With Permission

She leaned against the wall, unwilling to admit defeat. How dare him think that she was this easy. That all he had to do was touch her and she would crumble like a soft piece of cheese. But what made it so bad, was that it was true. She needed him so bad that she would allow him to do anything he wanted to her as long as he fulfilled her desire afterwards.

She knew he would never hurt her, not to the point where she would be scared of him. But he also knew her limitations and what she truly liked even when she claimed she did not. He knew her better than she did herself when it came to playing games like this.

"Samantha, you will do what I told you to do. You won't make me regret coming over here tonight, will you?" She felt Jack's fingers as they left a blaze of fire trailing down her from every spot that he touched. Holy Hannah, she thought, this was going to be so much harder than she had anticipated! But she would not give in – no matter what he did or did not do to her – she would not give in and do what he wanted her to do. She would not say it!

He leaned closer to her, pushing her body completely against the wall behind her with his own. The heat coming from her body made him smile – an almost predatory smile and she groaned when she saw it. Jack knew he was winning. Oh, it would not be easy but he would come out the victor. Because he knew her one weakness. He knew that she loved it when he was in charge.

He had found this out one day while they were on a planet uninhabited by any other living soul. The rain had kept them on the planet longer then was necessary. The storm had caused the paths to become fast running trenches and it had been become impossible for them to get to the gate after the second day. Thankfully they had been able to get ahold of General Hammond and told him of the situation so that were not due back for at least a week. That was how long Carter had determined the path would be clear enough that they could get back to the gate.

So with nothing to do but wait, they had each bunkered down with books, cards and rest. Teal'c and Daniel were sharing one tent while he and Carter were in the other one and that was when it hit him just how much she loved using the word. They had been playing cards, the formality had eased up and he had started using her first name. It was not very often he called her Sam but for some strange reason, he did that night – quite a few times. But no matter how he tried to get her to call him Jack, she would not budge.

And so him being who is was – the teasing begins. At first he had assumed that she was so tight about following regulations that was the reason she would not call him anything other than "that one salutation", that one word that made goosebumps rise on his body from hearing it come from her. But something happened when he kept on and told her she must really love calling him that.

"Go ahead, Samantha – say it, but say it in a different way then like you're following a command. Can you even say the word without making it sound like you are being the obedient soldier that you are?"

"Please don't call me Samantha."

"Why? I asked you not to call me that– to call me Jack while we are on downtime but you refuse – why should I listen to your request, Samantha? If you can give me one good reason why you prefer to call me that and not to call you Samantha, I may oblige you."

He knew he was being mean but he had a feeling he already knew the answer, he just wanted to hear her say it. To hear her say that it turned her on to call him by his salutation and to hear him call her Samantha. He had seen her shiver when he had called her Samantha and when the replied Sir came out there was more than just a little of a throaty groan applied to it.

Well, now they were home and it had been quite a while since they had played their game. It was time to see if she remembered just how much fun it was to call her Samantha and hear her reply when she finally could take no more.

His hands had moved down from her shoulders and were caressing her sides, going up and down so that on the upward stroke the fingers would caress the underside of her breast and on the downward stroke, she could feel them at the bottom of her stomach – almost under the waistband of the panties she still had on. God, she was on fire and there was no way if his hands went any further was she going to be able to keep her sanity.

Sam pushed against him, trying to put room between herself and him but it was of no use. He was stronger than her and to be honest with herself, she really enjoyed the feeling of his body pressed against hers, with no escape available. It was about time, that's all she could think right now – it was about time that they were able to let loose on their feelings and not have to worry about the consequences. They had waited for eight long years and to say the fire had burned out was a lie. If anything it had just grown in time until it consumed them both, flames so hot that they knew once the fire was released it would consume them both to the point of total ashes.

"Let go, Samantha" Jack breathed the words right into her ear and she could not help but shiver with the heat from it. God she wanted him so bad, wanted him to ravage her like a man who had been without food for weeks. "You know you want to do it. You know you want release. But you know the only way you will get it is to do what I have told you to do. I will push you to the edge so many times until there is nothing left of you but a messy puddle and then I will start all over again."

It was so simple, this game they played. And yet she always lost or so it seemed in others eyes. If someone was watching from the outside they would assume Jack the winner every time but really being taken by a man like him – could you really call that loosing? But the wait was antagonizing and she knew he meant every word he said. Until she gave in and gave him what he wanted – what she really desired to do – he would play with her and bring her to the point over and over again until she would barely know her own name, let alone what he wanted to hear her call him.

Suddenly her thoughts were brought back to the forefront and she could not help when her body jumped. His fingers had found their way into her panties. She felt her folds as they opened up when her juices begin to run each time his fingers would rub up and down the crease and his thumb would rub circles over the hidden spot where her bundle of nerves laid. Then suddenly, his fingers were inside her and she could not help it when she pushed down on his hand. God they had been at this for so long, all she wanted was relief.

Sam knew she was losing control when she felt his mouth tug on the nipple straining through the bra. His teeth scraped through the silk material of the thin bra she had on and there was no protection at all. She yelped when he bit the hardened nipple and then sucked on it before letting it go to do the same to the other one, while his hand was still busy getting her closer and closer to the edge.

There was no way he would stop in time this time, Sam thought to herself. She was going to get release because she would not let him know how close she was and then she would win. But Sam forgot one slight thing. They had been together for too long. They knew each other better than most couples that had been married for years and years. When Sam begin to tighten, Jack knew she was close. He slowly began to withdraw his hand. Suddenly Sam's hand was down there on top of his.

He looked into her eyes and she saw the question there. Was she ready to finally get release? Was she ready for them to be able to experience lovemaking together and quit with all of this foreplay?

"Just say the word Samantha – that's all it takes and your body will feel so much better and we can go to the next step in our long night together. I just want to hear it one time – Say it Samantha"

The assault begin again with his fingers playing and his teeth were scraping across her throat, right at the point of her heartbeat. She was getting close again and she knew she would not be able to keep him from knowing this time no more than she had before. She had to give in – her body could not take anymore. She had to give him what he desired, what she longed to give him. She had to say it.

Jack looked into Sam's eyes when he felt her raise her head and he knew it was coming – the one thing they both longed for each time they begin this came of seduction. He waited with anticipation, and then she said it. The one word that controlled their outcome.

"Say it Samantha – call me what I long for you to call me and the release will be so beautiful – just say it."

"Sir!"

With that one word, they both felt their orgasms begin and they fell against each other. That one word said the way only she could say it. Each time she called him Sir – the desire overwhelmed them both and the fire begin again. Every time she called him Sir – they knew they were destined to be together.