PIRATES, CHOCOLAT AND ROCK 'N' ROLL

Scarlett trembled, unable to breathe as Jack’s full, lush lips approached her silken folds. His playful tongue swiftly darted into her heat. Just a little at first, but enough for Scarlett to feel wet surges of pleasure begin to pulse through her. Jack tethered his arms from under her thighs to around her hips, pulling her body so hard to his open mouth, exploring until his tongue strummed over her clit, teasing her, anticipating her rhythm. That masterful rhythm that Jack used to take Scarlett to her desired destination. Scarlett’s hips responded moving against Jack as his strokes grew faster…more insistent, methodically working to get her there. Well, almost there. To Scarlett’s dismay it had become clear that another one of Jack’s tease marathons had begun.



“No….no…no, Jack not tonight. Don't do this tonight.” Scarlett closed her eyes and moaned anxiously.



Jack paused, delighting in the sight of Scarlett writhing and grabbing the sheets as he began to pull away from her. She whimpered in an attempt to stifle any further cries of frustration.



“ ‘ere we go, darling. You know what to do.” Jack's eyes narrowed as he eased back from her. Patiently he watched and waited for her answer.



“No. Don’t even start, Jack. I don’t want to play. Finish what you started here because I'm not going to beg any more for you tonight.” Scarlett said flippantly.



“Yes, you will.” Jack said confidently.



“Go fuck yourself.” Scarlett growled.



“Oh my, such language from a sweet southern belle. I'm appalled. Tell me luv, why am I hearing profanity when what I should be hearing is [i]Please Jack….oh please…I want you[/i].” Jack mused as his finger lightly retraced the path that his tongue had taken.



Sex with Scarlett was always fun for Jack. She was one of his most ardent opponents in these sensual sporting events. It was a sexually gratifying test of wills and while she had come closer than anyone else, she had never been able to best Jack. She would always start out strong and determined but in the end….Jack’s iron will always won out.



Scarlett was well aware of the risks involved in sharing a bed with Jack Sparrow. Jack loved these little tease sessions and she suspected that she was his favorite victim. Then there were times when Jack was not in the mood for teasing. Some times Jack was focused solely on the business of administering as much pleasure as possible. On these occasions, Scarlett would have to beg for him to stop. Jack took great pride in bringing women to their summit multiple times, never allowing his own release until the opportune moment. The opportune moment would arrive when he was absolutely certain that his partner had gone as far as she could possibly go.



Scarlett was consistently amazed by Jack Sparrow’s skill and appetite for sex. Jack was like a fine wine only improving with age. He had the passion of five men and an unwavering stamina. Plain and simple, Jack was a sex god.



“Say it, Scarlett. Your reward is waiting.” Jack mumbled as his head dipped once more between her legs. Jack kissed her and breathed in deeply, He then pressed two fingers inside of her coaxing her inner muscles to contract while his tongue and lips continued to play at her clit.



“No.” Scarlett gasped as she sat up and pushed Jack away in a desperate attempt to hold on to her resolve.



“Honestly darling, you are persistent to your own detriment. I don't know why you won't say the words and let me do what I do best." Jack laughed saucily as he pushed Scarlett back down onto her back and made his way upward. Clutching her biceps, he held her down and began to nuzzle her neck.



“You know you can’t win, darling. Face it, O tenacious one." Jack whispered in her ear and chuckled lustfully. “Beg for me. Say the words and I swear that we’ll get right back to our little project and there'll be no stopping until you are completely and unequivocally satisfied. Savvy?” Jack gleefully cut his eyes toward her to see her response.



“You can rot in hell, Jack. I’m not begging. Now either get on with it or let me go!” Scarlett tried to sound stern and serious but she took one look at Jack and began to giggle uncontrollably until she felt the pressure of Jack's rock-hard erection pulsing against her entrance.



“Oh God…Jack.” Scarlett sighed feeling the will beginning to leave her. “That’s not fair.”



“All’s fair, luv.” Jack’s inviting mouth hovered dangerously close to Scarlett’s as he pushed himself a little deeper inside, but then remained perfectly still.



“Come on Jack!” Scarlett shrieked in frustration, arching her body upward to attempt to draw him inside.



Meanwhile in the next room, Elyse was still staring in disbelief.



[i]Oh my God, I had forgotten how beautiful he was.[/i] Elyse thought to herself. Her heart had begun to pound and her breathing was beginning to be quite labored. Elyse was feeling something she hadn't felt in months....waves of sexual arousal overtaking her body. That familiar ache was radiating from her core. It had been months since she had been with a man and she had [i]never[/i] been with a man like [i]that[/i].



By all appearances, Jack's showmanship was not limited to the stage. Elyse had an excellent view of Jack's exquisite body. He was tanned, muscular and gorgeous. Closing her eyes, Elyse imagined being where Scarlett was and feeling what Scarlett was feeling at this very moment.



"A few well-placed words, luv...but alas, no." Jack said wistfully as he allowed himself to ease out of her.





As Scarlett opened her mouth to protest, Jack covered it with his own, his tongue slipping hungrily over her lips. When Jack kissed a woman, he instinctively knew how she liked to be kissed. At times she might prefer slow, deliberate heat building into a tumultuous frenzy or sometimes a woman might prefer to be dominated, overwhelmed by urgent, rapid fire. Scarlett generally preferred the latter and Jack loved kissing her. Jack's kiss rendered Scarlett nearly helpless.





"You know what I want Jack...give it to me...now!" Scarlett hissed.



Her body craved release and he wouldn't give it to her. Again, Jack looked at her face, watching her beauty as he parted her. With ease, he began to stroke her wetness, inserting one finger and then another inside of her, ever increasing in rhythm and depth.



"That's not it!!! Damn it Jack!" Scarlett's voice was angry but she felt herself giving in to the sublime movement of his fingers. Her heat was growing more intense...her inner muscles were beginning to tighten...climax again was within her grasp....Jack pulled his fingers from her. Straddling her, his eyes sparkled as he looked down at her, taking each one of his wet fingers into his mouth, licking them, savoring their taste.



An audible gasp escaped from Elyse, but fortunately no one noticed. This was the most erotic thing she had ever witnessed. This accidental voyeurism was becoming more and more difficult to bear.



Jack moved to position himself once again at Scarlett's entrance. She could feel his velvet erection resting at her opening. She wiggled against him attempting to coax Jack into her heat. Jack's ebony eyes grew intense as he waved one finger at her



"No, no, no darling, not until you tell me what it is that you want." Jack's muscular arms went around her waist bringing her up to his face...their lips barely touching. Scarlett felt feather light brushes of his lips against her lips and then against the lobe of her ear...



"Say it, Scarlett, now. Tell me what you want." His whisper was now smoldering with the heat of his own passion. There would be no release for him until he had conquered his sexual feat. This was his game and he was the master of it.



Scarlett not wanting to give in to Jack...whispered sweetly into his ear. "Fuck me, Jack Sparrow, now I will not be begging you tonight." She pulled back from him and winked at him "Savvy darling?"



Jack chuckled, knowing what Scarlett was up to. He was not about to let her win. Jack eased his hips forward, nudging himself into her and back out again.



"Now...what was that luv?" "I don't believe I heard you." Jack's eyes darkened while his cock slowly teased her. He would show her. Gently, steadily Jack took one and then the other of Scarlett's wrists, pinning them over her head, crouching down once more to give her another breath-taking kiss. The weight of his body was now fully upon her, holding her down, reminding her of his strength, not only in his body, but also in his will. So hard, he was ready to enter her. Victory was eminent. Ending the kiss, his tongue traced the outline of her lips once more...Huskily he whispered in his lowest voice, his breath on her lips, his eyes piercing hers..."Tell me, Scarlett...beg for me darling, be a good girl for ol' Jack" His smile was quite dark and sinister now. He was no longer playing.



Elyse nearly fell off the sofa..."Irre-fucking-sistable!"..she thought to herself. She was dying to scream it out loud. Her composure was becoming more and more of a challenge to maintain. She really needed for this little adventure to be over.



Scarlett, feeling him grab her wrists, knew she was done...his lips, that delicious mouth, she needed it...and did she ever need the rest of him. Her entire body was clenched in a state of sexual tension. She had to have him, this feast of a man, inside of her...



"Jack...Jack....please. Fuck me. I need you [b][i]now[/i][/b]!" Scarlett growled in passionate agony. She was on the verge of tears.





"Yes luv. That's it" Jack's face brightened as he began to move within her. Suddenly, Jack lifted Scarlett’s body to his, embracing her closely. Then, placing her back on the bed he entered her with slow, forceful thrusts, almost completely withdrawing himself each time, each one building in speed and intensity. Scarlett's anticipation was building with each thrust, anxious each time that he might stop again... As his momentum grew more powerful, his mouth once again devoured hers, his tongue dancing with hers, he was drinking her in, giving Scarlett what she wanted, what she needed.....what he needed.



Elyse was spell-bound. she had become so aroused by what she saw she didn't know if she would be able to get up and walk out when the time came. She tried once more to look away, but could not. The man was nothing short of amazing. With delight Elyse watched the muscles ripple in Jack's arms and back as he moved to please his lover...



Jack could feel Scarlett's body tense as she approached her climax. As she did, he held her incredibly tight, pulling her hair and passionately kissing her neck with his burning lips. With one more powerful thrust he came, emitting a deep guttural moan that seemed to shake the room. His handsome face was now in an expression of deep pleasure and release.



"A dark angel….Oh God, he looks like an angel." Elyse whispered to herself.



Oblivious that they were being watched, Jack and Scarlett held each other closely for a short while. Jack took one of Scarlett's curls into his fingers, twirling it, pondering the upcoming show. Scarlett was exhausted and was headed for dreamland when Jack brought her mouth to his for a final, deep, passionate kiss. Scarlett purred as she fell asleep.



"Sweet dreams, darling...time to go pay the bills. I'll see you next time." Jack eased away from the bed in all his nude, magnificent glory.



Elyse nearly gasped again when she saw him walk into the bathroom. "Damn, what a beautiful man!" she whispered. Taking a few deep breaths to calm herself, she noticed that Scarlett was fast asleep and she heard the shower running. It was time. Silently, she made her way out of the room and safely made her escape from that potentially embarrassing situation...



Through the narrow opening of the bathroom door, Jack Sparrow's head tilted slightly in question as he watched an unknown female slip out of the room. Once again, the wicked grin appeared, the ebony eyes sparkled...



"Hope you enjoyed the show, luv." Jack laughed as the hot, steaming water began to caress his body.