I gave you the warning last chapter, so be prepared for this one.

Chapter 6:

"Jack!" Elizabeth's angry voice startled him into opening his eyes.

Jack looked around, trying to remember where he was. He left soft skin on his chest and around the back of his neck. He saw her hand resting on his chest and didn't need to look to know that the other was wrapped around his neck. His brow furrowed in confusion. He looked down towards the foot of the bed to see that her naked body was on top of his midsection. He was naked as well.

"What the bloody hell…" He mumbled. He gave a tiny smirk. "Ye can't blame me on this one, love. Last I remember, I saw sittin' at that table and wearin' me clothes!"

Elizabeth didn't reply, but her face flushed red. She looked embarrassed and ashamed of herself. She rested her head back on the pillow, looking away.

"Can ye get off of me?" Jack asked.

"No." She replied.

"What?" He raised an eyebrow, surprised.

Suddenly, her lips crashed against his, pressing hard in a passionate kiss. She was fully on top of him now, one hand holding his neck and the other caressing his groin. He moaned through the kiss, pressing his lips back. His hands moved to her hips and around her back, holding her tightly. One of Jack's hands rubbed her hip and Elizabeth moaned too. Soon, they were full on hissing and moaning. She pulled her lips from his, gasping as she inhaled deeply. He rested the back of his head on the pillow, panting as well. Their bodies were equally covered in sweat.

"Jack." Elizabeth whispered after awhile.

"Mhm?" Jack grumbled in reply.

"I love you." The look in her eyes showed that she really meant it.

He gave a small smile. "As do I you, love."

After awhile, he heard her breathing deepen. She was asleep. He carefully rolled her body off of him and got out of bed. He pulled up his trousers, latching the belt tightly. Then he put on his boots and his shirt, followed by his coat and his hat. He pulled the blanket up over Elizabeth's body. Then he quietly left the room, walking in between the hammocks until he reached the stairs to the deck. He scrambled up them and entered his cabin. He took off his hat and boots, laying on his own bed and closing his eyes.

Jack had a good feeling that he'd sleep well for once. And he did.