Choices

Thanks to those who have read and especially you who hath reviwed-ith. Mucho appreciation.

Here it is: Chapter 2. And as always, I’m opened to suggestions and even constructive criticism.



The Black Pearl seemed to be moving at a snail’s pace. Waves crashed against the sides that had seen so much battle in its short lifetime. The wind blew through Elizabeth’s hair as she leaned on her elbows, standing at side of the ship, overlooking the temperamental ocean. She smiled as she thought of Jack, sexy, rugged Jack, who drove her crazy in more ways than one.



“Elizabeth?”



She turned around, still wearing that goofy grin until she saw whom it was.



“Oh, Will,” her voice trailed off. Then she remembered that Will was the man she loved…or at least, one of them men she loved. She perked up, “Hi there.”



Will smiled as he scooped her up in his arms and dipped her as he kissed her.



Elizabeth enjoyed the kiss. At a very basic level. The kiss was good- Will had always had a skilled mouth. But, it was just a mouth. But also, it was Will’s mouth.



The conflict must have shown on Elizabeth’s face because Will asked, “What’s wrong?”



“What?” Elizabeth asked half-heartedly. “Oh, I’m just thinking about our…decision…to have a child.”



“Oh yeah? What’s on your mind?” Will smiled. God, he had such a beautiful smile. It made Elizabeth smile in return. But that smile Elizabeth wore faded quicker than the smile she reserved for a certain pirate…



“Well…” Elizabeth still felt guilty about her delicious romp with Jack. “Maybe we should try more!” ‘Try more? Where in gods names did that come from?!’ she screamed inwardly.



Will couldn’t quite get a read on Elizabeth’s face, but figured she was just nervous. The thought of being a parent made him nervous too. Especially since he didn’t like the idea of Elizabeth having their child on the high seas, let alone the Black Pearl. Not only that, but how would dear old “Uncle Jack” react to his and Elizabeth’s child? What if their child was a girl? Will shuddered. He insisted to Elizabeth that they go home to Port Royal to have their child, but Elizabeth continued to be preoccupied, so he hadn’t had the chance to bring it up.



However, he decided to let the nagging feeling fade as a naughty smile bloomed on his face. He kissed the side of Elizabeth’s head as he wrapped his arms around her, her back facing him, saying, “Well, if you want, our cabin is right over there…”



Elizabeth was just about to put him off until she heard a voice from behind both of them: “Mr. Turner!”



Jack stood there almost imperiously, holding a bottle of rum in one hand.



Will narrowed his eyes at him: “Yes?”



“I have a job for you, Mr. Turner. After all, you are a member of my crew…right?”



Will didn’t like his superior tone, but Jack didn’t care. It was one of the few times he got to be condescending to Will. Not only that, but he didn’t care for Will touching what was rightfully his. ‘Mmmm,’ he thought to himself, ‘what’s deliciously mine…’



Will kissed Elizabeth once more as he slowly detached himself from her. His eyes never left Jack as he walked out of sight.



Jack smirked at Elizabeth, “Lovely liddle thick’ead you got there.”



“Will’s not a thickhead!” Elizabeth said somewhat indignantly. “He’s just…protective.”



Jack took a swig of rum as he made his way towards Elizabeth. “I bet charmin’ old Willie Boy wanted to know about when he’ll be getting to touch…” he traced his fingers across Elizabeth’s face, “…this…”



Elizabeth didn’t realize just how close Jack was until she felt her back against the railing of the ship. The bottle of rum seemed to have disappeared from his hand because those hands were suddenly and swiftly rubbing Elizabeth in yearning places.



Jack’s lips hovered inches away from Elizabeth: “I want to touch this…everywhere…” He kissed her, instantly being flushed with the heat that arose from Elizabeth’s body.



Elizabeth moaned into his mouth. “Jack…mmph…”



Jack’s fingers unfastened her blouse, finding her nipples instantly and pinching them ever so slightly. Elizabeth arched her back into Jack’s hard body.



Elizabeth was enjoying herself so much that she only suddenly realized that she was in public, having Jack Sparrow make her feel so good.



“Jack,” Elizabeth half-whispered, half-shouted, “we’re in public.”



Jack grinned as he unfastened his breeches, rubbing his hard-on against Elizabeth’s scorching hot womanhood. “I know, luv, that’s what makes it so much better.”



Elizabeth started to object, but felt her words fade away as Jack’s nimble fingers slipped inside of her. Two fingers moved slowly but steadily in and out of her as a third rubbed her clit. “Oh Gods, Jack!” she nearly cried out.



Jack managed to spin her around so that he back was facing him. He continued to move his fingers in and out of her, rubbing her clit, making her whimper with pleasure. He kissed her neck as he lifted her skirt. Having more access to that aching spot, he very quickly positioned himself at her opening and invited himself inside.



No matter how many secret rendezvous they had had before, she was always so fucking hot and tight. Elizabeth gasped at how good it felt. Jack leaned her over the side of the railing, exposing more of that luscious backside to his greedy self.



“Jack…ooh, Jack…uh…what if…uh oh…what if Will sees…” she couldn’t finish that sentence, electric shocks of pleasure were pulsing in her pussy, feeling so fucking good.



Jack too was having difficulty thinking about Will when he was fucking Elizabeth: “He’ll. Have. To. Live. Gods!” Little stars appeared in his eyes. He kept one hand on Elizabeth’s back as he thrust faster and faster, playing with her breasts with the other.



It was all too much for Elizabeth: Jack was fucking her so good, he was rubbing her, and she felt the urge to come overwhelming her.



More waves of pleasure: “Jack…soon…I’m…oh gods…”



“That’s it, Elizabeth. Fucking…come…” Jack’s thrusts became frenzied.



“Oh Jack, Jack” – faster thrusts – “JACK!”



Elizabeth came hard, pleasure running throughout her entire body, reaching her fingertips and toes. She would’ve fell overboard, she felt so good. Luckily, Jack was holding onto her hips.



Jack felt Elizabeth squeeze around his hard cock and that did it. Jack came right after Elizabeth, feeling light-headed as that feeling of content and indescribable uber-goodness engulfed him.



Both of them stood there for a while, Elizabeth bent over the railing, Jack still inside of her, both of them trying to catch their breath.



When Elizabeth’s head began to clear, she realized she had to get out of sight. “Jack,” she said urgently, trying to pull him out of her. She looked down to see her blouse was a mess as well. “Jack, we have to get out of sight.”



“Hmm, wassat luv?” Jack asked, dazed. He was still feeling too good to move.



“Jack! Will could be back at any moment! You have to let me up!”



“Hmm, Will who…?”



“Jack!” Elizabeth managed to shove him up more forcefully. Jack fell to the ground, shaking his head, almost certainly in search of rum.



He saw Elizabeth looking frazzled, brushing herself off, and smiled. “Elizabeth, luv, if you wanna get out of the open, my quarters are right over there.” He pointed.



Elizabeth wrinkled her nose at him. “We can’t keep doing this, Jack! I’m married, to Will of all people! We might have a child!”



Jack kept grinning at Elizabeth, “Well, how are you supposin’ to have a child when you keep ending up in my bed, luv? Plus the looks you get…”



Elizabeth playfully slapped him, “Look whose talking about faces.”



“How would you know? I had you over that railing but good, darlin’.”



Elizabeth mockingly glared at him, but then her face turned serious. “Jack, I do love Will. I just…”



“Darlin’, you can tell yourself whatever you need. But as long as we’re both on the Pearl, then I’ll find my way to…” His hands rubbed her shoulders, “certain places…”



“Jack,” Elizabeth kissed him slightly and began to walk away. “You can’t keep screwing me.”



“Quite the contrary, luv. I’m the Captain- what I want goes, savvy?” Jack smiled his toothy pirate smile. “If that how you really feel, Lizzy. Don’t stray too far from Mr. Turner then. There are plenty of railings and small spaces around…” He gestured all around.



“You can’t always have what you want, Jack,” Elizabeth said quietly.



Jack sidled up besides her, whispering in her ear, “That’s where you’re wrong, darlin’.”









So, I hope that met expectations. Please lemme know what y’all want. I aim to please my audience :)