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WARNING: Lemons Ahoy!

Disclaimer: I own nothing but my imagination. Nobody else would probably want that anyway. Hmmph.

Ch 16: Crashing Waves

It didn't take long for the Pearl to make port so soon after the serpant attack. Within two days they were pulling into a large sandy island to get repairs done on the ship.

Briana wasn't sure about how to feel now that they were on land because it meant that it was only a short matter of time before James would take her away from the ship and have all of her. She was nervous about what was going to happen since it would be her first time and despite the usual feminine worries, she was also unsure as to whether or not she was prepared for how it would make her feel. If James' kisses could make her burn so then to join with him would be unlike anything she was prepared for.

The two of them had not been avoiding one another during the time they had to wait but they had not tried to initiate any kind of physical intimacy knowing full well it could make the wait a bit more difficult. So instead they talked of idle subjects like books and light conversation that kept them on amiable terms without inflaming any passion.

As the first day drew to a close and the rest of the crew went off to indulge in alcohol and the local prostitutes, Briana waited on the dock for him to collect her. She watched the gulls shrieking and circling in the orange sky as the sun set.

"Wonder if Ma was this nervous when she and Da were together the first time," she thought distractedly. "Probably but at least her parents probably explained it all to her. I'm not daft as to not know what happens when to people come make love, any child who's curious and watches the cows in mating season can figure it out, but I'm not some Spring heifer just sitting around waiting to be mounted."

James waited until nearly everyone else had gone and looked down at the dock where he immediately spotted Briana standing off by herself.

He steadied himself and walked down the gangplank feeling for once in his life nervous about bedding a woman. For once he would not be spending a night with some used tart. He didn't want to merely take his own pleasure and leave her after the act was done. It was his wish to make her feel good too. He couldn't be sure how well his abilities to please a woman went.

He approached Briana from behind almost hesitantly. She turned feeling him standing there looking unsure of himself and she offered a small brief smile. He smiled tightly and offered her his hand which she accepted to allow him to lead her through town.

They walked in silence as it grew darker and the street lamps were lit. Since James wasn't willing to break the silence Briana spoke up to voice her concerns.

"What if I become pregnant?" she stated with only a slight quaver in her voice to betray the fear below her determined face.

He glanced down at her in surprise but said nothing for a moment leaving an opening for her to say more of what was on her mind.

"I don't know very much about how a man and woman join. If you laughed at me," she said suddenly angry.

She stopped walking and let go of his hand to lean against the storefront of a blacksmith.

He regarded her calmly holding his hands behind his back.

"Do you harbor any other fears besides the ones you spoke of just now?" he inquired.

"No," she said waiting for him to say something.

"Then let allow me to quiet your present doubts," he said standing directly in front of her and speaking rationally. "I am not the most sensitive of men as you know, but I would never think to laugh at you for your lack of experience."

He lifted his hand to brush some of the coppery strands he loved from the side of her face from the crown of her head to the ends.

"I am honored that you would concede to share yourself in your state of ignorance with me," he said willing her to believe it in his deep voice and his reverent eyes.

"You really mean that," she stated knowing it to be true.

"As for the matter of conceiving a child," he added looking away from her eyes uncomfortably. "There are ways of preventing it from happening."

Briana wasn't sure what he meant but decided to say nothing until she needed to. She looked at him under her lashes with mischief in them.

"James, take me to bed?" she half asked him taking his hand in hers.

Their breathing had sped up and they were looking into one another as if they would never be able to turn away. He looked at her flushed trusting face and felt his need take fierce hold of him then and there.

Without a word he resumed leading her down the street. They were once again silent as they focused on their goal of finding a suitable inn to stay in for the night. It felt as though all nerves were dissolved into the heat and desire coursing through them calling out that natural mating instinct that was as old as time.

At last they came upon an establishment called The Sunken Treasure and they hurriedly walked inside. James was quick to find a room and when he turned back to Briana the look in his eyes made her insides ache with heat.

"James, let me have a few minutes to my self upstairs," she told him firmly.

"Whatever for?" he said sounding extremely vexed.

"I've been on a ship living like a sailor for weeks," she said trying to hide her amusement at his impatience. "I only want to wash myself up."

James sighed in aggravation and shut his eyes to nod once.

"Thank you," she said reaching for the key.

He took hold of her hand by the wrist not painfully but firmly.

"Be quick. I don't plan on waiting in here long," he told her huskily.

She nodded and walked off with her heart pounding as she asked the land lady for some hot water and cloths.

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Briana scrubbed her skin to a pink tint as she worked the wet hot cloth over her flesh. She had scented the water with a few drops of a lilac oil to give her body a faint feminine scent. She refused to smell like a dirty sailor despite what she was forced to live in and besides it felt nice to feel clean.

When she had finally set the rag aside knowing how much little time she had left she used a small hand mirror on the dresser in an attempt to pin her hair up in an elegant hairstyle. After a few tries that ended fruitlessly she settled for brushing her hair with her fingers and trying to arrange it nicely.

She surveyed herself in the mirror and wished she had asked Elizabeth to lend her at least a nightgown or something pretty to wear. She was definitely not getting back into her clothes lying in a heap at the foot of the bed so her only other option was to wait for James to come and find her naked.

She felt too warm just thinking about it. She got into bed and crawled beneath the covers in resignation waiting for James.

Her wait was less then a minute before the door slid open and James stepped inside closing it behind him to leave them alone.

His gaze raked over her sitting back against the pillows with the sheet pulled over her modestly. He knew from the sight of her collarbones that she was bare beneath the quilt. With her hair spilling over her bare shoulders with her green eyes looking unusually vulnerable, her mouth parted with her heavy breaths and her creamy skin bared she looked so beautiful it was unworldly.

He sat on the edge of the bed turned towards her. Sitting as close as possible their faces were barely an inch apart. He ran his hand along her cheek and down her throat then along her shoulder.

"Let go of the blanket," he told her in a rough aroused voice.

She took a breath to steady herself and then ever so slowly let the blanket fall away to reveal her breasts and creamy flat belly. She watched as he took in the sight and felt as though every inch of flesh he laid his eyes on was being scorched.

James leaned forward and kissed the side of her cheek almost tenderly, trailing one to her forehead and then the corner of her mouth as she opened it to him to explore. He moved his mouth to fully cover hers and took all that she offered. He massaged his tongue with hers and held the back of her head to take as much of her intoxicating flavor as he could get. He emitted low moans in his throat as she stroked his warm mouth with her tongue until she cried out at the feeling of his roughened hand lightly cupping her breast. She broke away from his mouth causing him to lave her throat and clavicle with his hot mouth. He stroked the place where her neck met her shoulder with his tongue while his hand gently palmed the weight of her hot breast.

"Uhh!" she rasped unprepared for the feeling of his mouth and tongue in the valley of her breasts. She felt all restraint melting as he moved his head to the side to fervently kiss the expanse of her right breast while the left was teased with touches that were too delicate for what she needed. When her nipple was suckled she cried out in shocked pleasure and caressed the back of his head tenderly to encourage him to continue. He responded by nipping a path to the left breast and taking her other nipple into his mouth and flicking it lightly with his tongue. Briana threw head to the side in anguish as he flicked the sensitive bud with increasing pressure until she felt herself ready to break over the edge.

"James…..," she cried out somehow finding his shirt and undoing a button as he kissed the underside of her breast firmly.

Her fingers flew clumsily until at last the shirt was open and she could look at his sun tanned skin. He paused to watch her appraisal with bated breath. She lifted her hand and ran them down the wide shoulders down the firm corded arms and moving to his flat stomach. She ran one hand along the trail of dark hairs at his waistline that fanned out along his broad chest up to his collarbones.

The sight of him was making her feel even more heated and she showed him by bending forward and kissing his throat with her hands twined around his neck. He groaned when she nuzzled the hallow in his throat with her nose and did the same to the top of his chest with her lips dragging over his flesh until he couldn't stand it and grasped her face in his hands and forced her to stare into his eyes and see the stark longing.

"I want all of you," he uttered before savagely taking her mouth. Her head fell back onto the pillow forcing him to follow in order to keep them connected. She vaguely felt one of his arms wrap around her back while the other pulled the bedspread back unceremoniously till she was completely bared to him.

He kissed her cheek as his eyes looked at her sex at the apex of her legs covered by the same copper shading as the ones falling over her shoulders. He ran his hand down experimentally to feel them and felt her physically shudder beneath him as he pressed against it more firmly. He turned to her face and kissed her mouth with a sudden tenderness. At the same time he gently moved his hand along the parting of her femininity and felt the dampness coming from inside.

Briana moaned and closed her eyes as he kissed her all over her face and explored her folds. It was his first time of ever tasting and savoring a female body without racing to completion and he found he enjoyed her surprised reactions and noises.

His face was pulled down for a languid, unrushed kiss. They exchanged long pleasurable strokes with their tongues as he pumped into her in a way he found she was enjoying by the way she moaned and lifted herself to increase the pressure.

He finally broke away from her and removed his hand from her heat to remove his belt and tug his pants to the floor. He was hard and aching to be inside her.

Briana regarded him with shadowed eyes and laid down on the bed completely while he parted her legs and knelt between them.

He laid his head against her shoulder and lowered himself until her could feel her entrance against him. He leaned down to kiss her skin and buried himself in her. He groaned hoarsely while she stiffened and clutched at him as a small whimper escaped her. He thrust once into her wet heat and felt her clench almost painfully around him.

He raised his head to see her face contorted in pain and shock.

"James it hurts," she said suddenly sounding like a lost and unsure.

"It will be over soon. Believe me," he said searching for a way to take her mind of the hurt in her broken virginity. He stayed completely still within her and focused on her face. He looked into her pained eyes and felt something in him break.

"You look like a Siren," he said quietly as he stroked her face and reveled in the feel of her warm flesh touching his. "From the moment I saw you coming in from the rain that night you've looked like some sort of mythological temptation that I could not fight."

He kissed her forehead and rested his against hers as he felt her loosen her grip on his erection.

"Its better now," she told him. "I want yout to move."

He responded instantly by pulling his length back out and firmly pushing himself into her as far as he could fill her. At first she was still and trying to get used to it as his length touched the whole inside of her womanhood. She finally moaned and lifted her hips slowly to find a rhythm against his hard strokes. In no time he was moaning her name and unknowingly thrusting into her welcoming heat erratically.

"Oh god….Briana…," he said hoarsely as his control disappeared and she threw her head back into the pillow and convulsed around him as her release came crashing down on her like a tidal wave and she was left shaking and clinging to him. She was too weary to make sense of it as he hastily extracted himself from her depths and shouted his climax against her skin with a few strokes from his hand.

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There it is. I'm not as proud of it as I would like to be but I'll let you guys be the judges of how you like it. Thanks again for reading and please tell me what you think alright? There are probably less then five chapters left in this story just fyi. Byeeeeeeeeeee!