(Friends, I wanted to write a chapter on the newlywed's ambitious activities...just for fun! Hmm, so fair warning...There's lots of lovin' between our Jack and Elizabeth)
Love Me Again...and Again
As they laid under the stars in their blanket on a bed of grass and pine needles, Elizabeth tickled Jack under the blanket, "Don't fall asleep on me!" She was concerned because his eyes were closed.
"I'm not, I'm just very nice and relaxed here under a blanket with my beautiful wife," he gently squeezed her shoulder, "this is wonderful."
"Yes it is," she wrapped her arm around his chest, but then raised her head, "what was that noise?"
Jack rose slightly, "Sounds like a wagon."
"Oh my goodness, someone's coming!" Elizabeth scrambled for her dress.
"No, I think it's up on the road, don't worry," Jack laid back down and pulled her against him. "We should think about heading back soon however."
"I know," Elizabeth kept glancing out past the trees, "would be embarrassing if someone found us here like this."
Jack chuckled, "Embarrassing for them," he kissed her head, "don't worry, no one is going to find us." Jack rolled over her and began kissing her neck as he slid his hands under her warm body. She responded by gripping his shoulders, closing her eyes and enjoying his lips on her body.
"Hmm, I suppose we should go back to the hotel," she whispered, "I was thinking a nice warm bath would be nice. You know, to soothe your muscles after all our athletic activity today."
Jack raised his head, "You want to soothe my muscles?"
Elizabeth playfully pulled the blanket over his head, leaving only his face visible, "Well, you had quite a work out."
"This undercover workout was the best," he smiled as his hand tickled her.
She giggled, "Isn't it always?"
He pushed the blanket off and stood up, "I'm in good enough shape, don't you think?"
She looked over him and sighed, "Yes, you are…absolutely right."
He offered his hand and she stood, wrapping the blanket around her, "Who would ever think that Elizabeth Thatcher would be standing in the woods, naked with a man!" His voice low and seductive.
"Jack, that's not nice," she reached for her dress, "If you ever tell anyone, I'll never forgive you!"
He grinned and reached for his own clothing, "No one will ever know. It's our special secret." He swatted her with his shirt, "But you are a married lady now."
"Jack," she put her hand against her stomach, "Oh…"
"What? Are you okay?" He pulled on his pants and went to her.
She tried to step into her dress, but fell forward. Jack reached for her and was able to soften her fall. "Are you okay?"
"Yes, I am….I'm fine, thank you," she quickly got dressed.
"You ready to get in the buggy?" He asked.
She nodded.
"Wait, your dress isn't buttoned right, you don't want to go into the hotel like that," he corrected the buttoning job she did on her dress.
"Thank you Jack," she looked up at him.
"Are you sure you're okay?"
She nodded again and he helped her into the buggy. He loaded their blankets into the buggy and jumped in next to her.
Once back in their hotel room, Elizabeth went to the bathroom, "I'll start the water for our bath," she looked over her shoulder at him.
He came up behind her, wrapped his arms around her. "Hmm, will be nice." He went back to the bedroom, removed his shoes and everything except his trousers. He went back to the bathroom door and watched her slide her dress off. She put her foot on the chair and removed a stocking. He couldn't contain his excitement at the vision and went to her, "Sit down, let me do the other one….please."
She lifted her dress from the floor and held it to her chest before she sat down. Jack crouched in front of her and slowly removed her stocking. He placed a kiss on her bruise. She touched his face and stayed in the chair.
He shut the water off and poured in some bath bubbles, "All ready! I'll let you get in…" He left the room, offering her a bit of privacy to get herself situated in the tub. He rubbed his chin, worried that she was acting a bit odd, but hearing her giggle he returned to the bathroom and climbed in behind her. She immediately laid back against him and sighed.
"Are you sure you're okay?"
"I'm fine, why?" She rubbed his legs.
Jack gripped the rim of the tub, "Hmmm, okay, never mind." He picked up the soap and ran it down her arm.
She sighed, "That feels so good." She turned toward him and kissed him. "Now I'm glad you bought that big bathtub for our home."
Jack grinned, "I was hoping you would like it," he rubbed soap on his hands and began to touch her body. "Is that okay?" He whispered.
She ran her hands over him, "Yes, is this okay?"
"Oh yes," he smiled. He repositioned her to face him and they kissed tenderly, while under the water their hands were busy exploring. Jack laughed, "Hey, what are you doing in there?"
Elizabeth's eyebrow went up, "Hmm, nothing," she laughed and pushed him back. She rubbed soap across his chest, "Jack, when you first met me, did you think I was attractive?"
Jack's head jolted back, not believing she could even ask the question, "Of course I did, I've always thought you were beautiful."
"No, well…I mean you didn't like me, so how did you feel about…the way I looked?"
"Elizabeth, you have to know there was a physical attraction…a strong physical attraction."
She pursed her lips and continued rubbing his chest.
Jack wasn't sure what she wanted to hear, "Okay, remember when I came to dinner at Abigail's and you opened the door with that nice black eye? While don't get me wrong, I didn't like seeing you with a black eye and I hope I never see that again, but there was something very cute about you in that moment. You had your hand on your hip and your hair was down all pretty and curly and…well, you were like a tough girl," he touched her chin, "I kind of liked it." He tilted his head.
Elizabeth bit her lip, "Oh I remember that black eye….really? You thought that was attractive?"
"It was just so opposite of what you are…"
"What am I?"
He touched her shoulders, "So ladylike, so feminine," his hands went under water, "so amazing," he leaned forward and kissed her, "so much of a woman…" He jumped at where her hand was, "Hey, careful…go easy."
She smiled and moved her legs over his, "Keep telling me Jack…what else did you think of me then?"
He grinned, "I knew you were smart…and I could barely get past those big blue eyes," he touched her cheek, "but once I did," his hand dropped back into the water, "I thought you were the most beautiful, desirable woman I'd ever seen….still think that…and now that I'm your husband, I know it." He touched her intimately.
Elizabeth squirmed slightly at his bold touch and raised herself slightly in the water. Soap bubbles covered her body and Jack raised his hands to wipe them away and plied soft but hungry kisses to her wet skin. She leaned back slightly and ran her fingers through his hair and he continued spreading kisses across her body. Suddenly Jack moved and pushed her back, his lips barely leaving her. Water splashed over the sides of the tub as they moved and Jack raised her legs before he wrapped his arms around her. She gripped the edge of the tub, afraid his movements would push her under the water. Once he calmed down, her hands went back to his hair and onto his back as she accepted all his underwater movements. Jack kissed her neck and she rolled her head to the side, allowing him access to every curve of her neck. Every sound she made, he repeated as his body pressed against hers, totally enraptured in her. Jack gripped the rim of the tub as he continued kissing her and Elizabeth ran her hands down the strong muscles of his arms, the smooth skin of his sides, the firm flexing muscles of his hips and back up again. She moved her leg higher and he moaned into her neck, "Elizabeth…"
"Jack…." She hugged his shoulders tightly, digging her fingers into his skin as the water sloshed around them.
Jack slapped his hand on the side of the tub as he looked into her eyes, "I love you …so much."
She held his face, "And I love you," she kissed his trembling lips.
He sat back and pulled her into his embrace. "Maybe I should turn the hot water on…" he looked at the faucets.
"Pretty hot already, isn't it?" She whispered, kissing his shoulder.
"Hmmm, it is," he touched her face and ran his hand through her hair.
She looked at him, knowing he felt as she did, they loved being together, being with each other, loving each other.
"Hmmm, okay, your turn," Jack said.
"I thought we just had our turn…together," she mumbled.
Jack swallowed a laugh, "No, I mean did you think I was attractive? Were you attracted to me?"
"No," she said as she sat back and raised her knees, "Initially I thought you were arrogant and rude and self centered."
Jack's mouth hung open, "Really?"
"Yes, really," she said as she hugged her knees.
Jack nodded, "Well, good to know the truth I guess," he started to stand.
Elizabeth grabbed his arm, "But physically, yes, I thought you were handsome, from that same dinner at Abigail's when you tricked me."
"I didn't trick you," he was on his knees.
"Yes, you did. You said something to me about me being happy to see you there at Abigail's for dinner," she touched his chest.
"Oh I did say that didn't I?"
"You did. You made me so angry," She raised onto her knees. They were face to face.
"I was right however, you were so happy that I was there," he stood.
"No, I wasn't," she stood. "You even commented about my dress not fitting."
"See, I was noticing your physical attractiveness then…it was tight," he stepped out of the tub.
"It was Abigail's and she's smaller than I am," she stepped out of the tub.
He grabbed a towel and began drying her skin, "Well, she is smaller…" he held the towel with both hands in front of her, "in places."
Elizabeth's mouth hung open, "Jack Thornton! How dare you say that!" She grabbed a towel and rubbed it across his chest.
"No…no…I mean, the dress fitting the way it did…." Jack gently dried her arm, being careful with the towel and his words, "and I didn't say the dress didn't fit you there, I believe I said it was short, too short."
"You also said it was tight!" She brushed the towel across his abdomen with a heavy hand.
"Ouch, careful with that," he pushed her hand away.
"Maybe you should have asked Abigail for a dinner date instead of me!" she rubbed the towel over his thigh.
"What? Ouch, careful."
She threw the towel on the floor, wrapped another towel around her and stormed out of the bathroom.
He wrapped his towel around his waist and followed her. "How did this conversation get there? Don't be ridiculous."
Elizabeth slipped on her robe, her back to Jack.
Jack approached her and touched her shoulders. "Elizabeth. All that comment meant was that I was admiring you…early on…"
Elizabeth nodded and turned, "I know…I'm sorry." She ran her hands up his arms, "Guess I just remembered that night and how angry I was when you left…you made me mad."
Jack grinned, "Wasn't the last time I made you mad, but that was long ago." He hugged her, "tonight we just had a nice, romantic bath, let's talk about that."
"Hmm, yes we did. Are your athletic aches gone?" She looked up into his eyes.
"Yes, they are, now I just have other aches," he tilted his head.
"Oh," she giggled. "Would you like to sit on the rocking chair?"
Jack's eyes widened, "Elizabeth…"
She walked out to the balcony and leaned on the railing.
Jack followed, looking at her. "Aren't you tired? We've had a long day…"
"Yes, I am tired," she leaned on his shoulder, "I suppose we should go to bed."
Jack took her hand and they walked to the bed and slipped under the sheet. Elizabeth moved her pillow and found a small box under it. "What's this?"
Jack shrugged, "Don't know, maybe the maid left you something…" he tried not to smile.
She squinted at him, "I'm sure she did."
"Open it," he said.
Inside was a sapphire necklace that matched the earrings Jack had given her in the restaurant. "Oh Jack…oh it's so beautiful," she crushed her lips to his. "Thank you…"
"I'm glad you like it."
"Oh, it's so beautiful," she removed it from the box and clasped it around her neck, "does it look as wonderful as it feels?" She ran her hand over the necklace.
"Yes it does," he pushed her robe from her shoulders, "I'd love to draw you like this."
She blushed, "You can't do that."
"No, but I can do a version of you with the necklace and earrings on," he ran his finger down her chest, "in a lacy corset maybe? Course you'd have to model for me."
Elizabeth giggled, she pulled the robe tight around her and struck a pose, "How's this?"
"Beautiful!" He pulled her against him, "You're so beautiful…"
"I love you Jack, thank you for this lovely gift."
They kissed…passionately. She cuddled against him and they soon fell asleep.
In the morning, Elizabeth woke and crawled against sleeping Jack. She kissed his neck and down his chest trying to wake him. He didn't stir, so she sat up and flipped her leg over him. She bent over him and her hair fell forward and she kissed his ear. She saw him smile. "I know you're awake Jack," she bit his earlobe gently between her teeth.
Jack swatted her away, "Hey, no biting."
She sat up and he took her hands in his. "Did you sleep okay?"
"Yes, but I think I need to get up for a minute," he said, looking toward the bathroom.
"Oh, you do? I'm so comfortable," she bent over, pressing herself against him.
"Please…" he kissed her cheek.
She rolled off him and watched as he moved slowly and grunted getting out of bed. "Are you okay Jack?"
He looked over his shoulder, "Yup, just fine." He walked with a slight limp to the bathroom.
Elizabeth watched, playing with the chain of her new necklace. She posed in the bed, pulling the sheet up against her chest as she exposed her legs seductively. When Jack came out of the bathroom, he looked, "Whoaa. What are you doing?"
"Waiting for you," she said.
Jack took a deep breath, looking at her, "You're something," he sat on the edge of the bed, he rubbed her leg, "just so beautiful."
Elizabeth moved and knelt behind him, rubbing his shoulders. "Are you having athletic problems this morning?"
Jack hung his head forward, enjoying the shoulder massage, "Ah, a little I guess."
"That's okay, I'll take it easy on you," she laughed softly in his ear, continuing to rub his shoulders.
He reached up and tapped her hand. "Let's go get breakfast."
"Now?"
"When do you want to have breakfast?"
She kissed his neck, "I'm not in a hurry…" She slipped her hands down his chest as she pressed against him.
Jack sighed, turned and plopped back onto the bed.
Elizabeth looked at him, "Jack, if you're tired, it's okay, we can go have a nice breakfast before we go to the Faire."
"Faire?" He asked.
"Yes, they're having a Renaissance Faire! Won't that be fun?"
"Yes, fun…" Jack rolled his eyes and moaned as he pulled her to him. He couldn't resist the charm of her giggling and they rolled across the bed.
(Next up, the Faire...wonder who will be there?)
