night... making memories that will be enough to last us til we're together again."
Aoife couldn't keep the smile from her face as she listened to Tommy's plans. She certainly thought he had the right idea. She knew that she was going to see him again in a little less than a month. She also had a feeling that she was going to miss him even more this time around. So she didn't want to waste anymore of what little time they had left together. However there was one thing she wanted from him before they went dockside... a kiss... on deck... in the rain, while the sunset bloomed its last colors.
She turned around slowly in his arms so that she was looking up into the icy blue of his eyes. Eyes that at the moment seemed to hold all the warmth in the world for her. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders and rested her weight against him. Reaching up to claim the kiss she wanted she murmured against the rain kissed coolness of his lips.
"Mm. I do find that I quite enjoy the way your mind works."
She could feel his responding smirk before he murmured his own response.
"Glad to hear it."
His lips settled onto hers to take what she was clearly offering. She was certain that when they finally pulled apart she could see a bit of steam rising from them and she couldn't help the laugh that bubbled up. She felt the warmth of Tommy's fingers as they gently brushed wet strands of her hair from her face. When he was satisfied that they were no longer hindering his view, his knuckles slowly ran down the line of her jaw, stopping at her chin to tilt her face back up to his.
"Now that is a sound that I enjoy hearing. You're beautiful Aoife, ya take my breath away."
She felt heat rising to her cheeks and knew the damn man had made her blush.
Tommy POV
Tommy studied Aoife carefully. He thought back on all the times he'd spent with her and he realized that this was the first time he'd ever seen her blush. He'd surely seen her flushed after they'd been enjoying one another but he'd never seen her cheeks blossom with this soft delicate rose color before. He ran his thumbs gently over the line of her cheeks taking it in to his memory.
"...What's this about?"
"...You... you Tommy... are perfect... for me."
He could tell that she meant every word she said and it was like being kicked in the gut, but in a good way. He needed to get them back to the hut or else Carrick was going to want to fuckin' kill him for what he planned on doing with her and he was literally inches away from doing them right here, right now. He pulled her hands down from around him, clasping them in his own before bringing them to his lips and kissing her knuckles.
"...Come on... let's head back."
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Thankfully they'd managed to make it back to their hut in record time. Everyone was starting to gather for the evening meal but he wasn't hungry. He had no desire to share Aoife on their last night together here. She hadn't said anything about wanting to eat and seemed far too interested in undoing the buttons of his shirt to care about food either anyway.
He felt the weight and shifting of her hands as she toyed with his braces before guiding them off his shoulders. Her fingers tracking a line of heat against his skin as she pushed the fabric of his shirt open and off him. The cloth falling limply to the floor just inside the entry.
She'd worn a light weight skirt that wrapped around her to the wedding. As the heat of her hands branded the bare skin of his chest, tracing the ink there, his fingers deftly pulled the tie at her waist loose. The entire thing simply released its grip from around her hips and drifted downward to join his shirt.
The warm island climate had ensured the disuse of layers and he relished in the ease of access to the body of the woman he wanted on every level. Not that he wouldn't thoroughly enjoy unveiling that same body layer by layer back in England. Her penchant for lacy barely there knickers was a special enjoyment as well.
He quickly slipped the buttons on her shirt loose as he felt his trousers ease their grip on his waist. Aoife's dainty nimble fingers moving with purpose over him to achieve her desired goal. He leaned down to distract her with his lips. Grasping her waist firmly he lifted her up and felt her bare thighs automatically wrap around him, her ankles locking behind him.
Aoife POV
She enjoyed wrapping herself around Tommy, the clean leanly muscled lines of him. He wasn't soft, she could feel the hard definition of him beneath the smoothness of his skin. She reveled in the strength of his hands and the sure gait in his stride as he moved them further into the main room. His lips demanded her attention as they continued to caress her own, his tongue delving into her mouth to seize what was his. She tried desperately to divide her attention with what his mouth was doing and what his hands were after.
With her eyes closed she could feel the path of his hands caressing the line of her back. A jolt of electricity flowing through her where he touched. He gently tugged at the clasps of her brassiere, loosening the binding around her chest little by little, until it released completely and hung loosely around her. His hands continuing their upward path to smooth over her shoulder blades. Calloused fingers catching the satin ribbon straps and shifting them from their perch to fall down her arms.
His lips lifted from hers and she took a deep breath into her lungs as he travelled a path up the line of her jaw. He slowly lowered to his knees and placed her gently down, on one of the arm chairs. As she settled onto the edge of the seat his hands began to massage her waist where he gripped her, slowly moving to her hips, then further down to the tops of her thighs.
His mouth was busy enjoying her weak spot. Making her gasp lowly and arch her body towards his own, in order to press against him. Her own hands gliding over his biceps, caressing his shoulders. The texture of his skin changing slightly as she ran over the puckered ridges of one of the scars that graced his body. Her fingers finding his neck and kneading into his flesh.
He was very efficient at multi-tasking. He lavished her neck and collar bone with attention as she felt the gentle tapping of his fingers against her thigh. A demand for her to relinquish him from her grasp. She thought about teasing him a bit before doing so but when his teeth nipped into the skin at her pulse and one of his hands cupped the back of her head, to keep her from shying away from him. She allowed her ankles to unlock and her legs hung loosely at his hips.
She could feel the movement of his silent chuckle against her skin as his hands clasped gently around her wrists and pulled them from his neck to sit in her lap. The straps of her brassiere finally continuing their descent down her arms.
Tommy POV
He ran the pads of his fingers over the satin and lace textures of the garment that had confined the globes of her breasts. Gripping the material, he slowly pulled it out from between them and dropped it on the floor.
Taking in the sight before him his eyes caught on her expression and he reveled in the soft dimpled smile and glittering green gems that studied him right back. Leaning in he took her mouth again as he raised her hands onto the arms of the chair. He travelled back to breath in her ear and murmur to her.
"Your hands stay here. Don't move 'em. Can you do that for me?"
He didn't need to see her face to know she had one of her brows raised at him or that her smile had slipped into a smirk. He felt an almost imperceptible nod of her head in ascent to his order. He was happy to know that her aversion to being ordered around didn't extend to moments like this. Though he imagined she wouldn't be shy about ordering him around in these times either.
He wrapped one of his arms securely around her waist to keep her nestled firmly against him. He pulled himself back and leaned away from her. Taking his other hand and lightly tracing her collar bone, settling his palm against it and framing the base of her neck with his hand. All Aoife did was sit there and study him, her eyes dancing wickedly. He gave her neck a gently squeeze before releasing it and nudging her back so that her shoulders laid against the back of the chair.
He ran his hand down the supple skin of her torso in between her breasts, his gaze following along with it, until his palm pressed against her stomach.
Aoife POV
Aoife slid her eyes closed for a moment as she felt his fingertips dance along the edge of her scanties, dipping inside slightly to run over the skin beneath. Nothing more, just... playing, though she was certain his mind had mapped out exactly what he was going to do. She had been slightly surprised by his order to remain as he positioned her but she was willing to give him free reign at the moment. She was far too interested in seeing where this would lead, to ruin whatever he had planned for her.
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She felt both of his hands move back to massaging her waist and slowly working his way down her legs. A moment went passed and then she felt the heat of his breath against her breast. The man knew how to use his mouth. Lips, tongue, teeth... leaving marks of his presence behind on her skin. She dug her own fingernails into the armrests when she felt the urge to tangle them in his hair.
His hands had removed her legs from his hips as his mouth travelled lower, sucking on the skin just under her naval. He pulled off her shoes before setting her feet down on the floor and running his hands up her calves, over her knees and along her thighs. His lips rubbing over her skin and the lace at her hips, making her tremble. She opened her eyes and watched as he grasped the hem of her scanties and dragged them down the line of her legs as he knelt back to drop them in a pile with her brassiere.
His icy blue gaze roamed over her. She was sure that he was committing the picture she made to his memory. She had never been shy or overly concerned with her body image. She was confidant and yet she felt like this was the first time she truly understood what feeling sexy felt like. She allowed her own gaze to wander and take him in, she knew he was paying acute attention to her when she pouted ever so slightly while looking at him.
"What's the pout for Aoife?"
"I think it's incredibly unfair to be the only one naked right now."
"Mm. I believe there's a saying about that."
"...Really?"
"... good things come to those who wait."
"Mm and why are we waiting Tommy?"
"Because there's something I've been wanting to do and if I don't keep myself contained I won't be able to resist you."
"Hm. I suppose I can live with my view being blocked for a little while longer."
"Good. Close your eyes... that's it... keep them closed. All I want you to do right now is...feel."
Aoife waited for him with her eyes closed. A soft barely there stroke of his nails scraping up the skin of her legs. The firm grip beneath her knees as he pulled them open so she was spread out in front of him. His light touch flowing up the inside of her thighs and tracing over the crease of her hips. She heard herself purr as he enticed her with his calloused fingers and short nails, traveling close to where she really wanted his touch but then flickering away.
Until he was exactly where she had wanted him. His thumb running over her, spreading her heated slickness as he slowly circled around the bundle of nerves at her core. His other hand playing over the skin of her stomach in feather light strokes. He knew how to touch her to make her want him, how to touch her, so that want built into need. He'd been paying attention since the very first time they'd laid together. God forbid anyone believe that Thomas Shelby didn't pay attention to the details.
She was about to voice her opinion on his state of dress again when she felt the heat of Tommy's breath right before she felt his mouth descend onto her core. Her desire and pleasure spiking as he tasted her. Fingers, lips, teeth, tongue all working in tandem to explore and discover her at his own leisure. She was amazed that her willpower to remain immobile was still intact. Her legs trembled and her body strained and shuddered. His tongue flicking over her nerves while he eased two of his fingers inside her to thrust in rhythm with his mouths work.
She could feel the pressure building inside of her, that hot throbbing hard knot low in her gut growing with each stroke he gave. Until he curled his fingers and sped his pace. Gods the man could make her moan and she had no doubts that she would beg him if he asked it of her. Thankfully it would seem he didn't need for her to beg at the moment, as he pushed her over the edge into orgasm. His name a breathy moan from her lips as the darkness behind her eyelids bled to white.
Tommy POV
His name drifting to him as she fell caused the last straw of his restraint to fall away. He'd been wondering what she tasted like, he hadn't been disappointed. Tommy quickly removed his remaining clothing and settled himself between her legs once more. Languidly kissing his way back up her chest while he waited for her to come back to herself enough to enjoy fully coupling together.
Her purring sigh was a thing of beauty when he heard her speak.
"...I swear Tommy If I still can't move..."
Tommy chuckled and rubbed his lips gently over her own to quiet her.
"You can open your eyes and move all you want now Aoife."
"Good."
He pulled back slightly and watched as her eyes fluttered open while he felt her arms wrap around his shoulders. Her hands gently scratching his neck and the back of his head. She knew it was something he enjoyed, it tended to relax him. He felt her thighs wrap around him once more and her heels pressed lightly into his lower back. She hummed faintly and he was mesmerized as she pulled her bottom lip between her teeth. She leaned in at the same time as she pulled him toward her and licked his lips before slanting her mouth over his and in between them, tasting herself on him.
He was wrapped up in the endeavors of her lips and tongue so much that he must have missed the disappearance of one of her hands. The next thing he felt are her nails faintly scratching over his abdomen as they moved lower following the thin line of hair down. They were tucked together snuggly so he pulled away from her just a bit to let her have access and the soft warmth of her wrapped around him, gently but firmly stroking over him in a slow deliberate slide. He shuddered at the feeling of her thumb running over the head of his cock and spreading the liquid she found there over him.
His voice was gruff but he needed to be in her.
"Now...Aoife...you can play later."
"Is that a promise Tommy."
A guttural grunt the only answer he can vocalize. She could have continued, he watched her eyes through his half closed lids and saw her thinking about making him wait but she took pity on him and guided him to her entrance instead. He closed his eyes as he eased into her. He understood she was overly sensitive after her first orgasm. She was a wet hot sheath that enveloped him tightly and he groaned lowly as she took all of him. Taking her lips with his own he kissed the gasp from her mouth. He held her hip in a firm grasp as he used his upper body to push her back into the position she'd been in before. He gripped the chair back next to her head and began to move.
Aoife POV
The angle was absolutely blissful but she wasn't sure how long she'd be able to stand the long slow strokes, Tommy had decided on. He was clearly not about to rush. She certainly enjoyed the slow building burn and knew the payout in pleasure would be unparalleled. She just hoped he took pity on her before she combusted from his efforts.
Before she became a mindless mess of nerves she opted to make sure she was an active participant. Using her hands, she smoothed over the plains of Tommy's abdomen, chest, arms, shoulders, around to his back... at least the parts she could reach. Her touch varied between kneading into his muscles, scratching at his skin and caressing him. She'd be using her mouth to explore him as well if he wasn't hindering her by using his own on her neck and breasts.
Kneading his own fingers into her hip and allowing it to roam from there to her thigh and back again moving north every so often to caress one of her breasts in his hand. There were a plethora of sensations bombarding her from every direction. It took her off guard when her orgasm came crashing down her and she felt her muscles shuddering and clenching around him. Tommy's voice a raspy whisper in her ear, urging her to come for him as he continued on in his pursuits. Her vision became blurry around the edges and she could swear that after the torrent of explosions her body felt weightless, she was floating, the world darkening around her. His voice and his warmth surrounding her, he had her, and she allowed herself to let go completely. The distant rumble of Tommy's own groan reaching her as she felt him pull her solidly against him.
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When her vision cleared she stared at the thatched ceiling above her. Time had no meaning, she had no idea how long it had taken her to return to herself but she relished the feel of Tommy's form reclined against her. His chest rising and falling in time with the hot breathes that breezed along her neck. She managed to garner enough energy to lazily sweep her hand up his back to his neck, stroking slowly, massaging his scalp as his breath slowed and deepened.
She wasn't certain if it was the hoarseness in her voice or her languid muscles that made her words come out more a mumble than a murmur.
"That... is going to be a splendid memory to look back on."
She knew Tommy heard her, because she felt him nuzzle into her neck and bite down ever so tenderly. Felt his hand run gently down her leg to make sure she was still hooked around him, before he pulled them up and stood. Carrying her to the bedroom and taking her lips softly as he lowered them both down to the mattress.
Addie POV
She stood tucked back in the shadows, staring into the darkened hut in front of her. She hadn't been able to see anything but her ears worked just fine. It pissed her off, clearly the Shelby was good in bed as her cousin wasn't exactly quiet.
She'd married Jasper because he'd seemed genuinely interested and attracted to her, it had been a bonus that she would have something her cousin had lost. She had high hopes for their own compatibility in bed. After all he'd been very attentive and while it hadn't been toe curling he'd at least made an effort to ensure she wasn't left wanting. At least until after their wedding that is. He'd started to disappear almost immediately after the ceremony. Going off to run some family errands or other some such nonsense.
She was far from stupid but he'd made her feel like a fucking idiot when she'd found out he had another woman tucked away on the side. She had wanted to cry but found she'd been laughing hysterically instead. Going just a wee bit mad. It was then, that all the pieces had fallen into place, clicking one by one in her brain.
He hadn't left Aoife like he said he had. Her cousin had tossed him over because she'd found out about his proclivity and she'd refused to accept it. Now she was married to a lying, cheating piece of shit who didn't even have the decency to put forth any effort to ensure her own pleasure anymore. While it sounded like her cousin was being fucked senseless. It wasn't fair!
The flash of a match being struck and candles being lit inside the hut grabbed her attention. She could hear muffled voices and Aoife's soft laughter, but couldn't make out the words being said. She could see Shelby from the waist up through the window and imagined he was probably naked but her view was obstructed. She hated to admit it, she'd been shocked when he'd shown up at breakfast. He was extremely good looking and his aura was enticing.
She heard a branch snap behind her and turned to see who was there. Squinting her eyes she tried to see into the darker shades of the jungle. She watched as Cam came into view, examining her and then looking toward Aoife's hut. His voice was low so as not to carry passed her.
"Didn't realize you were into voyeurism Addie. Spying on your own cousin while she enjoys her man... interesting kink."
"Don't be absurd... I was just passing by on a walk."
She heard the soft sigh that left him before his voice reached her again.
"You're a horrible liar Addie. I can only imagine why you aren't tucked away with your own man right now... You know you only have yourself to blame for your predicament. The only reason you're mad at Aoife is because she saw through him and you didn't."
"You know nothing Cam."
The sound of two people laughing and enjoying the company of one another caught both their attentions and they looked toward the hut in front of them again.
"I know enough Addie. I think it's time you turned in for the night."
Addie stared at Cam for one moment before she quickly and quietly disappeared into the jungle.
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