My Captain

The Wedding Night

Okay lovelies, I'm finally doing the wedding night flashback. It will be intimate and more graphic than previous chapters but there won't be much added to the story, so don't feel obligated to read it if you don't like stuff like that.

*Emma's POV *

I loved dancing with him like this, alone and pressed together in the dead of night without a care in the world. It made me think of the last time we'd been like this...

*flashback to the wedding night*

The wedding reception was basically over, the tent lit only by fading candle light and everyone gone but us. We were still swaying together on the dance floor as he hummed a sweet song in my ear.

The last candle had just begun to fade when I felt him start to kiss down my neck. I smiled, pulling back just enough to look at him and seeing the undeniable fire in his eyes. I'd seen this fire before, but never like this. We'd been waiting for what felt like an eternity to act on the attraction that had been there since the first time we met, and tonight we were finally going to.

We locked eyes and in a split second our lips crashed together in a hard, passionate kiss unlike any other we'd ever shared. My arms tightened around his neck as he pressed my body into his and the kiss grew deeper. My back hit the edge of a table hard enough to bruise and I heard pieces of glass shatter, hitting the floor as he kissed roughly down my neck and gripped my hips tightly. I bit my lip, rolling my head back and gripping his hair as he clawed my corset open to expose most of my back and I heard seams pop. I pulled his lips back to mine, kissing him again deeply as his hands slid inside my dress to hold my bare sides.

We had the same thought, crashing into tables and breaking things as we moved through the tent still locked in an urgent kiss. He lifted me off the ground and I wrapped my legs around his waist tightly as he finally got outside the tent. My dress had slipped down my chest, barely covering me as he carried me down the beach.

We didn't even notice the few people lingering in town or coming out of the bar staring at us, in our own world as we made it onto the Jolly Rodger. My back hit the helm and I gasped softly, pulling his shirt open as he kissed along my collar bone. He ran his hands up my legs, pushing my dress up to my waist in the process but hesitating as he went to pull down my panties. He had question in his eyes as he met mine and I gave him a small smile, kissing him again softly. I felt him smile against my lips, the kiss quickly growing hungry as he pulled them off.

I pulled his shirt off, his pants falling as well when I pushed his suspenders off his shoulders. My dress soon joined the rest of our clothes across the deck, leaving us both naked and wrapped around each other.

"Bloody hell," he whispered as his eyes ran over my completely bare body for the first time, practically devouring me with his gaze. "You are the most... amazingly beautiful woman I have ever laid eyes on..."

I couldn't help but smile, turning bright red and pulling him back to my lips. He kissed me back with so much passion it took my breath away, his hands roaming all over me. He pressed his hips against mine, looking for permission so I tightened my legs around him. He gripped my hips tightly, making my gasp turn to a moan as he slowly buried himself to the hilt within me.

"You alright?" He asked quietly, knowing I'd only done this once before when I'd gotten pregnant with Henry. "We can go slow."

"I've never been better," I assured him with a small smile, making him smirk when I nipped at his bottom lip. "How fast or slow we go is up to you. You're the Captain, remember?"