A PIRATES TREASURE
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A Pirates Treasure
Chapter 7
Elizabeth watched as Jack walked out of the room, still bare chested, moving with his customary easy confidence and masculine grace, retrieving his boots on the way. She hoped fervently that he would not have to leave, but knew that Gibbs wouldn't have disturbed him unless he had to. From his appearance it was abundantly clear what Jack had been doing and she knew that he would be less than pleased if he had been interrupted for nothing.
Mere minutes later, Jack appeared back in the doorway, looking tired, dishevelled and endearing. His eyes flicked over her with regret before he walked towards the bed. "Sorry, luv. Half t' bloody crew's be'n involved in a fight. Tis a right mess. I need t' go an' sort how many r' locked up an' replace any who r' hurt. Bugger! 'm goin' t' lock 'em all in t' brig if I get m' way! I'll b' as quick as I can, darlin'."
"Alright, Jack. Don't be too long, eh?" Elizabeth said, sheepishly.
In answer, Jack bent to her and slanted his lips across hers in a brief but mind blowing kiss. "Quick as I can, luv…quick as I can. Ye can finish takin' them poor pigs t' their fate while m' gone. Save yer energy fer later." he winked, then grinned down at her, before speedily finishing dressing before walking to the door. Once there, he hesitated, and looked back at her longingly, before disappearing from view.
Elizabeth stayed awake for a quite a while after Jack had left, her body too alive with unfulfilled sensation to allow her any rest. Eventually, she dozed before finally drifting into a deep sleep, only to toss and turn from restless dreams of Jack.
It was hours before Jack returned; getting no response from pounding on the front door, he then had to repeat his climb to the balcony to enter the house through the french doors in her bedroom, making a mental note as he did so to stop her leaving the door open. Seeing her asleep in her bed, the tranquil moonlight falling across her face and body brought him up short. She looked perfect lying there, like a mythical creature brought to life, asleep on her side, with one hand tucked under her chin, the other stretched across her pillow, the sheet that should have been covering her tossed to one side. Something gripped his throat as he watched her. He took two strides forward and stood at the edge of the bed looking down at her. Jack's eyes lingered on her hip, restraining the urge to run his hand over it as she slept. Moving to her face, he was captivated by her wide, full mouth that hinted at the passionate creature she was.
He had never come across a woman who excited, intrigued, frustrated and infuriated him more than Miss Elizabeth Swann, he thought. She was nothing like the fast women he'd enjoyed since reaching adolescence and she made him forget about all those others and crave only her. He reached out and lightly brushed the backs of his fingers across her cheek making her stir before snuggling deeper into the mattress. Jack stirred too and he fought the hardening of his body.
"Lizzie."
Woken by his voice, Elizabeth's eyes fluttered open and she stretched lazily, holding him in her gaze, her movement causing her still undone chemise to gape and offer a tantalising view of her charms. Immediately Jack's body hardened in anticipation, before his mouth parted into that devilish, lazy smile of his. Elizabeth felt her body respond as pinpricks of sensation shivered over her skin under his caressing, passion filled eyes.
She felt drowsiness rush away as her heart rate quickened and her blood start to rapidly pump around her body causing her breath to catch in her throat. And he hasn't even touched me yet, she thought, heat flooding her body.
Jack quickly removed his affects and ripped his shirt over his head, tossing it on the floor where it had previously lain. He lay next to her on the bed and put his lips to her neck, nibbling sensuously down to the hollow at the base of her throat, pulling her closer so that her breasts crushed against his chest. He moaned low in his throat, knowing that her breasts were bare under her gaping chemise, and her aroused nipples dragged across his sensitised chest sending a flash of fire through his loins.
"Ah…God…Lizzie…" He ran a hand over her firm backside, up the curve of her back to slide sensuously into her golden hair and they both moved so that their aching lips met, tongues touching and stroking, warm, wet and rhythmic. Jack's tongue thrust deep into her mouth as his hands pulled her hips to his, rolling her beneath him, while kissing her with a hunger born of passion.
Elizabeth stiffened, her fists pushed against his chest, she tried desperately to speak. When he lifted his head to see what was wrong, confusion clouded his eyes. "What? Don't. If ye want me t' stop, I will, but t'will be hard, luv."
Elizabeth was speechless, eyes wide as she looked away from him, for the moment incapable of speech.
The thundering of Jack's heart felt like it might burst through the confines of his powerful chest. Please, luv. Don't do this! he thought.
Elizabeth suddenly regained the power of speech. "Jack!" she said urgently, struggling to sit up, "There's a man on the balcony watching us!"
Jack's face immediately hardened with anger and Elizabeth felt the feeling of 'not again' that sagged his body. Without further ado, he leapt from the bed, threw wide the door and punched the voyeur out cold. Without any preliminaries, he bodily picked him up and threw him over the balcony into the bushes below.
Turning back to Elizabeth he strode to the bed. "We need t' have a talk, luv, 'bout your security. Now, as far as ye know, are there t' be any more interruptions or can we carry on?"
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Oh poor Jack…(pouts).
Maybe his luck will change someday?
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