The Pirate's Lady

Chapter 2
Author: Wickedswanz

A strange smile touched Elizabeth’s soft lips as she strolled along the beach. Nothing had bothered her all day. Well, having to face William had been a little difficult, but she had blamed her light coolness on a lack of sleep and a rude awakening from her overanxious father. But even the fear of her Dearest William noticing the change in her could not dampen her mood.

Last night she had made love with the very notorious Pirate Jack Sparrow. Her head was filled with his kisses, his words, his touches, and that wicked grin on his sensual mouth as he’d bowed to her before jumping out of site. Her smile grew broader and her breath became short as she remembered for the 20 th time today, the events of the night before.

She drew her arms around herself tighter and flipped up the hood on her cloak as a cool wind started to blow. The sun was to setting, bathing the sand underfoot in a deep orange colour, and farther ahead she could just hear a chorus of a sailors song she didn’t recognize. Elizabeth quickened her pace, tonight she would sing.

As she drew closer to the party, she secured her half mask in place and allowed her long wavy blond hair to fall free around her shoulders. She paused briefly to check that her cutlass was still easily accessible - could never be too careful. These gatherings happened about once a month or so, on the return of the sailors. All outside with food, drink, and a huge fire.

She smiled gaily at a few familiar faces as she passed, none of them of course new her as anything other then Masked-Anna. Though they had more then likely guessed that she was from a higher station, none had as yet recognized her as Elizabeth Swan, the Governor’s Daughter.

Slowly she strode towards the place where a group of hansom Sailors were singing a round of “Bully in the Alley” and grinned as they waved her over.

“Why if it isn’t our own Masked maiden, we were wondering if you would be making an appearance tonight”, one of the sailors spoke, as they all bowed as one.

“How could I not! I heard your voices from the beach and had to join in”, she returned, grinning as she took one of the sailor’s offered hands and stepped up onto the small platform.

“Well, how about it miss? A round of Rolling Sea?”, another ginning sailor asked, and was awarded with loud affirmations from the growing crowd. The sun had set fast, and now the only light came from the huge fire and the moon above.

“How despicable for you to read my mind so“ , she teased, and the small band behind began to play a soft melody. And she sang,

“Don't you see the ships a-coming?
Don't you see them in full sail?
Don't you see the ships a-coming
With the prizes at their tail?
Oh, my little Rolling sailor,
oh, my little Rolling he;
How I love my Rolling sailor,
when he’s on a Rolling sea.”

Elizabeth grinned, and laughed as she watched the sailors acting out pulling ropes, and singing the back chorus:

“Her sailors rolling rolling when he’s on a rolling sea”

She sang the other verses, trying desperately to keep a straight face as the sailors continued to dance around her. How could anything this much fun possibly be as terrible as her father was always making out.

As the last words left her lips she looked down to see a very familiar face. All the colour left her as she looked down at the man who stood looking up at her with a light of recognition and way too much amusement in his eyes. Jack!

Her face suddenly flaming she jumped down off the platform and walked briskly away from the sailors who had a moment ago had her in fits of laughter. She heard the concern in their voices as they yelled after her, but she would not turn.

As the singing resumed behind her, Elizabeth walked allowing the voices to fade in the distance. But the sound of quick heavy footsteps behind her made her halt. Deftly she placed her hand on her cutlass, fully prepared to use it if she must.

“So, you are the infamous Masked-Anna, that’s very interesting.”

Elizabeth relaxed her hand on the cutlass, recognizing her pirates voice instantly. “Well … Did you tell them?” she turned to look at him.

“Not my place luv”, his arms spread wide and he bent forward slightly as he spoke. “But…I have heard of you”

She pressed her lips together, angry, “how did you know?” she growled.

Jack stepped forward and brushed a stray hair from her face, his eyes never leaving hers except to occasionally flick to her lips. “How could I not luv? I’d know that smile anywhere and don’t forget I’ve seen those flashing eyes close up…Savvy”

A smile ticked at the corners of her lips as she looked up at the man who had taken her virtue and left her breathless. “What are you doing here? You should have sailed away by now, out of the reaches of the Commodore at least”

Instead of answering he kissed her, lightly teasing, his hands moving over her arms to grab her hands. “Do you want to see something?”

She looked up at him, more then a little suspicion touching her eyes, “What kind of something?”

Jack laughed, his eyes full of mirth as he pulled her with him up the beach. “You’ll see”

They walked up a path and were soon back in the town. And they kept walking, up one street and down another till Elizabeth was sure that they were walking in circles. But just before she could complain and ask whether he actually knew where they were going, she heard music. Lively music, and joyous laughter coming from a hotel up ahead.

Elizabeth suddenly had a vision of dirty wenches and leering cads dancing drunkenly, and stopped. Jack turned and grinned at her again, reading her mind.

“It’s not what ya think luv”, he held out the hand that she had just let go of and she took it again and followed him into the bar.

The room was brightly lit and clean. At one end there was a bar where a man and woman stood serving drinks with broad friendly smiles, and at the other was a band playing a vigorous Jig. And couples were dancing, the ladies in rather shabby, but still tasteful dresses and the men in suits. Smiling, laughing, dancing. Yes they were poor but the women were ladies and the men were gentlemen.

Elizabeth looked at Jack, not quite understanding him at all.

“Shocked Miss Swan?”

“Would you be offended if I said yes?”, she spoke sheepishly, her eyelashes fluttering over her eyes.

He chuckled, “You’re forgiven…If you allow me the first dance”

Elizabeth grinned broadly and nodded as he led her onto the dance floor.

And they danced. Elizabeth was surprised by her Pirate’s skills on the floor, he seemed to know all the popular dance steps and she enjoyed every second she spent in his arms. He twirled her around the floor and his eyes never left her face.

Finally the last song of the night came to an end and the band said it’s goodbyes as they packed up their instruments. Jack and Elizabeth smiled at each other as they stood still in the centre of the floor, Jack’s hands remaining on Elizabeth’s waist.

“You think you can trust me one last time? I have something else to show you”, Jack whispered into her ear, and smiled as he felt her nod.

He took her hand again and led her up the stairs, winking at the middle-aged lady behind the bar as he went. Down a hallway, then through a door and they were in Jack’s sleeping quarters.

“This is where I stay when I’m here”, he took of his hat and threw it onto a nearby chair, “Mary downstairs would never say a word against Jack Sparrow”, he shrugged, “Saved ’er life a few years back”

Elizabeth looked around the small room … It was clean and it smelt like lemon and roses. She was confused, Jack was a pirate and since when was a pirate this clean? “Jack?”

“Yes”, his face was all innocence, but it was impossible to mistake the cunning glint in his eyes.

“Mr Sparrow! You knew I would be here tonight” she spun to face him, “How?”

“O.K I’ll be square with ye”, his arms spread wide as he spoke, “I was plannin’ to come get ye. You know, climb ye Ivy again and bring you here.” his arms waved again as he spoke, “Then I saw ye at the bon fire and the plan changed … as it were”, he grinned, his eyes squinted slightly.

Elizabeth couldn’t hold back the sly grin as she looked at Jack. “Well if you’re hoping for a second helping of last night you’d better take of those”, she pointed at his clothing “things.”

Jack grinned and made quick work of removing every piece of clothing, then stood looking slightly self conscious being the only nude person in the room.

Elizabeth grinned at her new power, “Now … Lay on the bed.”

And he did, “Assuming of course that you’ll be joining me at some point luv?”

“Mmmm Maybe”, she smiled coyly, unhooked her cloak and let it drop to the floor; then began to slowly unbutton her bodice, pulled it out of her full skirt and let it to, drop on top of the cloak. She moved towards the bed where Jack lay naked, looking up at her with desire filled eyes. She allowed her hips to sway sensuously as she stepped closer, unbuttoning the back of her full skirt. Slowly, teasingly she removed the rest of her underclothes and when she was sure that Jack was about to explode and grab her, she smiled down at him and straddled his hips.

“Ah hell luv”, he groaned out as his hands slid up over the soft, luscious curves of her hips and waist.

Her head fell back and her long hair with it as her hot, wet centre hovered less then a quarter inch above his incredibly hard shaft. And she lowered herself over him, allowing a mere inch to enter her before pausing, and moved her lower body in the little circles that she’d found so pleasing the night before. She felt his fingers digging into her waist, but he didn’t force her, didn’t pull her down.

With a loud sigh, that matched his, Elizabeth filled herself with her Pirate lover, all the way to the hilt and stayed. She took his hands from her waist and slid them over and up to her firm high breasts, showed him how to squeeze just enough and gasped as he did it just right.

“Jack…“ She moaned as she rose high then lowered her self, and again, setting up a pleasing rhythm, at least for her.

“Elizabeth…Lizzie…your killin’ me, I…”, Jack almost whimpered as she rose and fell above him, a golden goddess riding him high, pulling every drop of pleasure she could from his hard pulsing body.

Her eyes met his and she smiled at his pained expression, “What do you want Captain Sparrow?” she could tell he was holding back and she was determined to make him lose his composure. She wanted him wild and free like the pirate she’d read about and she was determined to get it.

“Lizzie…”, still holding back, he gritted his teeth as she lowered herself once again, tantalisingly slowly.

“Jack”, she spoke, her eyes firmly on his, keeping her long slow rhythm, “Take it Jack…”, she gasped as his hands tightened on her breasts, she liked it. “Take me Jack, the way you want to…”

Before she could continue he suddenly sat up, changing his position inside her, making she head flick back again, her mouth open wide.

“You want to know?” he gasped out, pulling her tight body down hard over his throbbing shaft, growling deep in his throat before repeating the movement, “You want to know how a pirate takes his woman?” he had now taken over the rhythm, lifting her high before pulling her down again, hard and fast, enjoying the high pitched cry this brought from her lips.

He kissed her, his mouth ravenous as he tasted her sweet lips and gently nipped her lower lip. Elizabeth moaned, as she rose him, hard and fast the way she knew he wanted her. His mouth made a blazing hot trail across her face and down her throat. And she shuddered and trembled as he nipped the sensitive flesh there.

“Ooooh Lizzie, I love it when you do that…” and with that he lay back, his hands rested on her soft thighs as she rode him. His eyes were closed, and his back arched as he enjoyed her sweet body, riding him like a wanton wench on a bucking bronco.

Her climax was growing ever closer, she could feel it, growing, spreading, and she moved faster to hurry it along. She looked down at her lover and gloried at the effect she had on him. His eyes were closed and his back arched again and again. He was so hansom, so rugged and wholly male…The heat started, deep inside where he filled her so completly. Hot blazing heat, spreading out to fill her trembling body with the most intense pleasure.

Her hands gripped his as she rode each wave, her pirate lover bucking and growling beneath her.

“Christ Elizabeth! You’re incredible…”, he gripped her hips and pulled her down one last time and held her against him as he shuddered in his own release.

They held one another for a long time after until their heart beats returned to normal.

A loud banging on the door brought them back to reality. Elizabeth groaned and prepared to yell to her father that she was fine. Jack covered her mouth. He looked into her eyes and shook his head and she remembered where they were.

“Who?” she hissed as him when he removed his hand.

“I don’t know luv, but it sounds bad.” he looked around the room quickly, thinking, then he jumped up and pulled her with him. He gathered up her clothes and bundled them into her arms, then pushed her towards the closet. “Stay here. Don’t come out no matter what you hear!” he pushed her inside, “Do you understand?”

Elizabeth nodded a new fear filling her as she watched his face reflect his own fears.

“Wait till all is quiet then get out of here and run home…Savvy?”, he hissed at her.

Elizabeth nodded again, her eyes wide. She watched as his face softened for a moment. His hand cupped the side of her soft face and kissed her, long and deep.

Jack slammed the closet door closed. From inside Elizabeth heard him yell for who ever was banging to wait a moment and she heard him shuffling with his britches. She heard his bedroom door open and a familiar voice speak

“Mr Sparrow, you have an appointment with the noose. I’d hate for you to miss it.”

Elizabeth gasped, she knew that voice. James Norrington had just arrested Jack.

;) Don’t worry ladies, I’ll update real soon