A New Life, A New Love

A/N: Two chapters for the price of one this time! I just couldn’t be so cruel as to make you wait
after the end of chapter eight. Enjoy!


Chapter Nine: All Out Of Gentleman

 
He wrapped his arms around her waist. “Are ye sure about that, luv?” he asked. “Ye’ve had
quite a bit o’rum. Wouldn’t want you t’regret it in the mornin’.”

She turned in his arms. “I know how much rum I’ve had,” she purred. “And I know what I
want.”

She leaned up and kissed him, pressing her tongue against his lips to demand entrance. He
opened up to her and their tongues intertwined feverishly. They broke apart gasping for air.

“Why, Captain,” she said, “you’d best get out of those wet things before you catch cold.”

“I’d rather catch you,” he said, reaching for her again.

She let him catch her rea reached for the ties of his shirt. He reached up and grabbed it, ripping
it open from neck to waist. He pulled her toward him and kissed her again.

“Rachel, luv,” he gasped. “I’ve wanted this for what seems like an etern If If yer goin’ t’back
out, now would be the opportune moment. I don’t know if I’ll be quite so willin’ t’stop later on.”

“Sh,” she whispered, kneading his shoulders as she spoke. “I’m not going to back out, and
neither are you. I need you tonight, Captain Jack Sparrow, and, what’s more, I want you. So no
more talk of backing out.”

She started to press herself against him, then suddenly jumped back. “Those things are getting
cold,” she protested.

“Then help me take them off,” he grinned. “I’d do it meself but I’m much too drunk for it.”

She reached for the ties holding his underpants cinched at the waist. “Well, the least I can do is
help,” she whispered as she untied them. “After all, I can’t just let you sleep in wet clothes, can
I?” She let the thin shorts drop to the floor. “Is that better?” she asked.

“Much,” he replied, reaching for her as he stepped out of the pants. He pulled her to him and
buried his face in her neck. He began to lavish her throat with kisses. She threw her head back,
wrapping her hands in his hair as her breath caught in her throat. He moved downwards, biting
softly at her collarbone. She pulled him up by the hair into another deep kiss.

“My turn,” she growled. She began to nibble lightly down his neck as her hands explored his
chest. He pressed her closer to him, letting her feel the effect she was having on him. She
dropped lower and ran her tongue around his left nipple. She teased it with her teeth, causing
him to shudder with desire. He cupped her breasts in his hands, lightly brushing her nipples with
his palms.

“Rachel, luv,” he rasped. “I want you so badly. To the bed, woman.” He slapped her lightly
across the derriere, then lifted her in his arms and carried her to the bed. He lowered her gently
to the mattress, then lay beside her, lifting her on top of him. She straddled him eagerly, leaning
in to take his lips with her own. She ran her tongue over his lower lip, drawing it into her mouth.
She could feel his erection beneath her, throbbing with his need. She lowered herself onto him,
embracing him within herself. She was surprised by a small jolt of pain as her maidenhead tore.
She hadn’t been a virgin in quite some time.

“Mmm,” he moaned “So tight, luv.” He wrapped his arms around her, pulling her even closer,
thrusting deeper. She leaned over him, allowing her nipples to lightly brush his lips. He knew
just what she wanted, and fully intended to oblige her. He sucked her nipple into his mouth,
causing her to gasp.

“Oh, Jack, that’s . . . oh . . .wonderful.” His eyes twinkled with mischief. He grasped her by the
hips, pulling her down to stillness. “Slowly now, luv,” he said. “I want to explore every last bit
of you, savvy?” He rolled her over and pulled free of her body. “Lie still now, darlin’. I want to
taste all of you, while I may.” He began to run kisses down her abdomen, stopping now and then
to nibble a bit whenever he found a sensitive spot. He reached her hip and bit down, causing her
to cry out. “Did I hurt you, luv?” he asked.

“Oh, so good. Don’t ever stop,” was her breathless reply. Her skin was flush with passion and
her breath was quickening. Jack leaned over her, slowly tracing his tongue down her belly,
stopping briefly to explore her navel. Then he plunged into her soft bush, dividing it with his
fingers to find the place he’d been yearning for. He kissed her there, running his tongue over her
lips, eliciting a soft low moan from her. He smiled. She was so beautiful, and, for tonight at
least, she was all his. He intended to make the most of it. He traced her vulva with his tongue,
searching fost tst the right spot. Her gasp and moan told him when he had found it. He tickled
the spot with his tongue as he slid a finger into her. He found the right spot there, too, and began
to stroke it as his teeth took over for his tongue. She cried out and spread her legs further still,
allowing him greater freedom. He lifted her buttocks so that he could taste her more deeply. She
began to tremble, coming oh so closely to the edge. He pulled back and looked down at h

“No, luv,” he told her. “Not yet.”

“Please, Jack,” she cried. “This is pure torture.”

He crawled up her body, settling himself between her legs. “I know what you mean, darlin’,” he
said. He entered her slowly, letting her feel every inch of himhe whe was so tight. He was almost
ready to explode himself. But he didn’t want this to be over. Tomorrow she could change her
mind. If this was to be their only time together, he wanted to make it last. He pulled back slowly
until he could feel the tip of his manhood at her opening, teasing her ever so slightly, then thrust
in again quickly. Her hands clenched on his back, pulling him tightly against her. His hands
found her buttocks and lifted, allowing him to thrust deeper inside of her. He plunged into her
deeply, yet slowly. He wanted to draw out the pleasure for both of them. His hands caressed her
body, which was warm and glowing. She returned his caresses almost feverishly.

“Oh, god, Jack,” she cried. “I feel like I’m on fire. Please . . . you know . . . what I want.”

He began to quicken his pace, withdrawing at cot completely, then plunging deeply within her.
He could feel her passion building, as she clenched her muscles around him. As if she wasn’t
tight enough. They were both gasping as the pleasures began to overcome them. Sweat covered
their bodies, allowing them to slide against one another. Her hips were pumping in perfect
rhythm with his, almost.as if they were one being. She cried out once more and then he could
feel her spasm as she fell over the edge into ecstasy. As she clenched around him, he could no
longer control himself and he let himself go, feeling his own spasms now as he spilled his
essence into her. They laid there together for a few moments, neither one of them wanting to let
go. He rolled to her side and buried his face in her hair, gasping for air. She kissed his hair,
slowly regaining her breath. He could feel her body relaxing against him.

“That was a piece of heaven, luv,” he said. There was no response. “Rachel?” He lifted up onto
his elbow to look at her. She was fast asleep . . t sht she was smiling.