Proffitable Affairs

Chapter 6


Jack’s hand arrived at its destination and his warm but calloused fingers rubbed circles on Mary’s knee. His eyes left her leg and trailed up the length of her dress until he was looking into her shocked, terrified eyes. He winced at the look on her face and rubbed her skin soothingly.
“Don’t look so frightened, love.” He said and she closed her mouth which had been hanging open.
“I…” she faltered as she looked around the cabin, anywhere but him.
“Am I that appalling?” he asked with a smirk and she swallowed hard.
“No, Captain.” She whispered and he turned his head to the side as if he hadn’t hurt her.
“Sorry, I didn’t catch that.” He said with a raised eyebrow.
“I said no,…Jack.” She corrected herself and he grinned at her.
“That’s better. Besides…I thought you wanted to help me.” He said with deceitful puppy dog eyes.
“I chose to help you. I never said I wanted to.” She said as his hand momentarily stilled its stroking upon her leg.
“Is that so?” he murmured as his eyes involuntarily darted towards her chest, for the third time that evening.
“Why men always do that?” she asked suddenly and his eyes were immediately drawn back to her face.
“Hmm? Do what?” he asked with an innocent expression.
“Looking at women’s bosoms.” She said as a blush started forming on her pale cheeks.
“I really can’t answer that question for you, love.” He said with a shrug as he looked at her chest again, “But I can tell that it’s quite pleasing for a man to do so.” He said as his hand resumed its caressing on her leg. He used his other hand to push her dress further up until both her legs were bare to his curious gaze. They were long, fleshy and pale but no less appealing to him. He was a man after all.
“Maybe I should try with the key again.” She gasped as both of his hands were moving on her legs now.
“And burn yourself again? I’d rather you didn’t.” he murmured as he slid closer to her and gazed at her half parted lips. He had the urge to kiss her and take the fear away from her but kisses were too intimate to him; they meant more than the actual act of lovemaking to him so he removed his eyes from her plump lips and let his gaze fall to her neck. He licked his lips and moved forward until his mouth was brushing against her skin. He placed a feather light kiss there before he firmly closed his lips around her pulse spot. Mary gasped and grabbed hold of his right hand which was still resting on her leg. Jack continued his assault on her neck but released her knee to take her hand in his rougher one.
“Stop, Jack.” She whispered into his hair and he paused momentarily before he trailed his lips up her neck to her ear. He closed his lips around the soft flesh of her earlobe, choosing to ignore her plea.
“Jack-…There has to be another way.” She gasped as she felt her skin tingling with embarrassment and something else besides fear.
“Will you shut it, love? I’m trying to seduce you here.” He muttered annoyed as he pulled his mouth away from her ear and kissed her jaw.
Mary’s eyes widened at his words and her stomach flipped with a strange, foreign feeling.
“W-what?” she sputtered and he chuckled low in his throat as his hands started touching her more relentlessly.
“Has no one ever tried to lure you in, Mary?” he asked as he pecked her nose and then proceeded to straddle her thighs, his knees on either side of her legs.
“No.” she whispered as he settled some of his weight on her thighs and looked down at her with glittering eyes.
“My, my…I’ll have to remedy that, won’t I?” he grinned as his hands slid up her hips to her stomach and further up until they reached her breasts.
Mary’s eyes followed his hands and he chuckled before he tilted her head up again with a finger under her chin.
“Up, up, love. Let me see those pretty eyes of yours.” He breathed as he kept one hand on the underside of her breast.
Pretty eyes? No one had ever said that to her before. Only her mother and that was when she was little.
His fingers left her chin after he had traced his thumb along her bottom lip and he let his hand trail lazily down her neck to her collarbone. Mary’s breath quickened at his touch and Jack smirked. He leaned down and pressed his lips against the little dip of her neck before he parted his mouth to taste the skin of her shoulder. One of her hands flew to his bicep while the other one clutched at the sheets. Her body arched lightly against him as if not knowing where it wanted to go; move closer or move away. Jack groaned as he felt the small, familiar stirrings of arousal in the pit of his stomach when his groin came in contact with her hip. His kisses became urgent and he could feel her stiffening beneath him. His hand cupped her cheek while the other covered her clothed breast. He could feel her heart beating wildly against her chest and he pulled back from her skin to look into her eyes. She had them closed.
“Look at me.” He commanded huskily and she slowly opened her eyes, her breath coming out in short gasps. He took his time to study her eyes, the color, and the shape before he slowly slid his hand down her body to push up her heavy skirt. He freed her legs from his weight only to settle between them moments later.
Mary looked down at their bodies that were pressed together and her eyes settled on Jack’s hand. She watched as he fumbled with his breeches before he let out a curse and pulled back from her.
“Turn around.” He muttered as he helped her onto her stomach and started undoing the top laces of her dress.
“Jack.” His name was whispered to him when he was finally able to lower the garment from her shoulders. He turned her onto her back again. His eyes took in the sight of her bare chest and he felt a moan bubbling up from his throat. He dipped his head forward and trailed kisses from her shoulder down to the valley between her breasts while he fumbled with her undergarments. He managed to push them aside and he angled his body towards her centre, feelings her thighs shaking on either side of his hips.
Blazing lust surged through him at the feeling of her against him and he groaned while she shivered under him. It had been a long time since he had been with a woman and all his pent up frustration came to the surface. His eyes closed and he buried his face in the crook of her neck while he slid his hand up towards her head. He threaded his fingers into her hair as he thrust upwards and inside her.
Her cry of pain didn’t go unnoticed by him and as soon as he was inside her he froze. He raised his head from her neck and looked down as a single tear rolled down her cheek. His eyes widened at his own deed when he saw her frightened eyes looking up at him.
Feeling angry with himself for not remembering that she was indeed untouched he quickly withdrew from her and rolled over to his back on the bed. Mary gasped at his withdrawal and remained still while he fixed his breeches with a shaky hand. Her dress was quickly pulled down her legs and she realized that he was the one who did it. She looked as he sat up on the bed with his back turned to her and bit her lip. She pulled the sleeves of the dress up her shoulders and sat up, wincing slightly as she did so. She saw his muscles flexing under his thin cotton shirt and cleared her throat.
“Jack-…”
“I’ll be out on deck.” He said quickly, cutting her off. She watched with wide eyes as he took his boots in hand and exited the cabin, shutting the door behind him.

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Jack entered the hold and starting looking for a bottle of rum. He found one and quickly uncorked it before he took a long, much needed sip. He walked over to a barrel and sat down before he raised the bottle to his lips again.
“What the hell am I doing?” he mumbled as he rubbed the back of his neck in agitation.
He hadn’t meant to go that far with her- hell, he hadn’t even meant to touch the lass at all- but the absurd idea of finding the solution to open that damned chest came into his head before he could stop it. It had seemed like the perfect plan until he forgot that the woman was innocent in all the possible ways. He wanted to keep his composure but the sight of her lying under him, soft and almost willing was more than he could handle. He was sure that if he had taken his time with her she would have been more than eager to share his bed but the sight of her tears made him freeze. Any desire to have her flew away and all that was left was his frustration.
He sighed heavily and rubbed his temple when he heard the door opening.
“Captain? Is that you?” Gibbs asked and Jack looked up.
“Aye, it’s me.” Jack muttered as Gibbs approached him.
“Something happened? I saw the lass and she asked me for you.” Gibbs said and Jack bit his lip.
“Did she look scared?” Jack asked and Gibbs frowned.
“Eh…no. Only a bit upset. Why?”
“I think she might slap me if I go in there.” Jack said and Gibbs blinked.
“Eh?”
“And I’ll deserve it.” Jack continued.
“I don’t understand.”
“That’s alright…” Jack waved a hand at him, “She can’t open the chest. We can’t get to the map.”
“Oh…that’s bad.” Gibbs winced, “So you’re stuck with her for nothing?”
“She’s not the one to blame!” Jack hissed angrily and Gibbs recoiled.
“I am not saying that, sir. I like the lass.” His first mate said quickly.
Jack looked away and rubbed his bottom lip in thought before she stood up from his perch.
“Set sail.” He said quickly and Gibbs frowned.
“What about Vilmort?” Gibbs asked and Jack paused.
“Bugger him. Set sail in a couple of hours.” Jack hissed before he walked out of the hold and headed for his cabin.
When Jack returned to the cabin, Mary was in her nightdress while staring at the chest.
“Love?” Jack asked quietly and she tensed at the sound of his voice.
“I opened the chest, Captain.” She said quietly and his eyes widened before he rushed to her side.
“What?” he asked as he looked down at the open chest.
“Happiness cannot be found in treasures or immortality. You’d do well to remember that before you continue your quest.” Mary quoted as she held out a parchment of paper for him to see. Jack took it in his hand and looked at it before he reached inside the chest and retrieved the blank, yellow map.
“It’s just plain paper.” Jack said and Mary nodded.
“It is.”
“Is this a joke?” Jack asked as he stared at Mary.
“I don’t think so, Captain.” She said as she held out another key for him to see. It was a much smaller one.
“What does this key open?” he asked and she breathed in deeply.
“I don’t know. Maybe there’s something more in here.” She said coolly as she looked into the chest again. She felt around until she touched another rolled parchment. She held it out to him and he took it from her.
He unrolled it and smirked, missing the look of hurt that flashed into her eyes.
“It’s a map, love…”
“For where?” she whispered.
“Singapore.” He said as he looked up at her.
“I don’t understand.” She mumbled and he licked his lips.
“I do. The map we need is in Singapore. Right where we’ll be going.” He said with a grin as he leaned down and quickly kissed the top of her head before he left his cabin to bark orders to his men.
Mary frowned and followed him.
“Wait! We’re leaving now?” she asked and he nodded.
“What about my father?” she asked and he narrowed his eyes at her.
“No time to waste, darlin’.” He said calmly and she bit her lip.
“You won’t keep your promise?” she asked and he chuckled.
“I’m a pirate, love. Why would I keep me promise?” he asked and she swallowed hard before she turned and walked away without another word. The slam of the cabin door was the only answer he got from her.
“Bugger.” He hissed into the cool night air.

End of chapter 6

Author’s note: Thank you for reading. Please review .

Xxx Lina :)