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Pirates of the Caribbean (All) › Het - Male/Female
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A Knife In The Dark
Hey this is chapter three. Thank you to JackSparrowsWench! Much appreciated!
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Aeryn wrapped her arm around the bars of her cage and braced herself. She had managed to slip her right hand out of her iron cuffs after being returned to the brig. She cursed as the heavy swinging chain bashed into her leg. Now the only problem was getting out of the brig. Aeryn had escaped many such cells before but the Pearl’s brig was proving to be more difficult than she imagined.
She had managed to free her hand two nights ago and since then she had not seen any member of the crew except for Gibbs who had left her a few slices of bread and cheese each morning. She had no choice but to clamp the iron round her hand every time he came into the brig so to not call attention to her somewhat dismal attempts to escape. Her hand was bruised and raw from repeatedly forcing her hand out of the iron.
On top of that Aeryn was still wearing the Captain’s ridiculous green dress. When she had been brought back to her cell her clothing was gone much to her annoyance. Aeryn rarely wore dresses or corsets and she felt as though her ribs would never recover from the tight binding garment.
Aeryn sighed deeply summoning all of her strength. She knew if she lifted the cell door enough the hinges would drop back and the door would come loose. She twisted her other arm around the door and widened her stance. With a sudden heave Aeryn lifted the door. Her muscles ached and sweat beaded on her brow. She let loose a low cry and forced the door upwards. With a sudden loud clang the door gave way and Aeryn stumbled backwards.
Panting Aeryn placed the cage door on the ground quietly and waited for a moment, hoping no one had heard the door banging. She heard no shouts and the wooden door at the front of the brig remained silent. She sighed and quickly made her way to her next hurdle. The heavy wooden door.
Dropping to her knees she reached up into her hair for a single pin. It had come with the dress but not really knowing what to do with it she had just used it to hold back her long fringe. She twirled it in her fingers and pressed her ear to the lock, pushing the little bit of metal into it. She closed her eyes and after a few moment she heard the lock give a satisfying click. She smiled to herself and pushed the pin back into her hair.
“Thank you Jack,” She giggled to herself. She opened the door slowly and peered out. The corridor was empty. Quickly and quietly she made her way to the staircase. She moved to the top of the stairs with caution. She held her breath as she stepped away from the stairs.
The crew was sleeping here in dirty white hammocks. She grabbed hold of the chain that dangled from her wrist so that it would not clink dangerously. Slowly she made her way to the next set of stairs that would take her to the deck. She didn’t even dare to breathe. She winced as her skirt whispered across the floorboards. It took all of her will power not to bolt up the stairs.
She was in luck. The deck was empty. There was not even a man at the helm. She stepped out onto the deck and took a moment to breathe in the fresh air of the sea. It was amazingly calm and dead silent. I need a long boat, Aeryn thought glancing around. She stepped toward the boats but stopped when she got to them. She looked over at the doors that marked the entrance to the Captain’s cabin. The windows were dark. Surely he was asleep.
Should I risk it, Aeryn mused. She didn’t really have to ask herself. She needed her guns and her father’s cutlass back. Most of all she wanted her mother’s necklace. I can’t leave without them, she decided, I need some form of weapon though. Aeryn’s eyes trailed down to the dangling chain from her left hand and grinned. She wrapped the chain around her dainty wrist and tucked the last metal loop under the cuff. She swung it to make sure it to would not come undone. A blow to the head with this would knock anyone out, she thought.
Satisfied with her heavy metal bracelet she crept toward the Captain’s cabin and placed her hand on the golden door handle. She prayed the door would be unlocked. She held her breath as she turned the handle and smiled when she felt no resistance. She opened the door slowly and stepped inside. Aeryn turned and shut the door with a minute clicking sound. She glanced over at the bed and felt her breath catch in her throat.
The cabin was washed with moonlight, bathing everything in a pale white light. Jack Sparrow lay on his back in his bed his head turned toward her. An arm was hanging over the side of the bed, the other lazily resting on his bare chest. He didn’t appear to be wearing a scrap of clothing. His chest rose and fell as he slept. Aeryn’s eyes wandered over his smooth lean body. A white sheet barley covered his waist. Aeryn found herself wishing the sheet would slip a little so she could see what was barley hidden.
Moonlight gleamed on his hard body, casing a pleasing shadow over his muscles. He was certainly gorgeous, almost beautiful. His hair was still pulled back with that red bandanna, the rest of the tangle of dreadlocks spilled out over his pillow. His closed eyes had that dark kohl over them and his full mouth was partly slightly. Aeryn could smell his distinctively male scent from the doorway and she licked her lips nervously.
Jack moved suddenly and Aeryn let lose a small gasp. She remembered her situation and turned away from the handsome, scantily clad, man behind her. Her eyes raked the room and she felt a jolt when she saw that her pistols and cutlass where still where she had seen them two nights ago.
Aeryn crossed the room quickly and belted her pistols to her waist. She slipped her father’s cutlass into the scabbard. She felt a surge of confidence having these items on her hips again, like having friends suddenly show up in the middle of a fight. Now all she needed was her mother’s necklace.
She turned back to the bed, careful not to look down at Sparrow. She saw the bedside table and moved toward it making sure to avoid Jack’s outstretched hand. Aeryn smiled when she spied the small silver necklace she would have recognised anywhere. She felt tears prick her eyes as she slipped the familiar weight round her neck, loving the way it found the perfect place between her breasts.
She had everything now she could go. But something stoped Aeryn from leaving the cabin. She looked down at Sparrow again. She felt the confusing mix of feelings she had felt when she had dined with him. Aeryn hated this man; he had cost her everything. But she couldn’t stop her body from reacting with lust toward him. Lust? No I don’t want him, Aeryn told herself refusing to hear the little voice that said otherwise.
Look at him, lying there all defenceless, Aeryn thought and reached for her cutlass, It would be so easy. She withdrew the dull sword. She paused for a moment before bringing the tip of her father’s sword toward Jack throat. She had dreamed of this moment for years. The chance to avenge the deaths of her parents. The tip of the sword kissed the fragile skin of Jack’s neck. Jack’s eyes flew open as the gentle touch.
“Don’t move Sparrow or I’ll cut your throat” Aeryn whispered. To her surprise Jack laughed. Aeryn could feel the vibration of it through her cutlass. She pressed the blade a little harder to his neck and saw a thin trickle of blood slip down his throat. Jack stopped laughing and looked at her. His dark eyes were both warm and cold at once. It felt like he looked right into her and saw her loathing of him and her want. Aeryn swallowed hard feeling a shiver in her spine that desperately wanted to become a tremble.
“If you are so hell bent on killin’ me why the hesitation?” he asked in a low voice. Aeryn raised her chin and smiled at him.
“Who said this was hesitation? I like to play with my food before I eat it” she replied wickedly. Jack smiled, his golden teeth flashed in the moonlight. Aeryn stepped closer to the bed and cocked her head. She pushed the blade a little harder and another thicker line of blood trickled down Jack’s neck.
“Is that so love?” he asked in a dangerous whisper. Before she could reply Aeryn felt a firm hand on the back of her knee, pulling her forward. A strong hand went up and grabbed at her wrist. Aeryn felt her body twist and found herself on her back. Jack was on top of her and her cutlass had clattered to the ground.
Jack had one wrist in a agonising embrace, twisting it around so that pain raced up her arm. Aeryn flung up her other hand that was wrapped in the metal links, aiming for Jack’s smirking face. Jack saw the movement and pulled his head back, the chains lazily grazing his cheek. He caught hold of her other hand and pinned it to the side of her body.
“That’s not very nice,” he said in a satirical tone.
“It wasn’t meant to be” Aeryn hissed. Jack held Aeryn’s body to the bed with his own, his knee between hers. Aeryn shifted uncomfortably. She was all too aware of Jack’s body pressed too closely against her own. Aeryn could feel the hardness of his stomach against hers and the strength in his arms. She felt a small thrill of arousal as his knee pushed her legs apart. His dark eyes burned into hers and she felt a blush steal across her cheeks, betraying her thoughts. Jack smiled at her. Aeryn felt a soft click and watched as Jack unwound the heavy chain from her wrist. He dropped it to the floor next to her cutlass.
“You know threatening a Captain is a very serious offence Miss Stormwater,” Jack whispered. He moved his knee high between her legs and pressed it against her womanhood. Aeryn fought against the pleasurable sensation and glared at him. She lifted her face to his so that their lips were barley apart. His kohl stained eyes pierced her emerald ones.
“No more than you deserved” Aeryn whispered against them. Jack smirked at her. Aeryn could barley think straight. His scent was intoxicating; her blood was on fire as he pushed his knee tighter against her. The pressure was intensely pleasurable. Her lips tingled and parted against her will.
“Is that so?” Jack asked. He didn’t wait for her reply. Instead he crashed his lips down onto hers. Aeryn gasped and Jack, ever the opportunist, slipped his tongue into her mouth. Aeryn kissed him back her body melting into his, her last little be of resolve gone with that brutal first kiss. His lips were soft against hers but demanding. His kiss was fierce and so intense Aeryn felt as though she was drowning. He tasted of sweet rum and something undefinable but erotically male.
Jack’s wicked mouth left hers but before she could protest she felt his lips on her throat, his teeth grazing her delicate skin there causing her to shiver. He released her hands and she wound them round his neck. Jack sat up suddenly pulling Aeryn with him. She straddled him as his mouth kissed her collarbone; his tongue traced the tops of her breasts. Aeryn felt a rush of warmth flow to her groin and an exquisite wetness forming between her folds.
Aeryn unbuckled her belt dropping it, her pistols and scabbard to the floor. Jack reached behind her and swiftly undid her dress. Aeryn sighed as Jack pulled the restraining garment loose and lay back down to shimmy out of it. Jack threw the emerald dress to the floor and Aeryn quickly pulled the white under garment over her head and was a naked as he was. All but the little gleaming skull round her neck. She sat up and he pulled her body against his. Jack felt his manhood swell as her perfect breasts were crushed against his chest.
Jack kissed her roughly again, his callused hand straying over her breasts. She let loose a small cry as he gently pinching her pink nipples, smiling, as they became hard peaks. Aeryn kissed his face, her lips traced his ear and her tongue caressed his throat. She tasted the tangy metallic taste of his blood she had drawn and pulled back. She pulled his face down to hers and forced him to kiss her again.
Aeryn’s hand strayed down to his large swollen member, which pushed against her stomach, demanding attention. Jack let lose a low growl as she expertly ran her hand along his hard length her thumb gently stroked his head. Jack pushed her down onto the bed and quickly took a dusky nipple into his mouth. Aeryn moaned and Jack’s hand copied the ministrations of his mouth on her other nipple.
His hand quickly abandoned her breast and made it way down swiftly to her folds. Aeryn gasped as he pushed two fingers deep inside her slick entrance, his thumb rolling over her swollen clit. Jack kissed her hard and Aeryn moaned deeply into his mouth as his fingers pushed in and out of her. The pressure building up in her was almost too much to handle. His mouth was on her neck, her breast, her swollen mouth. His fingers were working her quickly to ecstasy.
Aeryn felt like his hands, fingers and mouth were everywhere at once. Her breath was fast and uneven, her emerald eyes dark with desire. Jack could feel she was just about to reach the crest of her orgasm and pulled his fingers out of her. She moaned in protest and looked up at him. He kissed her soft, swollen lips gently.
“Why? Why would you stop?” she asked huskily. His mouth kissed her neck and she shivered as his tongue teased a nipple. His mouth kissed down her flat stomach and traced her belly button. Aeryn felt tense with apprehension. He kissed the top of her mound.
“Because I like to play with my food before I eat it,” he whispered, throwing her earlier words back at her. Aeryn blushed and opened her mouth to retort but all that came out was a strangled moan as his silken tongue found its way between her folds. Jack grazed his tongue over her swollen nub and once again pushed two long fingers inside of her.
He looked up at her as his mouth worked her most intimate places. Her face was flushed and her head thrown back. Her fingers were curled deliciously into his hair, begging him for more. Her full breasts were thrust forward as she arched her back, those perfect nipples hard all because of him. The silver necklace shone brightly between her bosom. Her long golden hair was in disarray over his pillow and her soft thighs brushed against his cheeks as he worked her button harder and harder toward the inevitable.
Aeryn moaned Jack’s name aloud and felt her hips rise as the warm intense pleasure that was building up inside boil over. Jack watched as she licked her lips and that simple gesture aroused him to no end. Her mouth formed a perfect O as her orgasm swept over her making her tremble violently. Jack tasted a new wetness against his mouth and almost spilled by that alone.
He leaned back over her body and kissed her deeply, forcing her to taste herself on his lips. He settle between her legs and Aeryn wrapped her long limbs around his hips. Jack didn’t wait another moment. He pushed his throbbing member deep inside her. Aeryn moaned as he entered her roughly. He was so big, bigger than any man she had bedded before. The size of his manhood hurt her slightly but Aeryn found herself enjoying the mix of pleasure and pain.
Jack thrust into her again, picking up a fast and steady speed. He kissed her roughly and felt a thrill of pleasure as she moaned his name aloud. Jack felt her nails biting his skin on his back sharply. He welcomed that small pain and drove into her harder. He could feel his end coming soon. Aeryn grabbed the back of his neck and forced him into another brutal kiss as he fucked her. Jack moaned aloud when he felt her walls tighten and grinned when he heard her almost scream his name as he made her come for a second time that night.
Jack felt his orgasm wash over him and he spilled his seed deep inside her. He thrust in a few more time before lowering himself down onto her gently. Aeryn could feel his heart racing against her chest. Her legs were still weakly around his hips. She felt utterly spent and deliciously tired.
Jack gently pulled out of her and lay on her back next to her. He pulled her into his arms and Aeryn rested her head against his hard chest. Her eyes were heavy and the sound of his heart beating against her ear, the gentle sound of his breathing were almost like a lullaby. Soon both Captains found themselves fast asleep.
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Aeryn wrapped her arm around the bars of her cage and braced herself. She had managed to slip her right hand out of her iron cuffs after being returned to the brig. She cursed as the heavy swinging chain bashed into her leg. Now the only problem was getting out of the brig. Aeryn had escaped many such cells before but the Pearl’s brig was proving to be more difficult than she imagined.
She had managed to free her hand two nights ago and since then she had not seen any member of the crew except for Gibbs who had left her a few slices of bread and cheese each morning. She had no choice but to clamp the iron round her hand every time he came into the brig so to not call attention to her somewhat dismal attempts to escape. Her hand was bruised and raw from repeatedly forcing her hand out of the iron.
On top of that Aeryn was still wearing the Captain’s ridiculous green dress. When she had been brought back to her cell her clothing was gone much to her annoyance. Aeryn rarely wore dresses or corsets and she felt as though her ribs would never recover from the tight binding garment.
Aeryn sighed deeply summoning all of her strength. She knew if she lifted the cell door enough the hinges would drop back and the door would come loose. She twisted her other arm around the door and widened her stance. With a sudden heave Aeryn lifted the door. Her muscles ached and sweat beaded on her brow. She let loose a low cry and forced the door upwards. With a sudden loud clang the door gave way and Aeryn stumbled backwards.
Panting Aeryn placed the cage door on the ground quietly and waited for a moment, hoping no one had heard the door banging. She heard no shouts and the wooden door at the front of the brig remained silent. She sighed and quickly made her way to her next hurdle. The heavy wooden door.
Dropping to her knees she reached up into her hair for a single pin. It had come with the dress but not really knowing what to do with it she had just used it to hold back her long fringe. She twirled it in her fingers and pressed her ear to the lock, pushing the little bit of metal into it. She closed her eyes and after a few moment she heard the lock give a satisfying click. She smiled to herself and pushed the pin back into her hair.
“Thank you Jack,” She giggled to herself. She opened the door slowly and peered out. The corridor was empty. Quickly and quietly she made her way to the staircase. She moved to the top of the stairs with caution. She held her breath as she stepped away from the stairs.
The crew was sleeping here in dirty white hammocks. She grabbed hold of the chain that dangled from her wrist so that it would not clink dangerously. Slowly she made her way to the next set of stairs that would take her to the deck. She didn’t even dare to breathe. She winced as her skirt whispered across the floorboards. It took all of her will power not to bolt up the stairs.
She was in luck. The deck was empty. There was not even a man at the helm. She stepped out onto the deck and took a moment to breathe in the fresh air of the sea. It was amazingly calm and dead silent. I need a long boat, Aeryn thought glancing around. She stepped toward the boats but stopped when she got to them. She looked over at the doors that marked the entrance to the Captain’s cabin. The windows were dark. Surely he was asleep.
Should I risk it, Aeryn mused. She didn’t really have to ask herself. She needed her guns and her father’s cutlass back. Most of all she wanted her mother’s necklace. I can’t leave without them, she decided, I need some form of weapon though. Aeryn’s eyes trailed down to the dangling chain from her left hand and grinned. She wrapped the chain around her dainty wrist and tucked the last metal loop under the cuff. She swung it to make sure it to would not come undone. A blow to the head with this would knock anyone out, she thought.
Satisfied with her heavy metal bracelet she crept toward the Captain’s cabin and placed her hand on the golden door handle. She prayed the door would be unlocked. She held her breath as she turned the handle and smiled when she felt no resistance. She opened the door slowly and stepped inside. Aeryn turned and shut the door with a minute clicking sound. She glanced over at the bed and felt her breath catch in her throat.
The cabin was washed with moonlight, bathing everything in a pale white light. Jack Sparrow lay on his back in his bed his head turned toward her. An arm was hanging over the side of the bed, the other lazily resting on his bare chest. He didn’t appear to be wearing a scrap of clothing. His chest rose and fell as he slept. Aeryn’s eyes wandered over his smooth lean body. A white sheet barley covered his waist. Aeryn found herself wishing the sheet would slip a little so she could see what was barley hidden.
Moonlight gleamed on his hard body, casing a pleasing shadow over his muscles. He was certainly gorgeous, almost beautiful. His hair was still pulled back with that red bandanna, the rest of the tangle of dreadlocks spilled out over his pillow. His closed eyes had that dark kohl over them and his full mouth was partly slightly. Aeryn could smell his distinctively male scent from the doorway and she licked her lips nervously.
Jack moved suddenly and Aeryn let lose a small gasp. She remembered her situation and turned away from the handsome, scantily clad, man behind her. Her eyes raked the room and she felt a jolt when she saw that her pistols and cutlass where still where she had seen them two nights ago.
Aeryn crossed the room quickly and belted her pistols to her waist. She slipped her father’s cutlass into the scabbard. She felt a surge of confidence having these items on her hips again, like having friends suddenly show up in the middle of a fight. Now all she needed was her mother’s necklace.
She turned back to the bed, careful not to look down at Sparrow. She saw the bedside table and moved toward it making sure to avoid Jack’s outstretched hand. Aeryn smiled when she spied the small silver necklace she would have recognised anywhere. She felt tears prick her eyes as she slipped the familiar weight round her neck, loving the way it found the perfect place between her breasts.
She had everything now she could go. But something stoped Aeryn from leaving the cabin. She looked down at Sparrow again. She felt the confusing mix of feelings she had felt when she had dined with him. Aeryn hated this man; he had cost her everything. But she couldn’t stop her body from reacting with lust toward him. Lust? No I don’t want him, Aeryn told herself refusing to hear the little voice that said otherwise.
Look at him, lying there all defenceless, Aeryn thought and reached for her cutlass, It would be so easy. She withdrew the dull sword. She paused for a moment before bringing the tip of her father’s sword toward Jack throat. She had dreamed of this moment for years. The chance to avenge the deaths of her parents. The tip of the sword kissed the fragile skin of Jack’s neck. Jack’s eyes flew open as the gentle touch.
“Don’t move Sparrow or I’ll cut your throat” Aeryn whispered. To her surprise Jack laughed. Aeryn could feel the vibration of it through her cutlass. She pressed the blade a little harder to his neck and saw a thin trickle of blood slip down his throat. Jack stopped laughing and looked at her. His dark eyes were both warm and cold at once. It felt like he looked right into her and saw her loathing of him and her want. Aeryn swallowed hard feeling a shiver in her spine that desperately wanted to become a tremble.
“If you are so hell bent on killin’ me why the hesitation?” he asked in a low voice. Aeryn raised her chin and smiled at him.
“Who said this was hesitation? I like to play with my food before I eat it” she replied wickedly. Jack smiled, his golden teeth flashed in the moonlight. Aeryn stepped closer to the bed and cocked her head. She pushed the blade a little harder and another thicker line of blood trickled down Jack’s neck.
“Is that so love?” he asked in a dangerous whisper. Before she could reply Aeryn felt a firm hand on the back of her knee, pulling her forward. A strong hand went up and grabbed at her wrist. Aeryn felt her body twist and found herself on her back. Jack was on top of her and her cutlass had clattered to the ground.
Jack had one wrist in a agonising embrace, twisting it around so that pain raced up her arm. Aeryn flung up her other hand that was wrapped in the metal links, aiming for Jack’s smirking face. Jack saw the movement and pulled his head back, the chains lazily grazing his cheek. He caught hold of her other hand and pinned it to the side of her body.
“That’s not very nice,” he said in a satirical tone.
“It wasn’t meant to be” Aeryn hissed. Jack held Aeryn’s body to the bed with his own, his knee between hers. Aeryn shifted uncomfortably. She was all too aware of Jack’s body pressed too closely against her own. Aeryn could feel the hardness of his stomach against hers and the strength in his arms. She felt a small thrill of arousal as his knee pushed her legs apart. His dark eyes burned into hers and she felt a blush steal across her cheeks, betraying her thoughts. Jack smiled at her. Aeryn felt a soft click and watched as Jack unwound the heavy chain from her wrist. He dropped it to the floor next to her cutlass.
“You know threatening a Captain is a very serious offence Miss Stormwater,” Jack whispered. He moved his knee high between her legs and pressed it against her womanhood. Aeryn fought against the pleasurable sensation and glared at him. She lifted her face to his so that their lips were barley apart. His kohl stained eyes pierced her emerald ones.
“No more than you deserved” Aeryn whispered against them. Jack smirked at her. Aeryn could barley think straight. His scent was intoxicating; her blood was on fire as he pushed his knee tighter against her. The pressure was intensely pleasurable. Her lips tingled and parted against her will.
“Is that so?” Jack asked. He didn’t wait for her reply. Instead he crashed his lips down onto hers. Aeryn gasped and Jack, ever the opportunist, slipped his tongue into her mouth. Aeryn kissed him back her body melting into his, her last little be of resolve gone with that brutal first kiss. His lips were soft against hers but demanding. His kiss was fierce and so intense Aeryn felt as though she was drowning. He tasted of sweet rum and something undefinable but erotically male.
Jack’s wicked mouth left hers but before she could protest she felt his lips on her throat, his teeth grazing her delicate skin there causing her to shiver. He released her hands and she wound them round his neck. Jack sat up suddenly pulling Aeryn with him. She straddled him as his mouth kissed her collarbone; his tongue traced the tops of her breasts. Aeryn felt a rush of warmth flow to her groin and an exquisite wetness forming between her folds.
Aeryn unbuckled her belt dropping it, her pistols and scabbard to the floor. Jack reached behind her and swiftly undid her dress. Aeryn sighed as Jack pulled the restraining garment loose and lay back down to shimmy out of it. Jack threw the emerald dress to the floor and Aeryn quickly pulled the white under garment over her head and was a naked as he was. All but the little gleaming skull round her neck. She sat up and he pulled her body against his. Jack felt his manhood swell as her perfect breasts were crushed against his chest.
Jack kissed her roughly again, his callused hand straying over her breasts. She let loose a small cry as he gently pinching her pink nipples, smiling, as they became hard peaks. Aeryn kissed his face, her lips traced his ear and her tongue caressed his throat. She tasted the tangy metallic taste of his blood she had drawn and pulled back. She pulled his face down to hers and forced him to kiss her again.
Aeryn’s hand strayed down to his large swollen member, which pushed against her stomach, demanding attention. Jack let lose a low growl as she expertly ran her hand along his hard length her thumb gently stroked his head. Jack pushed her down onto the bed and quickly took a dusky nipple into his mouth. Aeryn moaned and Jack’s hand copied the ministrations of his mouth on her other nipple.
His hand quickly abandoned her breast and made it way down swiftly to her folds. Aeryn gasped as he pushed two fingers deep inside her slick entrance, his thumb rolling over her swollen clit. Jack kissed her hard and Aeryn moaned deeply into his mouth as his fingers pushed in and out of her. The pressure building up in her was almost too much to handle. His mouth was on her neck, her breast, her swollen mouth. His fingers were working her quickly to ecstasy.
Aeryn felt like his hands, fingers and mouth were everywhere at once. Her breath was fast and uneven, her emerald eyes dark with desire. Jack could feel she was just about to reach the crest of her orgasm and pulled his fingers out of her. She moaned in protest and looked up at him. He kissed her soft, swollen lips gently.
“Why? Why would you stop?” she asked huskily. His mouth kissed her neck and she shivered as his tongue teased a nipple. His mouth kissed down her flat stomach and traced her belly button. Aeryn felt tense with apprehension. He kissed the top of her mound.
“Because I like to play with my food before I eat it,” he whispered, throwing her earlier words back at her. Aeryn blushed and opened her mouth to retort but all that came out was a strangled moan as his silken tongue found its way between her folds. Jack grazed his tongue over her swollen nub and once again pushed two long fingers inside of her.
He looked up at her as his mouth worked her most intimate places. Her face was flushed and her head thrown back. Her fingers were curled deliciously into his hair, begging him for more. Her full breasts were thrust forward as she arched her back, those perfect nipples hard all because of him. The silver necklace shone brightly between her bosom. Her long golden hair was in disarray over his pillow and her soft thighs brushed against his cheeks as he worked her button harder and harder toward the inevitable.
Aeryn moaned Jack’s name aloud and felt her hips rise as the warm intense pleasure that was building up inside boil over. Jack watched as she licked her lips and that simple gesture aroused him to no end. Her mouth formed a perfect O as her orgasm swept over her making her tremble violently. Jack tasted a new wetness against his mouth and almost spilled by that alone.
He leaned back over her body and kissed her deeply, forcing her to taste herself on his lips. He settle between her legs and Aeryn wrapped her long limbs around his hips. Jack didn’t wait another moment. He pushed his throbbing member deep inside her. Aeryn moaned as he entered her roughly. He was so big, bigger than any man she had bedded before. The size of his manhood hurt her slightly but Aeryn found herself enjoying the mix of pleasure and pain.
Jack thrust into her again, picking up a fast and steady speed. He kissed her roughly and felt a thrill of pleasure as she moaned his name aloud. Jack felt her nails biting his skin on his back sharply. He welcomed that small pain and drove into her harder. He could feel his end coming soon. Aeryn grabbed the back of his neck and forced him into another brutal kiss as he fucked her. Jack moaned aloud when he felt her walls tighten and grinned when he heard her almost scream his name as he made her come for a second time that night.
Jack felt his orgasm wash over him and he spilled his seed deep inside her. He thrust in a few more time before lowering himself down onto her gently. Aeryn could feel his heart racing against her chest. Her legs were still weakly around his hips. She felt utterly spent and deliciously tired.
Jack gently pulled out of her and lay on her back next to her. He pulled her into his arms and Aeryn rested her head against his hard chest. Her eyes were heavy and the sound of his heart beating against her ear, the gentle sound of his breathing were almost like a lullaby. Soon both Captains found themselves fast asleep.
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