"Trust me on this, Jack, all right? The navy is my life too. We'll have privacy in here." Abigail's fingers undid another button. And then another.
Soon enough, she reached the bottom of her jacket. The only thing that he could see underneath was a black bra covering a very impressive bust line.
Jack was lost for words. He found his primal brain quickly taking over and throwing all logic and rationality out the window. His hands were soon back on the devilish brunette in front of him, and he found himself the one to open the door to the quarters and gently push her inside.
He shut the door firmly behind him as Abigail leapt into his arms and pushed him back against the steel wall.
"God, you're so sexy, Jack. I just can't help myself right now," said Abigail in a near pant. She reached for his cap and sent it tossing to the floor. Jack's hands were also busy as he pulled the jacket off her shoulders and fully exposed the bra underneath.
She was content to help him in that regard and her bra soon hit the floor. Her tits caught his immediate attention, and her erect nipples begged for further exploration. He reached out to cup one of them, delighting in the feel of the perfect handful in his palm. Jack's hands caressed each of them in turn as she gasped at the physical touch.
"Touch me. Just like that," she moaned as he pinched her nipple with a firm grasp.
It was Jack's turn to moan as her hands found his erection already tenting his trousers. She gripped it firmly from the outside of the fabric and began to masturbate him as he gave lavish attention to her tits. Jack's eyes locked on hers as she rubbed along the shaft.
"Looks like someone is more than ready to go," she said, squeezing him firmly.
"Can you blame me? One look at you and I was a goner, Abigail."
"Mm-hmm, sweet talk like that will get you everywhere, Commander."
Abigail reached into his trousers, and Jack groaned as her bare fingers made contact with his cock. With the limited room she had to work with, she had him going quickly pushing into her hand. For a brief moment, Abigail pulled her hand out to spit a little saliva into it and then quickly resumed her attention. The wonderful, wet feeling against his bare skin made Jack's eyes roll to the back of his head.
"It's time we were rid of these pesky uniforms," said Abigail as a throaty giggle escaped her lips.
She sank to her knees before him and with a few, quick tugs, she had him exposed from the waist down. His cock sprung up proudly, narrowly avoiding smacking into her chin.
"Good heavens, Jack! Do you at least have a permit for this thing?" she asked with her mouth open wide.
Jack resisted the urge to chuckle. "It's been like that since I watched your ass on the way up the plank."
"Mmm, perfect answer." Abigail took one long lick as her saliva left a trail along the underside of his manhood. She repeated the motion once more before slipping the tip inside her mouth. Her tongue wiggled along the slit several times before pulling it out once more.
She then took a few more swipes of it before amazing him totally by deepthroating it down to the very base. Jack's head rolled back as she then began to hum, the vibration feeling positively exquisite. When she pulled back, her eyes looked a little watery but she still shot him a coy grin.
"I don't know if I want to ask where you learned to do that," said Jack, panting at the sight of her.
"Like I'd tell you anyway," she shot back before doing it again as her chin nestled against his balls.
That treatment went on for a couple minutes as she thoroughly coated his unit with her saliva. Jack was in heaven both from the feel of her lips on him but also from the sight.
Every time she would pull back, her dark eyes would catch his and turn him on further. The woman was like sex personified and with the quick way her hands and mouth were moving, he knew he wouldn't last much longer like this.
Before Abigail could deepthroat him again, he gently pulled his cock away from her. "I think it's time I stopped hogging all the pleasure."
She purred. "Who said you're hogging all the pleasure?" With her free hand, she pointed toward the floor. Jack's eyes followed and found her other hand deeply buried within her own trousers.
"Wouldn't it feel so much better if you had another hand to help with that?"