A/N
Another warning for language and explicit scenes of a sexual nature for this chapter.
There's a song mentioned in this chapter 'Do That to Me One More Time' by Captain and Tennille. If you have this song maybe you might want to try listening to it while you're reading...I'm just saying...(About the time Sam's stereo is mentioned :-) )
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They got home, they got cleared through the infirmary, they had their debrief and he had left the SGC all within the space of about six hours. And now, eight hours after leaving P3X whatever he was sitting in his truck across the street from her house. He'd made it this far and now he seemed to be stuck, not able to make himself get out of the truck, equally unable to make himself drive away. A tap on his window pulled him from his thoughts.
She waited til he lowered the window, then leaned her arms on the sill. "You know if you sit out here much longer it's just gonna start to get creepy."
He smiled ruefully at that. "Well, it seems I'm kinda stuck," he admitted with a sigh.
"Stuck?"
He looked at the steering wheel and nodded. "I know I shouldn't be here...I shouldn't even want to be here..."
"But?"
"But...I can't seem to make myself leave either."
She reached through the window and took his hand. "Then you should probably come inside...before the neighbours call the cops."
He looked at her hand where it covered his before he looked up to her. "Carter..." he breathed giving his head a slight shake.
She brought his hand up to place a kiss on his knuckles. "Do I have to make it an order?"
He turned his hand to trace a finger across her cheek, she locked her gaze with his before she turned her face into his touch, her tongue flicking out over his finger.
Jack pulled his hand back and put his window up before he opened his door and jumped down out of the big truck. He let her lead the way across the street as he pressed the button to lock it.
To say she was nervous as he followed her across the street was probably an understatement. She was flying by the seat of her pants on this and she had no idea what the hell she was doing. She only knew what she wanted the outcome to be so that's what she concentrated on.
Jack waited as she opened the door and he followed her inside. He turned in the entrance hall to watch as she locked the door behind them.
Sam moved to him placing her hands on his waist, her head dropping so that her forehead rested against his chest.
He smoothed his hands down her bare arms and buried his nose in her freshly shampooed hair. "I don't know what I'm doing here Carter," he whispered.
She slid her arms around his waist under his jacket as she looked up at him. "I do."
He searched her face for only a moment before he moved a hand to cup her cheek, leaning down to brush his lips over hers.
Desire flared within her and she pushed him back against the wall as her lips came down on his, her tongue demanding entrance that he willingly gave. Her hands fisted in the front of his shirt as she pulled back slightly.
"I don't want you to be gentle tonight," she murmured.
"Is that an order?" he asked, his voice low, rough, at the thought of what they were about to do.
"Would it make a difference if it was?"
He smirked. "Wouldn't hurt..."
She considered him for a moment before she turned and walked down the hall stopping at a doorway at the other end.
He stood there, hands in his pockets and watched the sway of her hips as she moved away from him, his attention moving back to her face when she stopped.
"Front and centre airman," she ordered, no hint of amusement in her voice.
A slow lazy smile came to his lips as he straightened up and moved towards her. He stopped in front of her and came to a loose attention.
"What can I do for you ma'am?" he asked, his eyes on the wall above her head.
She swallowed. They were going to play this game and it excited her more than she could even say, but she was still nervous as hell.
"Do you know how to please a woman airman?" she murmured.
The look in his eyes when they met hers was so intense she nearly looked away, but she held his gaze.
There was a slight tug at the corner of his mouth as he answered. "Yes ma'am," he breathed.
She reached out and wrapped her fingers in the front of his shirt. "Prove it," she ordered as she stepped back into her bedroom pulling him with her.
Jack stood still as she ran her hands up over his chest to push his jacket off over his shoulders, then as her stereo started up the next song he moved around behind her...
Do that to me one more time, once is never enough with a man like you Do that to me one more time, I can never get enough of a man like you
Sam's eyes drifted closed as he pulled her back against him, his hands tracing lightly down her arms as his lips found the back of her neck.
Jacks fingers moved under the hem of her shirt caressing the soft skin he found there before he pulled it up over her head, dropping it on the floor. He placed his hands on her bare shoulders, massaging lightly for a moment before he slid them down to undo the clasp of her bra. Pushing the slim straps down her arms he watched as it fell to the floor in front of her. Bringing his hands around he laid his palms flat over her breasts, the hard peaks of her taught nipples catching slightly on his skin before he moved to cup them rolling her nipples gently between thumb and forefinger before he gave both a hard tweak. He tightened his arms around her pulling her back hard against him again, his right arm moving so that his hand held one breast, his forearm covering the other. His other hand slid down to undo the top two buttons of her skirt, enough for it to slip down over her hips to the floor. His lips traced her jaw as his hand slipped inside her panties, his mouth finding hers as his two middle fingers slipped inside her. His knees dipped as he took a firm hold of her lifting her so that she barely stood on her toes. His fingers still buried inside her he walked her to the bed pushing her down onto the mattress before turning her over to face him.
He took his time, worshipping her body, making her beg him as he brought her to release over and over with his mouth and his fingers.
After he'd made her come twice, Sam touched his cheek, her thumb tracing over the scar on his eyebrow.
"Stand up," she ordered. "Take off your shirt..."
She watched through heavily lidded eyes as he complied, taking a moment to simply drink him in before she moved to sit on the side of the bed beckoning him over, positioning him so that he stood between her knees. She raised her eyes to his as her hands moved to his hips. She smoothed one up over his flat stomach to his chest, loving the feel of his bare skin under her hands. The other she brought around to palm the bulge of his erection through his pants.
Jacks jaw tightened as he looked down at her, the look that came over her when she touched him took his breath away. Pure animal lust radiated from her and he took deep breaths, the alpha in him screaming for him to push her back onto the bed and take her hard.
She moved her hands to his belt, roughly yanking open the buckle, deft fingers quickly popping the button and dropping his zipper.
He quickly toed off his boots and socks and as she pushed his trousers down he stepped out of them.
She raised appreciative eyebrows, her tongue darting out to wet her lips as she stared at his outline though his boxer briefs. "White this time," she noted, her voice not entirely steady.
A slight smirk came to his lips. "Variety right?"
She raised her eyes to his.
"Ma'am," he added hoarsely at her pointed look.
She returned her attention to his boxers, noticing that pulse point she moved forward and placed a kiss to the spot, smiling at the reaction it brought forth. She ran her tongue up along the underside of him taking the head of him between her lips through his briefs.
He reached out a hand tangling his fingers in her messy blonde hair.
Sam let her fingers trace around his hips under the band of his briefs before pulling them down letting his heavy cock fall forward. She sucked in a breath as she looked at him, God she loved a man that took the time to shave, not to mention it seriously turned her on. She waited for him to step out of his briefs before she trailed her hands lightly up his well muscled thighs, smoothing them over his taught ass. She moved forward to run her cheek along his silky length, her tongue snaking out to caress his smooth balls before running it slowly along the underside of him, swirling it around his swollen head, lapping up the small dribble of pre-cum at his tip.
Jack breathed out slowly, his fingers tightening in her hair as she moved her tongue over him. Then she brought those big beautiful eyes up to his as she wrapped her lips around him, tearing a noise somewhere between a groan and a growl from him as she took him deeply into her mouth.
"Jesus...fuck Carter..." he growled as he knocked against the back of her throat, one of her hands coming up to cup his balls, the nails of the other digging into his ass.
Sam took him as deeply as she could and then pushed that bit deeper working the muscles of her throat and mouth as she slowly slid back along his length, her tongue running along the thick vein on the underside of his cock, before swirling around the ridge of his tip. She sucked hard as she pulled him back into her mouth, the thought that she actually had her Colonels thick hard cock in her mouth making her groan. She smiled around him as the vibration made him growl, his hand fisting in her hair. His unique scent had always done things to her, and now it made her so hot she thought she might come again while sucking him off. That thought made her groan again deep in her throat and she felt his hands come up to frame her face pulling her gently off of him.
She raised her eyes to his and he shook his head. "I won't last..." An evil little grin came over her features as she moved to take him in her mouth again before he moved out of her reach. "I want to make love to you," he rasped.
The glint that came into her eyes made him let out a breath. One of the many things he'd learned about his Captain in the last little while was that she loved when he talked dirty to her...
He smirked as he leant down to take her earlobe between his teeth. "I want to fuck you..." he whispered against her skin. She brought a hand to the back of his neck. "I want my cock inside you when I cum," he growled and her nails dug into his skin. He placed his knee on the bed between her legs and used his body to push her down onto her back.
She was nearly breathless with anticipation as she slid back up the bed, her eyes on his as he followed, his resemblance to a big predatory cat as he stalked towards her on hands and knees was striking. She opened her legs to him, his hips pushing them even wider. She felt the head of his cock nudge her as he settled between her thighs. "Fuck me," she breathed as she buried her hand in his hair.
He pushed forward an inch feeling his tip just press against her inner opening, she was so wet, so ready for him. He brought his mouth to that spot just below her ear that made her shiver as he thrust forward, entering her ever so slowly, inch by glorious bone shattering inch.
Sam arched her hips up off the bed as he pushed into her, filling her, leaving her breathless.
When he was fully sheathed inside her Jack stopped, his forehead falling forward onto her shoulder. "You feel incredible," he whispered.
She placed a kiss to his temple. "Oh god, so do you..."
After a moment he could feel her start to shift under him, urging him to move. He pulled nearly all the way out before he pushed back into her. When he got himself back under control he thrust into her, harder, faster. Her head went back, her eyes on his as she arched up to meet him and he knew this was what she wanted. She'd already told him she didn't want him to be gentle with her so he increased the force of his thrusts and she matched him each time.
"Harder," she ordered.
Jack lifted her left leg hooking it over his right shoulder giving him a better angle and more leverage to give her what she needed.
Sam didn't know what was happening to her. She'd always loved it rough, but tonight she felt like she wanted to tear him up, her mind flashing back to the Broca virus and she growled as she dug her nails into him, raising red welts on his skin. "Fuck me harder," she demanded through gritted teeth.
The alpha in Jack roared as he pulled out of her and flipped her onto her stomach dragging her hips back up as he slammed into her from behind.
"Oh god...yes," she choked out as she pushed back against him. She felt his fingers digging almost painfully into her hips as he rammed into her again. She reached between her legs and rubbed a finger over her clit making her shiver, then she reached further back and took hold of his balls as he thrust into her.
Jack felt her hand on him and jerked forward making her gasp. He reached down and wrapped his hand around her shoulder pulling her up so her back was flush against his chest, the new angle making her shudder with every stroke as his cock rubbed her in exactly the right spot.
He touched his lips to her ear letting his breath play over her skin, feeling her shiver in his grasp. "You like me fucking you?"
"Oh, yes..."
"Yes what!" he growled feeling her walls constricting around him.
"Yes! I love you fucking me," she ground out through gritted teeth.
Her head fell back against his shoulder and Jack knew she was so, so close. He dropped his hand from her shoulder, wrapping it around her, tweaking a nipple at the same time he moved his other hand from her hip, sliding down through the little patch of hair so his fingers pressed hard against her clit.
Sam came long and loud her hands clutching at his forearms to keep her from falling as she screamed her release.
Jack held her to him, stroking the soft skin of her belly as she rode out her orgasm. Her head still on his shoulder she turned to him and he smiled as he placed a kiss to the very corner of her mouth. "Welcome back," he whispered.
She felt the vibration in his chest against her back as she clutched her muscles around him.
He gently pulled out of her as he eased her back down onto the bed and as she rolled onto her back she reached out for him, guiding him back to her.
Slowly, gently he pushed inside her. He leaned down to kiss along her cheekbone as he slowly pulled back out, finding a more sedate rhythm. "I want to try it like this for a while," he murmured.
Sam pulled him to her taking his mouth in a slow, tender kiss that mirrored his movements. She didn't think she would go again, but it wasn't long before his slow, deliberate thrusts had her flushed and panting, edging closer with every stroke. "I want you to cum inside me," she whispered against his lips. She heard him groan, felt him swell inside her, his movements becoming jerky and random.
He felt her legs wrap around him pulling him deeper, her muscles contracting around him as she came once again, and this time he let go and with one final thrust came with her.
Sam pulled him down to her rubbing one hand across his back, the other buried in the hair she loved so much.
As much as he would have loved to stay right where he was all night, Jack was thinking he was probably getting to be a little too heavy. Pulling out of her he rolled to his side laying a hand on her stomach, his finger tracing out a small circle.
She turned sleepy eyes to him and smiled.
"You tryin to kill me Carter?" he murmured with a tired smile.
Her smile widened as she rolled over pushing him onto his back, her chin propped on his chest as she regarded him. "I think you're the one who just about killed me," she argued.
"Just following orders ma'am," he purred.
Sam felt something stir in her at his words. She ran a hand over his chest, down over his stomach. When she reached his hip he placed his hand over hers.
Linking his fingers with hers he brought her hand to his lips. "I'm not that young anymore," he said with a smile. "But if you want to," he whispered moving their combined hands to rub over her stomach.
She gave his hand a squeeze and shook her head knowing she would already be paying for this tomorrow. "I don't think I could stand anymore tonight."
He looked at her a moment before he pulled her to him, her head resting on his shoulder, his arm wrapped around her.
They dozed for a while before he felt her lips on his chest. He turned his head to look at her, his fingers tucking a lock of hair behind her ear so he could see her eyes. "What's wrong?"
She took a deep breath. "We're in trouble aren't we?"
He took her other hand in his.
"I'm in trouble," he corrected. "This is all on me."
She looked up at him a crease in her brow. "But it's my fault," she argued. "If I hadn't of..."
"No matter what you were thinking, dreaming...you kept your hands to yourself..."
"But you wanted me to tell you stop...I didn't want you to..."
"Should never have been your decision to make."
"But," she hesitated. "But we're only in trouble if someone finds out right?"
He moved so he could look at her properly. "So you're saying we should keep this between us? Pretend like it never happened?"
She blanched at that. "Well yeah," she replied. "I mean I think we should definitely keep it between us..."
"But?"
"But I don't want to pretend it never happened."
"But how..."
"Are you telling me you don't want to do this again?"
"Of course I want to do this again," he replied. "I want to do this again a lot!"
She smiled. "So? Why can't it just be our secret?"
Jack smiled. "You want to have some kind of clandestine affair?"
"Yes...I want..." she murmured.
He wondered if he would be able to do as she asked. He let out a breath as she moved over him, her taught nipples trailing over his chest as she placed her lips on his and he decided he sure as hell was going to try.
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A/N
Well I hope you all enjoyed the end of the story.
Thanks again for reading :-)
Also, for anyone that actually ended up listening to the song while they read the story I'd be really interested to hear whether you thought it enhanced the story cause I thought it did :-)
And of course I'm always interested to hear what you thought either way :-D