Caribbean Sunrise

“Jack?”
Where is he? Was it a dream? No can’t be I’m in his cabin. The suns pretty high in the sky. Must be midday, I think it’s a good a day as any to venture on deck. Hmm, where are my clothes.
If it wasn’t bad enough that I hadn’t been out on deck for a month, I was coming out of the captain’s cabin, surely the crew was going to have plenty to talk about this afternoon. I walked through the door, head held high and headed for the main deck. I felt the warm sun beat down on my face and the breeze of the ocean. Why exactly have I been hiding in my cabin and not enjoying this wonderful view and the open ocean. I inhaled deeply and walked over to the rail. Gibbs strolled up behind me and spoke, “Elizabeth, nice to see you back on deck and smiling. You have been missed.”
“I’ve heard that rumor Gibbs. I have to say I’ve missed this view, its absolutely breath taking. What can I do?”
Jack walked over and whispered something to Gibbs who nodded and walked off. Jack then turned to face me, smiling before speaking, “I believe the Captain of this ship is in need of a break, walk with me, Lizzie.” He stuck out his arm and I gladly looped mine through, leaning my head on his shoulder.
“So how are you feeling today, Lizzie?” Jack’s voice holding a hint of playfulness but I could tell he was sincere.
I smiled at him, “OK, but I still feel like I’m missing something.”
“Oh?” Jack’s eyes questioned me.
“Yes” I declared, stopping to face him. I stood up on my toes and leaned into him kissing him with every bit of my being slipping my tongue passed his lips and entwining it with his. When the kiss broke I smiled at him, and turned to continue our walk around deck. “Now, I think I feel rather wonderful.”
“AYE!” Jack responded quickly falling back into place beside me laughing. “Anytime you are missing anything do let me know. Now…what do ya say to a trip to the galley?”
“I am quite hungry and I do think that we could use the time to talk.”

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I think I owe him some form of an explanation.
As I finished the last of my meal I looked up at Jack, it was as if his eyes never left me while I was eating. I reached out and grabbed his hand. “Jack, you know I think this is the first time I recall being happy in a long while and I think you have a lot to do with that. I’m glad I ran into you last night, and to tell you the truth, I spent a lot of my alone time wishing I was with you.”
“Hmmm, I need some rum.”
“Jack!” bloody pirate, here I want to talk to him and explain my recent actions to him and he wants rum. He got up and walked over to a trunk lying against the far wall and pulled out a bottle of rum, uncorking it and taking a swig before strolling back over to me and sitting next to me on the bench. I straddled the bench and turned to face him, “did you hear me?”
“Lizzie, you don’t need to explain to me or anyone why you do what you do. That’s the great part of being a pirate.” He kissed me ever so softly and I could taste the rum on his lips, I took the bottle he had set on the table and took a long sip.
“Don’t you want to know why…” he stopped me by pressing a finger to my lips. Smiling he stood and straddled the bench to face me, our knees meeting and our eyes locked on each other.
“No need luv.” He kissed me, much differently this time. He was commanding, wanting, passionate. “Everything that’s happened is in the past. We live for today and we take everything we can while we can, savvy.” With that he got up and walked up the stairs, hollering for Gibbs. He whispered something in his ear and then walked back down and returned to the bench. I looked at him confused but quickly realized what he had gone to do. His lips returned to mine and he began sucking on my bottom lip. I instinctively collapsed into him, running my hands up and down his chest.
“Well then” I managed to separate our lips long enough to speak “in the spirit of taking everything.” I returned my lips to his and began pulling his shirt out of his breeches and unbuttoning the buttons. I felt him lift me up and place me on his lap, our legs intertwined on either side of the bench. He began to move his hands under the back of my shirt and freed my breasts from the confines of the wrap I had them bound in. He then unbuttoned my top and dove his head into my chest. Sucking and nipping at my nipples until they were fully erect and eliciting many a moan from deep within me. Suddenly he stopped, picked me up and stood me in front of him and in one quick maneuver he managed to untie my breeches and have them pool at my feet. I was standing there naked before him with nothing but my open shirt covering my back, and I didn’t mind. I immediately pulled him to his feet and tried to return the favor and free him from his ever-tightening breeches. I could see his bulge growing with every passing heartbeat. I stumbled a little with his ties and he laughed, commenting “takes practice, luv, allow me.” And he quickly discarded them to the floor. I couldn’t help but smile at him as I watched his erection spring free.
He returned to his seat on the bench and pulled me into him, the whole while kissing and sucking my breasts. I ran my fingers through his braids and vowed never to let him go. Suddenly I felt his long fingers separating my folds. He then kissed me hard as he stuck his fingers deep within me. I could feel the walls of my opening clenching down on him as he moved them with precision in and out of me. Just as I thought I was going to explode he removed them and smiled evilly up at me. I cried out in frustration and jumped onto his lap, rubbing myself up against his now fully erect member. I heard him moan as I pulled his lips to mine. He quickly lay back onto the bench and positioned me over him. Needing him to fill me, I quickly put 2 and 2 together and lowered myself on to him and began raising and lowering myself at a steady pace. “Ride me faster, Lizzie” Jack moaned and I began moving at a much more frantic pace. I could tell he was nearing the ends of his rope, as was I. I felt his finger enter me where we were joined and this wave of heat and pleasure just rolled over me. I thought I was drowning as I heard Jack panting and felt him trembling below me. I collapsed onto his chest and he managed to slip out of me and wrap his arms tightly around me, placing gentle kisses on my forehead and lips. “You learn pretty quick.” He managed to say through his harsh breathing.
“I had the best of teachers,” I returned planting my lips on his.
Just then I heard a loud crack and suddenly I felt myself falling. The look on Jacks face indicated that something was going wrong, and if that wasn’t enough the “oh bugger” that exploded from his mouth as he hit the floor proved it. I bounced off of him and onto my back as laughter filled the room. I tried to stand and nearly couldn’t after turning to see him haphazardly lay on pieces of the broken bench, his eyes full of tears and howling at the hilarity of it all. I somehow managed to get up and help him to his feet. He immediately embraced me, kissing me once more before turning to hand me my breeches. “Bloody bench” he commented while redressing.
Fully clothed I turned to him and hugged him. “Thank you” I said into his neck.
Puzzled he responded, “for what?”
“For reminding me that life goes on, and for being every bit of the good man I always said you were.” I smiled at him.
“Only for you luv.” He kissed me once more before saying “Now lets go up on deck, I’m sure the crew could use some food, and me thinks there’s some furniture in my cabin that will hold up a little better to our presence, savvy?”
I guess Jack is right. The past is the past and I’m certainly not going to let today slip by. I’ve done enough of that already because I wasn’t ready to accept the past and take what I wanted. Now, I think I’m going to take that pirate back to his cabin.