A Pirates Passion

Madeline's eyes flew open. "James, please don't do this,” she whispered. Her hands covered his.
James turned off the water, "I'm sorry," he said. "Forget I said it," he told her. "Just stay with me Madeline, I'm here, you can touch me, and I can touch you. He's not here to do either," he begged.

Madeline turned so that her back was to him. She closed her eyes. "Will ye please undo my dress Commodore?"

"James," James whispered as he unfastened her dress. "No need to call me anything else my darling," he purred moving her hair off one of her shoulders and kissing her neck. "I'm yours Madeline," he moaned. His tongue made a trail up to her ear and he nipped her lobe gently.

Madeline moaned as she felt his tongue on her skin. She leaned back into his chest as she felt his hands come around to her front and cup her breasts through her chemise. Her nipples hardened in an instant. She reached up with one hand and clutched his neck. "Yes James." She moaned as he continued his oral assault on her neck.

James gently turned her to face him and began removing his clothes. "Tell me what you're thinking," he whispered as she watched him.

Madeline's eyes glazed with desire. She reached up and helped him remove his clothes. "I'm thinking that I want you to come with me in the tub. I think I want you to touch me. To caress me. I think I want you to kiss me James." She said as she stepped out of her dress. She reached up and unlaced her chemise.

James pulled her close to him; he bent and kissed her softly then deepened the kiss as his hands began to move over her body.

"Yes James." Madeline moaned in his mouth as she felt his hands on her body. She was so desperate for love. "I need you James."

James looked at her and smiled, "Do you think it's a girl this time," he asked.

Madeline couldn't help but smile. "As long as it's healthy." She said looking up at him.

"Naturally, but aren't you hoping for a girl," James asked.

"Aye. I am." She said and turned towards the tub, now full with bubbles. "Are ye going to just stand there all night?"

"No," James said taking her hand and helping her into the tub. "I'm hoping for a girl as well," he told her softly. A little girl that looked nothing like her father, he thought to himself.

Madeline sank into the warm water and made room for him to climb in behind her. "You are?" She asked turning to look at him as he sank down into the water.

"Yes, the thought of having a sweet little girl to dote on has always been my dream, boys are worrisome," James said putting his arms around her.

Madeline turned in his arms. "Are you saying JJ is worrisome?" she asked.

"I didn't say JJ was anything Madeline, you must stop trying to read into everything said to you... it is not the most appealing quality you possess," James said gently.

Madeline huffed and turned so that her back was against his chest. She couldn't help but smile when she felt his hands moved to her stomach and gently rubbed it. She leaned her head back on his chest and closed her eyes. This was nice. She tried to put Jack out of her mind and focus on James. She reached up with her hand and gently played with the hair on his neck.

"Have you thought of any names?" James asked curiously.

"Yes." She said quietly. "Have you?"

"I confess I have but assumed you would not want me to be part of that process," James said sponging down her back.

Madeline turned around and sat on the opposite side of the tub and playfully ran her foot along his leg. Inching upwards. "How about you write down the names you like and give me the paper."

James picked her foot up and kissed her ankle, "Are you sure," he asked.

Madeline shivered when she felt his lips on her skin. "Aye. I’m sure. I’m trying to put the past behind me James as you are my future."

"Then I will write down the names I like and let you see if we agree on any," he smiled as he kissed her calf.

"Alright." She said in a whisper as she watched him. "James."

"Yes my darling," James purred as he leaned back and placed her foot against his thigh. He grinned wickedly.

Madeline smirked and lowered her foot in the water. Slowly she began to rub his already hardened erection. "You're naughty. Whoever thought the commodore could be a naughty boy."

"I have my secrets just like everyone," James said then leaned his head back and groaned. "Madeline," he sighed.

Madeline sat up and moved towards him. She slid her body against his in the wet slickness of the bubbles and water. She kissed her way from his chest up to his neck. "Aye James?" She whispered against his ear.

James moaned, "Yes love, did you think my uniform makes me any less a man," he asked.

Madeline smirked and reached down between them and took him in her hand.

"No." She whispered and began to suck on his earlobe. "I still detest that bloody wig though." She said with a throaty laugh.

"It's just part of the uniform," James groaned as he buried his hand in her hair and captured her lips with hers. "I want you Madeline, please let me make love to you," he begged.

Madeline moaned with pleasure as she felt his lips on hers. "Aye James." She said throwing her head back as he trailed his mouth to her neck.

James moved his hand to between her legs and stroked her with his finger, "Do you want me as much as I want you," he asked playfully.

Madeline nodded. She did want him. He made her feel so loved. So wanted. She bit her bottom lip and moaned as she felt him stroke her. "Yes James." She moaned as her hands moved to hold on to the edge of the tub.

"Tell me you love me Madeline, please I want to hear you say it," James moaned as he positioned himself at her entrance.

Madeline kept her eyes shut and fought back the tears. "James, please." She pleaded with him. She started to lower herself on him.

"If I truly am your future then please, I need to hear you tell me you love me," James said holding her closer.

Madeline slowly opened her eyes and looked at him. She did love him, but she wasn't in love with him. Not yet. She could see want and pain in his eyes. "I love you James." She whispered.

James kissed her passionately, he would have cried but he knew it was because he'd asked her to tell him... one day she'd tell him for no other reason then because she really did, at least, he hoped so. James moved inside of her. "I love you Madeline," he whispered.

Madeline clutched his head to her chest as she felt him beneath her. The friction of the water made his movements more pleasurable. "James." She cried out as he nipped her breasts with his teeth. "Oh God yes!" she moaned.

James held onto her hips and continued to move inside her, "Madeline, oh God, I love you so much, so much," he moaned and sucked the water from her breasts.

Madeline reached down and cupped his face in her hands and lost herself in his kiss. She felt her body surge with pleasure and her orgasm filled her. She pulled on his hair as she came. "James. Harder."

James thrust his hips upward as hard as he dared. She was squeezing his cock so hard it was like nothing else he'd ever experienced before. "So good Madeline, oh yes," he groaned and then once again despite his best efforts to keep his orgasm from happening he emptied his seed into her. "Damn Madeline that was incredible," he said panting.

Madeline rested her head on his shoulder and panted along with him. "Aye James. That was." She kissed him as she rose to leave the tub. She reached for a bath towel and wrapped it around her. She brushed her hair back over her shoulder and smiled at him. "Commodore. How big is your sword?" She asked with a giggle and took off running towards her room.

James got out of the tub and dried off. He took his time and slowly made his way to the bedroom with his towel wrapped around his waist. "How big is my sword? You tell me," he quipped.