New Beginnings
Chapter Seven
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“Bye,
Celia,” Aggie gulped tearfully, hugging her friend. “Yer take care, y’hear?”
“I’ll
be fine,” Celia sniffed, biting her lip in a vain effort to stop more tears
from spilling. “You take care of
“Yer
know me,” the red haired woman grinned.
“I’m like a cat – always land on me feet!”
“Maybe
I can come and visit you?”
“Nah,
I doubt Jack’ll let yer… but maybe he can drop by an’ let me know how yer all
doin’?”
“I’ll
blackmail him!” Celia chuckled, finally releasing her friend.
“I’ll
miss yer,” Aggie gulped, wiping her eyes on the sleeve of her dirty dress.
She watched as her friend carefully climbed down into the ship’s boat,
with Jack’s aid, and waved until her arms ached and the small boat reached the
hull of the black pirate ship. She
turned away once Celia was safely on board and took a deep breath; ready to
start her new life in a new town.
“Why
did we have the leave Aggie behind?” Milly enquired, looking tearfully up at
her mother.
“Because
she needs to work and she wouldn’t be able to where we’re going,” Celia
explained, holding her daughter’s hand and squeezing it.
“
“I
don’t know,” Celia admitted, walking back into the cabin and looking around
again, taking the time to let the memories form and fill her mind until the
sound of Connor’s voice penetrated her thoughts and she absently scooped him up
and walked to the stern seats, sitting down and holding both of her children to
her, which is where Jack found them some time later, sound asleep.
“Come
on, little man,” he whispered, gently picking Connor up and placing him in the
small makeshift bed that John Orchard had made, then doing the same with his
sister, who opened a bleary eye and smiled at him as he set her down beside
Connor. “Sleep well, my darlin’,” he
crooned softly, kissing her forehead then doing the same to Connor.
“It’s
a good job the Navy can’t see you now,” Celia remarked as she watched him.
“It’s
a good job my
up and stretched out his hand to her.
“M’bunk’s bigger…” he tempted.
“Orchard did it…” He broke off,
pulling a rueful face as he remembered when his carpenter had made a new bunk,
during the repairs to his precious ship when Celia absconded.
“Why?”
she asked. “If I had… gone?”
“I
suppose I thought that I’d find you again,” he shrugged.
hidin’ an’ stayin’ hidden.”
“I’m
sorry,” Celia sighed, frowning as she looked into his eyes.
“I
forgave you a long time ago,” he smiled, pulling her closer.
“Never,”
she stated firmly. “Even if I could
with two, nearly three, children in tow!
Where are we going?”
“Right
now, my… our bunk! We’ll discuss th’rest
tomorrow, eh?”
“Our
bunk…” she chuckled, winding her arms around him as best as her bulk would
allow and capturing his lips with hers.
“I could get used to the sound of that…”
“Well
do,” he grinned, the lamplight twinkling in his eyes. “An’ when we get you settled in a house, we’ll have a bed all to
ourselves…”
“You’ve
clearly never lived with children!” Celia remarked, arching her eyebrow.
“I’ll
put a bolt on th’door!” he threatened as his fingers made a start on the laces
of her dress. “We’ll have ter get you
some new clothes,” he murmured, kissing her skin as it was exposed.
cabin…”
“Stop
dreaming and undress me,” she urged, arching her back as he nipped on her
collarbone. “Oh, Jack…” she gurgled,
pulling his shirt from his breeches and running her hands up his back.
“Yer
getting’ bossy,” he teased, pulling her dress down and revealing her enlarged
breasts. “I never knew pregnancy did
this ter a woman’s tits,” Jack rasped, cupping both in his hands and sucking
hard on a nipple.
“Gently,”
Celia gasped. “They are more tender
than usual…”
“Sorry,
luv,” he chuckled, easing off a little.
“I guess I’ve got a lot ter learn fer next time.”
“Yes…”
she groaned as the feeling became more pleasurable. “And I’m sure you’re a fast learner…”
“You’d
better believe it,” Jack muttered, not breaking contact with her.
“Who’s
being bossy now?” Celia giggled, wriggling the dress past her bump until it
fell in a heap at her feet. “Happy?”
“Ecstatic!”
Jack declared, finally breaking away from her and looking her up and down in
the lamplight. “Definitely ravishin’,”
he winked, running his hands down her body and grinning as the baby
kicked. “Just how much bigger will yer
get?”
“If
Connor was anything to go by,
as he started to kiss down her body, stopping at her belly button and teasing
his tongue around it, before carrying on downwards until he reached the fuzz of
hair between her legs, grinning to himself as she moaned some more.
“Enjoyin’
this?” Jack enquired, darting his tongue out and licking her folds briefly,
savouring the taste of her once more, but not continuing.
“Stupid
question,” she gasped, grasping the edge of the bunk for support as she pushed
her hips forward, eager for more of his attentions. “
“Hmm,
now, should I make her beg…?” he mused aloud, pressing his finger against his
lips as if deep in thought.
“I’ll
make you beg for mercy in a minute!” Celia warned, kicking him playfully in the
ribs.
“Mmm,
I love forceful women…” Jack chuckled as he flicked his tongue along her folds
again before parting them with his fingers and plunging his tongue into her,
drawing a gasp of desire and shock from her, which turned to a groan of
disappointment as he withdrew almost immediately. “You’ll be much more comfy on th’bunk…”
“You’ll
be dead if you don’t stop teasing me!”
“Lie
on top of me an’ I might well be!” Jack laughed, helping Celia to climb up onto
the bunk.
“There’s
a thought…” she replied, her voice dripping with sarcasm.
usual…”
“An’
overdressed I’ll stay until I’ve finished with you, my girl,” he growled,
thrusting his head between her legs and sinking his tongue deep within her,
smiling inwardly as it elicited a cry from Celia’s lips.
“S-sweet…
M-Mary…” she gasped, clutching the coverlets as his tongue explored and swirled
around inside her whilst his fingers worked on her nub, making the desire
sweeping through her body almost unbearable,
“J-Jack…” she cried, grabbing a pillow and stuffing it against her mouth
to dull her screams as he sent her over the edge and kept her there as he
carried on with his ministrations until Celia was squirming to get away from
him. “S-stop… please, stop, Jack…” she
panted.
“Your
wish is my command,” he whispered huskily as he moved from between her legs and
leaned over her, his eyes huge and glinting with lust.
Jack smirked, shifting to the side so he could kiss her, moaning in her mouth
as her tongue eagerly lapped up her own juices. ‘
himself. “Lie on yer side,” he urged as
they parted, “an’ bring yer one knee up.”
Celia
did as he instructed while Jack hastily undressed himself, sighing blissfully
when he curled his body against her back, then shuddered with delight as he
eased himself into her, adjusting his position until he was fully sheathed
within her hot tunnel.
“I
can never get enough of you,” Jack purred in her ear, thrusting upwards then
almost withdrawing before pushing hard into her again.
“Oh,
Jack,” Celia moaned, not able to do anything but lie there and enjoy the feel
of his member slamming into her and his fingers squeezing and tweaking her
nipple. “You can have as much of me as
you want.”
“Oh,
I intend ter,” he growled ferally, making her shiver once more.
desire bubbling inside like a cauldron.
“Please…”
“Your
wish is my command,” she chuckled, bringing her leg down slightly and tightening
her grip on his manhood. “Not tight
enough…?” she teased, clamping down harder.
“B-bloody
hell!” he gasped as molten fire coursed through his veins and ended at the tip
of his erection. “C-can’t hold on…
Celia!” he cried, thrusting hard as he emptied his seed deep inside her while
she wiggled her hips, milking him dry.
“Christ, woman!” Jack panted, resting his forehead against her shoulders
as he fought to recover himself. “You
haven’t had your…”
“I
have!” Celia assured him with a laugh.
“I don’t think I have the energy for another one.”
“Bloody
hell, I’d forgotten how good we can be,” Jack murmured as he withdrew slowly,
wincing at the loss of contact.
“I
hadn’t,” she replied quietly. “I never
forgot anything about you, Jack.”
“Oh,
luv,” he whispered, looking into her eyes as she rolled back over.
“Shh…
there’s nothing you can do about
lips. “And everything you can do about
the here and now.”
“That
sounds like somethin’ I’d say,” Jack grinned, kissing her fingers.
“I
love you,” Celia smiled, replacing her fingers with her lips and kissing him
deeply. “I always have...”