Delightful Contempt

Chapter 13:

A/N: Okay here is Jack and Elizabeth’s wedding night! Full of lots of hot and steamy sex! So enjoy and please feel free to review!

Jack carried Elizabeth through the door into their cabin kicking it shut behind him with his foot. He looked down at her to see her tea colored eyes were glistening with love and unshed tears. God she was the most beautiful creature he’s ever seen! And what was even more bewildering to him was her love for him. Out of all the respectable and honorable men that she could have married she had chosen him. She had chosen to love and marry a pirate. Elizabeth Jane Sparrow was his wife! No matter how many times he let that word echo in his head it was going to take quite a bit of time to get used to. Jack strode over to the bed and gently set Elizabeth down on her feet beside it. She stood there clutching at her wedding dress nervously. Why in the hell would she be nervous now? It wasn’t as if she and Jack had never been intimate together. They had had an intimate relationship for quite some time now. So this was nothing new to her. She tilted her head to the side as she mulled over her thoughts. Perhaps it was because that she was his wife now? She had never dreamed that Jack would ever want to marry her. Jack Sparrow just didn’t seem at all like the kind of man who had wanted to get married.

The sound of drawers being opened snapped her from her thoughts her head turning towards the desk where Jack was standing. He was rummaging around in the drawers for something. An elated shout rang out through the cabin.

“Aha! Found it!”

Jack slid the drawer shut and turned to face her. In his hands he held a small jar of what looked to be oil of some sort and a white silk scarf. Jack stopped to pluck one of the stargazer lilies from her bridal bouquet before swaggering over to the bedside where she had been waiting for him. Elizabeth arched her eyebrows in confusion at the items in his hands.

“Jack? What are you up to?”

He grinned at her his gold teeth glinting in the flickering light of the many candles that had been lit around the room. The heavy and exotic scent of incense burning filled the cabin as Jack moved to put the oil, scarf and lily down on the bed.

“Now then Izzy….let’s let down that hair of yers.”

She sucked her bottom lip into her mouth as Jack reached up and carefully pulled the pearl encrusted little combs out of her hair. Once he had removed all six of them he placed them gingerly on the small bedside table. His calloused hands skillfully worked loose the braided bun atop her head until she could feel her silky locks cascading down her back. She shivered involuntarily as Jack’s fingers ghosted over her back until they came to rest at the laces that held her wedding gown on.

“Have I told ye how beautiful ye look Mrs. Sparrow?”

“No I don’t think you have Mr. Sparrow.”

“Well then…shame on me. Ye look positively stunning Mrs. Sparrow.”

He grinned at the blush that tinted her cheeks. Elizabeth’s breath caught in her throat when she felt Jack’s fingers begin to tug at the laces of her dress. She immediately felt the bodice of her strapless gown loosen as his nimble fingers unlaced it. Soon he was sliding it down past her perky little breasts watching in delight as her pink nipples hardened instantly. Bending down as he pushed the dress until it pooled around her feet he sucked a nipple into his mouth wrapping his tongue around it. She arched into his touch feeling his hands grasp the small of her back tightly as he sucked more of her small breast into his mouth. She let her head fall back as she felt him start planting wet openmouthed kisses along her flat stomach making the muscles jerk under his touch. Swirling his tongue around once in her belly button he headed for the sparse tawny curls that covered her sex. Inhaling deeply Jack could smell the faint musky scent of her desire for him. Stretching his tongue out he tentatively ran it along the length of her slit making her give a wanton moan as she bucked her hips softly. He smirked in arrogance at her silent invitation. Removing his hands from the small of her back he reached up and spread her open like the petals of a flower.

Elizabeth drew in a shaky breath as Jack’s warm breath washed over her exposed flesh before he pushed his tongue in between her satiny folds. His name fell from her lips in a strangled whisper as he lapped at her. Currents of heat began spreading throughout her body as Jack coaxed her to completion. He sucked her swollen bud into his mouth and hummed softly against it. Elizabeth jerked her hips frantically against his mouth as her release boiled over inside her. Clutching his face in her hands she pulled him closer crushing his mouth to her sex. Jack could feel her knees as they started to tremble. His ears caught the high keening cry that escaped her throat as she rocked her hips desperately. Sucking down hard on her pearl he nibbled it with his teeth. And that was all it took to send her into blissful oblivion. Every muscle in her body seemed to seize violently with the power of her release. She shuddered and trembled against him softly moaning his name as her honey trickled out of her. Finally he looked up at her to see she was looking down at him.

“Oh….oh Jack!”

“Feel good love?”

“So much better than good Jack!”

“M’ not through yet Izzy…we’ve only jus’ started.”

He stood up and held her hand as she stepped out of her wedding gown.

“You’re extremely overdressed Mr. Sparrow.”

“A problem that is quickly rectifiable love.”

She giggled as she watched him hastily strip off his heavy black overcoat that was adorned with shiny silver buttons. He let it fall to the floor as he began working on the silver buttons of his black wool vest. It too soon joined his coat before he started unfastening his black breeches. Letting them fall to his knees he stepped out of his black leather boots that were decorated with shiny silver buckles. Pulling off his socks he now stood in only his black leather tricorne hat and familiar faded red bandana. Jack took off his hat and tossed it onto the table before unfastening the black silk ribbon that had tied his hair back. Her tea colored eyes followed it as it floated to the floor. They rose back up to rake over his body hungrily. He was by far the most beautiful man that she had ever seen. Jack was exotic like spices and distant lands that she had yet to see and he was wild like an untamable animal. Looking over at the almost forgotten items that lay on the bed her brow crinkled in curiosity.

“What’s all this for?”

“For yer pleasure darling. M’ going t’ do things t’ ye that ye’ve only dared t’ imagine in yer wildest dreams.”

He didn’t fail to notice the shiver that worked it’s way up her spine at his words. Reaching down Jack grabbed the white silk scarf. She watched him carefully as he lifted it.

“What are you going to do with that?”

“Shhh….jus’ relax Izzy. Do ye trust me?

“With my life.”

“Then jus’ be quiet.”

Stepping in closer to close the distance between them Jack placed the now folded silk scarf over her eyes and began tying it behind her head. He was blindfolding her! She could feel her cheeks burn a dark crimson at the thought of being blindfolded and naked in front of him. Once the blindfold was securely in place Jack grabbed her hands.

“Can ye see anything darling?”

“Nothing.”

“Perfect…now lie down.”

He guided her to the bed so that she lay back on it. Reaching for the jar of oil he placed it on the table. That would come into play a little later. Jack picked up the stargazer lily and settled on the bed in between Elizabeth’s legs. He could see her chest rising and falling quickly. She was nervous. He smirked as he held the flower out and gently started to brush it against her skin watching goose bumps appear everywhere he touched her. She sucked in a sharp breath as she felt Jack drag something soft against her cheek. Suddenly the wonderful perfume of the stargazer lily permeated the air around her. He was touching her with the petals of a flower? She jerked a bit when she felt him slide the petals down her neck until he reached her breasts. Her breath hitched when he brushed the petals of the lily over her small breasts making her nipples harden at the feather light contact. Oh God….this was incredible! She had never been touched so intimately in her life! And to think it was all being done with one of the flowers from her bouquet!

Jack watched Elizabeth’s muscles jerk under his touch when he dragged the lily lightly across her belly. His eyes darkened with lust as he dipped the petals of the lily lower and grazed over her womanhood. He ran his tongue across his bottom lip as he watched her hips rise off the bed and her mouth fall open in a silent moan. Drawing the lily’s soft petals down her left leg he trailed all the way down to her foot. She sucked her bottom lip in between her teeth as Jack began slowly dragging the lily up the inside of her right leg until he reached her hip. Then he made a sharp turn back towards her slick entrance and brushed the petals more deliberately across her folds. She gave a high pitched and pathetic sounding whimper. Deciding she was more than ready he tossed the flower onto his pillow and then settled between her thighs. Elizabeth hooked her legs around his waist as she felt him settle above her. Jack captured her plump pink lips in a blistering kiss as he rocked his hips forward and buried himself in her to the hilt.

Elizabeth’s whole body arched into Jack at the sensation of being filled to the brim with his thickness. They rocked against each other roughly meeting with hard thrusts. Not being able to stand having her eyes shielded she reached up and ripped the makeshift blindfold off and tossed it aside. Jack smiled down at her as he continued pounding into her tight body. Her nails raked painfully down his back digging into his bronzed flesh leaving little red welts in their wake. She whimpered and writhed beneath him. Oh God…how was it that she was already on the brink of climaxing again so soon? Perhaps it had been the intense stimulation and also being blindfolded? She would think about that later. All she could focus on now was the feeling of the knot that had tangled itself in the pit of her belly quickly coming unraveled. And then she lost the thin grip that she had on her control. A million white lights exploded behind her closed lids as she rocked against Jack frantically riding the waves of her pleasure as they crested over her. Jack moaned against her neck as he felt her quivering violently around his cock.

Jack sat up pulling himself from her abruptly making her whimper in protest. Placing a finger to her lips he leaned across her and reached for the jar of oil he had placed on the bedside table. Her eyes were trained on him as he unscrewed the jar.

“Turn over Izzy.”

“Beg pardon?”

“Trust me love…it’s going t’ feel incredible.”

She wrinkled her brow as she turned over onto her stomach and got up onto her hands and knees. Looking over her shoulder she watched as Jack poured a generous amount of oil onto his hand.. Jack lowered his hand and lubricated himself very well. Elizabeth chewed her bottom lip nervously as she waited for Jack to do something. And then it happened. She suddenly felt his finger prodding at her backside. Elizabeth yelped and tried to scoot away from him.

“No! Don’t!”

“Shh…Izzy jus’ relax darling. M’ not going t’ hurt ye.”

“Then what are you doing back there?”

“M’ going t’ do something that ye’ll like…I promise. Trust me love.”

Nodding she sighed heavily trying to relax herself. Jack reached back up and gently pressed his finger in between the cheeks of her backside until he started to slide into her. It felt strange having him inside her there. Not bad….but strange. Jack began gently moving his finger inside her to make her relax fully. Elizabeth bit back a moan as she felt Jack’s finger sliding in and out of her. It actually felt good! After a few moments Jack decided she was ready for him. He took his well lubricated cock in his hand and guided it to her perfectly rounded little backside. Elizabeth gave a small whimper as she felt Jack pressing into her. He was large and thick sliding into her…stretching her in a way that she had never felt before. Soon he was inside her to the hilt. Jack waited a moment for her to adjust to having him in her there. When he was sure she was ready he began slowly thrusting against her. She could hear Jack grunting as he pumped inside her. She was surprised to find that with each thrust he was bringing her closer to another completion. Jack pushed himself as deeply as he could inside her and grasped her hips tightly as he felt her push back against him as she started to spasm around him. A low keening cry tore from her lips as she felt the liquid fire start to course through her body once more. Jack grunted what she thought to be her name as he pounded against her roughly a few times before her quivering muscles milked him of his own release. Pulling out Jack jerked himself to completion spilling his seed across her alabaster back in thick white spurts.

“Oh….Jack!”

“Mmmmm….Izzy!!”

She felt her arms tremble as she collapsed onto her side on their bed. Jack climbed out of bed and grabbed the washcloth from the basin. He carefully wiped away his seed and the remainder of the oil from himself her backside and his hand before replacing it. Digging in the small storage closet in the far corner of the room he stood up shouting his success startling her. She looked over to see him standing there holding a bottle of red wine and two elegant looking crystal wine goblets. He uncorked the wine and poured them each a glass before climbing back into bed next to her. She snuggled up against his side draping her right leg over both his legs lazily as she took her goblet of wine.

“A toast Mrs. Sparrow.”

“To what are we toasting?”

“T’ us my darling wife.”

“I love you Jack.”

“I love you Elizabeth.”

They touched their goblets together making them clink lightly and then turned them up to drink.

Somewhere sailing along the seas of the dead from his place in his cabin aboard the Flying Dutchman Will Turner threw his glass of brandy against the wall watching it shatter into a million tiny glittering pieces. He glared down at the mirror that Calypso had given him. She had told him that he could see Elizabeth no matter where she was when he looked into the mirror. This was the first time he had tried using the mirror and he had seen far more than he had intended to. Will had witnessed the newly married couple making love on their wedding night. And it would have killed him….if he wasn’t already dead. Even though his heart lay at the bottom of a chest and was buried on the small island of St. Lucia he swore he could still feel it as it throbbed painfully. Reaching down he snatched up the pale turquoise mirror that was in the shape of a seashell and reared back his arm to fling it against the wall. His hand trembled before he finally set the mirror back down onto the table sighing heavily as he sank down into the chair. He just couldn’t bring himself to smash the mirror. Now it was his only way to see Elizabeth. Pouring himself another glass of brandy he looked back into the mirror. Jack and Elizabeth were snuggled against each other and they had just finished drinking their wine. He frowned as he watched Jack capture Elizabeth’s sweet mouth in a tender and very loving kiss before they settled in to sleep. Will sipped his brandy and then carefully turned the mirror over so that he wouldn’t have to see anymore tonight. He just couldn’t bear to watch anymore of Jack and Elizabeth’s blissful happiness while he sat sailing the seas of the dead doomed for all eternity.

A/N: Okay I hope you liked the chapter! Please read and review! I love feedback!