The pirate lifted himself up on his powerful arms and returned to kissing her belly and her breasts. Reaching beneath her, he cupped her sore bottom before lifting her legs, placing the backs of her knees on his broad shoulders.
Aria lay helpless beneath him, moaning in anticipation as Jack lined up the head of his penis at her wet entrance. With a single, powerful thrust, he entered her, causing Aria to gasp.
“God, Jack…”
Jack growled once again as he drove into her, causing her body to buck as another climax washed over her. Aria was writhing and moaning, spurring him to greater efforts, and he thrust his hips back and forth, punishing her pussy to its depths.
Her entire world disappeared to the tiniest of focal points, concentrating only on the raw reality of Jack’s pistoning cock and the pleasure it gave her. With her legs over his shoulders, she could barely move, and the pirate drove deeper into her than she had ever experienced before. Wave after wave of pleasure shuddered through her until she could no longer distinguish one orgasm from the next.
“It’s…it’s too much,” Aria panted, beginning to panic that she would lose herself completely in the moment and that she would, in some way, completely disappear, just become a body to be fucked and pleasured in a way she would not have imagined possible.
Unbelievably, Jack’s cock seemed to swell even bigger as he drove his final thrusts, feral and savage and raw, before finally spending himself inside her in hot spurts of cum.
He lifted himself off her and then collapsed onto the bed next to her, his breathing coming fast and shallow. His breaths slowed and deepened as Jack regarded Aria tenderly, brushing her hair from her face.
All her walls down, Aria breathed, “I’ve never…I’ve never experienced anything like that before.”
The glints of humor and mischief that always seemed to lurk behind the pirate’s eyes turned into something grave and serious. “Aria, neither have I, in all my born days. You are something special, I told you. Do you still wonder why I wanted you, and claimed you?”
Aria let her head sink into a pillow and closed her eyes. “I don’t even know what I can say to that.”
“Perhaps there is nothingtosay.” He took a deep breath and sighed. “Well, as much as I trust and love my crew, there’s every chance they’ll steer theMaracaibointo an asteroid if I’m not there to stop them. Duty calls. I’ll come and see you later.”
He got up and pulled on his clothes. Aria leaned on an elbow to watch. Good grief, he was easy on the eyes. She had no idea how old the pirate was, but he kept his taut and muscled body in superb condition. Aria also noticed certain scars, that she had been too distracted to notice earlier.
A thought struck her. “Youdolove them, don’t you? Your crew, I mean.”
Jack paused in buttoning up his shirt. “Of course I do. A good ship runs on the love of its captain.”
Aria had never heard that before, and thought about what it meant, and what it said about the man she was becoming more and more drawn to.
Jack finished dressing and surveyed the room which, despite Aria’s earlier efforts, still resembled a tornado path of destruction. “I’ll send you a vacuum to take care of this. Phew!”
He slipped through the door and shut it before Aria could find anything to throw.
