Delightful Contempt

Delightful Contempt

A/N: Okay this is the sequel to So This Is Hell. Elizabeth displays utter contempt for Jack and what he has done to her. She becomes so bitter and resentful that she pushes Will away, so far that he decides to leave the crew when they make port in Tortuga. Elizabeth not being able to sever ties with Jack because she astonishingly discovers that she’s still desperately in love with the pirate captain, opts to stay aboard the Pearl. The two play upon each other’s mixture of desire and hatred for the other. What will the dangerous game they’re playing result in? Please read and review!!

Hate. It was such an ugly word. And an even uglier emotion. Elizabeth found that she was steadily becoming consumed by the ugly emotion with each day that had passed since Jack had so shamelessly relieved her of her virginity. Her pretty face twisted into a hateful scowl when she thought of how he had forced himself inside of her on her bunk. The scowl only served to deepen when she felt the faint twinge of desire that made itself known by the ache that throbbed between her thighs. A frustrated sigh fell from her lips as she pressed her thighs together trying to quell the throbbing ache. It was disgusting the way her body betrayed her when she thought about the bastard captain that had greedily taken her virginity all but forsaking her feelings for the selfishness of his own ridiculous need for revenge. It was bad enough that she had had to suffer the indignity of him using her in a such a raunchy manner. But the very idea that she still longed to be near him, to feel his lips, his hands upon her skin was completely maddening to her. How was it possible that she so obviously hated him for what he had done to her but also still desperately wanted to be close to him? It made absolutely no sense to her at all. What sort of woman did that make her? A stupid one. What intelligent woman would be in love with the man that raped her? Obviously she would, because she still was. In love with him that is.

Her brown eyes, which were the rich color of tea searched the deck for the object of her conflicting emotions. She felt the breath hitch in her throat when she spotted him standing at the helm of the ship. His hands gripped the wheel tightly as he stood there with his chest thrust forwards looking every bit the notorious pirate that she had read and fantasized about as a young girl. A small fleeting smile stretched across her lips and then it was gone just as quickly as it had manifested. No, there was going to be none of that. She would not reminisce about her foolish childhood hero. Because he had turned out to be the exact opposite of everything she had imagined him to be. Yes Jack Sparrow was every bit as handsome and dashing as she had imagined, but he was not the hero she had envisioned. No he was a self serving, underhanded coward. An opportunist of sorts. And what should she have expected? He was a pirate after all, a fact that he constantly insisted on reminding her of. Her heart skipped a beat when she noticed his eyes were upon her. He was looking at her. His head was tilted in a curious manner as if he were deciding on whether or not to speak to her. His dark eyes raked over her petite form causing her to shiver involuntarily. Even though she was fully clothed she suddenly felt stark naked under the scrutiny of his gaze. She had been bent over splicing pieces of rope together to make one unified piece of rope. Glancing down Elizabeth realized that the neck of the man’s taffeta shirt that she was wearing had fallen open to reveal the tops of her creamy alabaster breasts. Jack’s eyes had also noticed the delicious display of her delectable skin. Feeling a familiar twinge of heat rush to his groin he gave a slight grunt. This would not do. This would not do at all.

Looking back up to see Jack’s eyes fixed upon her slightly exposed breasts she gasped before scowling as she grabbed the collar of her shirt and yanked it closed. Her brown eyes narrowed as she noticed the smirk that stretched across Jack’s face as he chuckled at her actions. Standing up with a huff she marched over to where he stood at the helm. So he thought it funny did he? Well she was going to show him. Storming up onto the wheel deck she approached him with her hands planted firmly on her hips. Coming to stand beside him her hands still glued to her gloriously rounded hips she tilted her chin up towards him before speaking in a crisp tone.

“Is there something funny Captain Sparrow?”

He didn’t fail to notice the sarcasm that laced her voice when she addressed him using his title. Smiling down at her with that ridiculously mocking crooked grin of his he replied. “Whatever are ye implying Izzy?”

Elizabeth scowled at the mention of his latest pet name for her. “My name is Elizabeth!”

“Oh relax Izzy, it’s jus’ a pet name love.”

“Well I don’t like it and I’m not one of your pets!”

“Was there something in particular ye wanted love? Or are ye jus’ going t’ stand there barking at me for no apparent reason?”

Her mouth fell open in shock before snapping shut again. He grinned as he watched her eyes narrow and her hands clench into fists against her hips. “You’re a bastard Jack Sparrow!”

“Captain, love, Captain Jack Sparrow.”

“Captain or not you’re still a bastard and I hate you!”

“No ye don’t love.”

“Yes I most certainly do! I hate you! You’re a vile and selfish man who only thinks of himself! And most importantly of all you’re a self serving coward!”

That did it. Now she had gone and called him the one thing that he was most assuredly not. He was no coward! Feeling his blood practically beginning to boil in his veins he barked out suddenly making her jump a bit before she composed herself.

“Gibbs!”

“Aye Captain?”

“Take the wheel, I need t’ set this murderous wench straight!”


“A-aye Captain.”

Gibbs hurried over and took Jack’s place at the helm watching nervously as Jack grabbed Elizabeth by the arm and roughly yanked her towards his cabin. She tried to jerk out of his grasp but his grip was too tight. It felt as if he was going to squeeze her arm off. She stumbled over her own feet as Jack dragged her behind him into his cabin slamming the door shut behind them. Latching the door securely he whirled around to face her his hand still tightly clutching her slender arm.

“Let go of me!”

“Shut up!”

“Make me!”

Jack gritted his teeth as he raised his free hand. He had never before struck a woman in his entire life. But that was quickly about to change. This traitorous little tart needed exactly that, a good slap. Elizabeth’s eyes shifted from his face to his raised right hand.

“You wouldn’t dare to hit me!”

“All evidence t’ the contrary Izzy, m’ not yer darling William.”

With that he swung his hand forward and struck her cheek making her head turn to the side from the force of the impact. She gasped in shock as she felt the stinging on her cheek from where his hand had made contact. Lifting her chin to look back up at him Jack could see the unshed tears that glistened in her eyes. Good let her cry. What did he care? He scowled as he felt the slight pang of guilt that tugged at his heart. But he did care. Damn it he cared that he hurt this woman! He watched as her bottom lip trembled as she fought the urge to sob. Her voice was unsteady and cracked as she spoke.

“I hate you!”

“Sticks an’ stones darling.”

“You’re a….”

“I know, I’m a bastard right? No wait, a monster, a heartless wretch?”

“No you’re a…”

He cut her off by grabbing her chin and yanking her face closer to his making a strand of her tawny hair fall over her right eye.
“Don’t say that bloody word again!”

“Or else you’ll what? Rape me again?”

His eyes softened for a moment before he scowled down at her even harder. Pushing her towards the bed he shoved her down onto it pinning her to the mattress with his weight.

“Don’t tempt me!”

“Go ahead. What does it matter now? You’ve already taken away my virginity and every shred of dignity that I had left.”

“Oh ye still have plenty t’ lose love.”

“Such as?”

“Yer freedom, yer life.”

“You wouldn’t kill me.”

“Ye sure bout that Izzy?”

She swallowed thickly as she felt his hips grind against her making a fresh surge of heat sweep through her lower abdomen. How was it possible that he still managed to affect her like this? After all that he had done to her? She still wanted to feel him, every part of him moving against her as they desperately fought towards a blistering release. Jack leaned down placing his lips against the slender column of her throat making her arch slightly up towards him. His knee slid up to spread her thighs and allow him to press his thigh against her scorching entrance. Elizabeth moaned as she felt Jack’s thigh rub against her sex making it dampen instantly. It disgusted her the way her body reacted to his touch. And at the same time it fascinated her to know that he could stir such passionate feelings in her. Jack reached down between them and began unfastening the buttons of her shirt exposing her perky little breasts to him. Elizabeth sat up allowing him to slide the shirt off her arms and toss it to the floor. She reached down and yanked his shirt from where it was tucked into his breeches and began yanking it over his head hastily. Jack raised his arms and allowed her to relieve him of his shirt where it joined hers on the floor of the cabin. Looking down at the tawny haired young woman that sat before him he smirked.

“God yer beautiful.”

“This doesn’t change anything Jack, I still hate you.”

“Never said it would love.”

His mouth crashed down upon hers in a bruising kiss making her whimper into his mouth allowing his tongue the opportunity to delve inside. He swept his tongue inside the warm cavern of her mouth dancing with her tongue playfully. He felt her hands tugging at the ties of his breeches and he reached down to push her hands away. Speaking against her plump lips in a husky tone.

“Patience love, let me.”

Elizabeth watched as Jack’s skillful fingers worked the ties of his breeches before they pushed them past his broad hips. His breeches fell to his knees revealing his steel hard erection as it sprang up to nudge his lower abdomen. She ran her tongue along her bottom lip as he reached down and yanked his boots off quickly allowing his breeches to slide down to his ankles. Jack kicked off his breeches and turned his attention back to the enticing murderess that occupied his bed. Reaching for her boots her tugged them off and dropped them to the floor to join the pile of their discarded clothing that had been deposited there. Elizabeth gasped as she felt Jack’s hands loosen her brown breeches and then yank them from her hips quickly. They slid down her legs until they were at her feet. Kicking them off she whimpered when Jack pushed her back down onto the bed roughly coming to lay on top of her. His chest pressed against her breasts making her nipples harden at the contact.

God they shouldn’t be doing this! Will was out on the main deck for Christ’s sake! Her heart slammed against her ribs as Jack’s mouth slanted over hers greedily plunging his tongue inside her hot little mouth. His calloused hands slid up her sides making her shiver against him. He pulled away just far enough to break the kiss but his lips still brushed against hers as he spoke.

“Jus’ so ye know, I still don’t forgive ye for murdering me an’ all that.”

“And just so you know I still hate you for raping me.”

Their lips crashed together in another bruising kiss their tongues each desperately battling for control. They broke apart panting their foreheads pressed together.

“Ye infuriate me!”

“You disgust me!”

“I can’t stand ye!”

“I despise you!”

“God I’ve never wanted a woman more than I want ye right now!”

“Fuck me Jack!”

He pushed his throbbing erection deeply inside her grunting as he slid all the way in with no resistance. Unlike last time she was actually welcoming him into her body. She was warm and wet and deliciously tight around his throbbing length. He could feel her desire leaking out of her as he moved against her. Elizabeth’s hands grasped his shoulders tightly before raking her nails roughly down his back. He hissed at the pricks of pain that shot through him as her nails bit into his flesh. This only served to spur his movements inside her. Jack grunted against her neck as he pounded deeper inside her heat feeling her inner walls tightening around him. Her hands slid down to his bottom and she grabbed onto it pulling him deeper inside of her making him grunt.

He could feel her hot breath on his ear as she whispered to him. “Fuck me harder Jack, I know you want to! Fuck me like you want to!”

He shuddered at the naughtiness of her words. Grabbing her hips he roughly shoved himself inside her making her whimper at his force. “Is that what ye want? Ye want me t’ fuck ye Izzy?”

“Y-yes! F-fuck me h-harder Jack!!”

Oh so she wanted it harder then did she? He grinned down at her as he complied to her wanton request. His hips rotated as he thrust inside her. Oh she was going to get exactly what she wanted. He would give her a good hard swiving. Pulling out of her Jack rolled her onto her stomach and yanked her to her knees. Elizabeth gasped as she felt him force himself back into her slick heat. Jack pounded even harder against her than before. A twinge of pain shot through her but it was quickly absorbed by the intense pleasure of Jack filling her to the brim with his throbbing erection. Elizabeth arched her back and threw her head back sending her tawny hair cascading over her shoulders to spill down her back. She cried out wantonly as he thrust against her. Feeling her inner walls begin to contract vigorously Jack pounded faster feeling his own release approaching. He gave one last thrust against her feeling her walls spasm around him violently and then a warm rush as her honey flooded out to coat his erection and leak down the insides of her thighs. Another thrust and Jack quickly pulled out of her. Grabbing her long hair her held it up as he exploded his cock shooting his seed onto her back as he grunted out her name hoarsely. Elizabeth shivered when she felt the hot sticky seed splatter onto her back as Jack climaxed. When the last of his essence dribbled from his cock to drip onto her back he sat back panting for a moment.

Standing up he strode over to the desk where he kept a basin filled with water. Grabbing a cloth he dampened the end of it and walked back over to the bed. Jack watched as Elizabeth jerked when the cold damp cloth brushed over her skin wiping his seed away. Once finished Jack put the cloth back by the basin. Pulling his breeches on he swaggered over to the table and sat down grabbing the bottle of rum as he did. Elizabeth glared at him as she started getting dressed. Now that the passion had ebbed away her contempt for him rose up again. Jack watched her as she dressed noticing the scowl that was plastered on her pretty face. Ah yes, there it was. So she still hated him after all? Oh well. He took a long swig of rum before offering the bottle to her. She wrinkled her nose in distaste. “No thank you..”

“Ah yes, ye believe rum t’ be a vile drink.”

“It is. Which is why it’s fitting that you drink it.”

“Beg pardon?”

“Rum is a vile drink and you’re a vile man, so it’s really quite understandable that you would have such a taste for it.”

He chuckled at her making her scowl even more.

“Ye know love, if yer not careful yer face is going t’ get stuck like that.”

She sighed in annoyance as she walked towards the door.

“Done with me already?”

“Most decidedly yes.”

“Pity, I was hoping we could go for round two.”

“You’re disgusting!”

“Sticks an’ stones love.”

She groaned in frustration before storming out of the cabin leaving him alone to his thoughts. The faint scent of their joining lingered in the air bringing a satisfied smirk to his face. Let her hate him. It didn’t change the fact that she couldn’t keep away from him. For weeks now since he had taken her against her will in her cabin they had been playing this little game. They would trade insults playfully at first until she called him a coward and then he would angrily drag her into his cabin and they would fuck like animals until they were sated. Then she would go back to hating him and hating herself for not being able to control herself around him. Jack grinned again his gold teeth glinting in the sunlight that filtered in through the cabin windows. He rather enjoyed this game they had begun playing. He could tolerate her insults and even embrace her contempt as long as he got to have her writhing beneath him begging for him to fuck her. Hearing those raunchy words fall from that pretty little mouth of hers made it all worth it.

A/N: Okay this is the continuation of So This Is Hell. Hope you like it so far! Please let me know!!