"Stay with me tonight."

An invisible force pushed him to her. His arms wrapped around her and before he knew what was happening his lips were pressed to hers.

Sam had never felt the sensations she was feeling now. Her stomach was in knots and she was feeling light headed. An involuntary moan escaped her.

Jack pulled back. "I'm sorry, did I hurt you?"

"No, I…I think I liked it." She blushed.

He smiled, "Come over here." He took her to the couch and covered her with a blanket. "Sam, you have no idea how much I want you right now, but I don't want to hurt you. I don't want to make you remember what you've gone through."

"Jack, thank you for trying to protect me but, it's ok! I want to be with you."

He shook his head. "No, I couldn't do that to you."

Sam paused, took a deep breath, and smiled. She stuck her hand out of the blanket and took Jack's. "I know you're different."

He waited a moment before going on. "Sam, you're incredible. You're the most beautiful woman I've ever seen and you're the bravest woman I've ever known. And I care about you too much to make you feel like that again."

"I talked to Janet," she blurted. She cleared her throat. "I mean, she told me it can be…good." Embarrassed, she looked down.

"I know. She told me that she talked to you. She's right. It can be amazing when you're with someone you love. Those 'men' take something wonderful and twist it into something repulsive. Janet and I were lucky to have been able to experience that." He saw her face scrunch up. "What?"

She hesitated, but then asked, "Do you love Janet?"

"No."

"I saw you with her."

"And you think I'm no better than the men that force you?"

She sighed. "I'm not sure what to think, sometimes. I didn't know much about men before being sold and the only thing I've been taught was that my body was for their pleasure."

Jack's heart ached for her. He lifted her chin to look at her. "Sam, I don't force Janet to be with me. Sometimes we miss what it was like to be with someone special. Sometimes we need to remember what we are and that we're not mindless slaves. We are people that have feelings and desires and passions. Making love is the most special and precious thing that two people can do to show each other how they feel."

"Jack," she whispered as a tear dropped down her cheek. "I don't know what love feels like, but when I'm with you I feel I'm floating. I've never been so happy. Janet said our bodies were supposed to be felt and touched and that being with a man could feel amazing. Make me feel that way. Please." She had reached up and was touching his cheek.

He had to swallow a hard lump in his throat. "You sure make it difficult to say no. Are you sure you want this?"

"Yes."

"Ok. But I have a condition."

Sam was perplexed.

"I want you to be in control. You call all the shots."

"What do you mean?"

"I want you to do what you want and however you want to do it."

"I don't know how to do that."

"Just listen to your body and do what feels good for you. Don't worry about making me like it."

"I wouldn't even know where to start."

"Well, was there anything that felt good…before?"

"No. I tried to not think about what was happening."

"What about what Janet did?"

"You know about that?"

"Yes. She told me you saw us together and I made her tell me everything. Did you like what she did?"

Sam blushed again. "Yes. I've never felt so good."

"You can feel that way again and again."

"Will you help me?"

He smiled. "You betcha. Let's kiss some more. Try to focus on what you're feeling." Sam nodded. Jack put his arm behind her and gently pulled her closer. "Ready?" She nodded again. "Remember, if it doesn't feel good then stop. Do something differently." Jack leaned in and waited for Sam to fill in the gap.

She bit her lower lip then leaned in until their lips met. Feeling his soft warm lips on hers was wonderful! The kiss they had shared before was nice, but this was better. She could feel their fullness like they were meant to be pressed to hers. He parted his lips slightly giving her a new sensation. A quiet moan came from deep within her chest.

Since she didn't pull back when she moaned Jack took it as a good sign that she was enjoying their kiss. He put one hand behind her head and brought her closer. He felt one of her hands on his knee. It took all of his will power to stay where he was.

Sam hummed before releasing their lips.

"Is something wrong?" he asked.

"No," she smiled, "I really liked it. I was just wondering if there was a way to be closer to you."

"Well, yeah! We can get on the bed or if you're not ready for that, you can get on me."

She thought about it for a minute then said, "I'd like to stay here for now, but will you take some of that off?"

"I thought you'd never ask." Jack stood and removed layer after layer of his dress robes but carefully draped them over a chair at her table. He stopped when he only had a thin pair of pants on. He was grateful to be rid of his cumbersome attire but he suddenly felt a little bashful without a top. He did his best to hide his shyness and remain manly in front of her.

She watched him remove his clothes like he was her personal bit of entertainment. It reminded her of all the times men made her take her clothes off. It made her sad for a moment and she was ashamed of herself for making him do exactly what she hated to do. "I'm sorry, Jack. I…"

"No," he said sitting back down next to her. "I hate those clothes. I would burn those but then I'd have to buy more. They're uncomfortable, but I like their colors. Now, where were we?"

"Maybe we should stop."

"Sam," he said deeply, "I don't want to stop but if you do I'll just go back to my room."

She looked at him trying to gauge whether or not he was disappointed. His face was blank, but calm. "I'd like to keep going."

"Oh good! I was really enjoying kissing you." She smiled. "No, really!"

She bit her lip again then surprised herself when she threw off the blanket, got up and straddled his lap. Jack gasped in surprise, but smiled as she settled down. "Is this ok?" He couldn't utter a coherent sound so he merely nodded. Sam took his hands and placed them on her thighs. He swallowed another lump in his throat. "Your hands are warm. They feel good."

"Your skin is so soft, Sam." He slid his hand up and down a little not wanting to push it too far.

"What should I do now?"

"Uh, you could kiss me some more. Or you can move your hips around a bit." He slid one hand closer to her center. "Can I show you something?" She nodded timidly. "Janet explained about a sensitive spot you have here, didn't she?" He gently grazed his thumb over her folds. She flinched at his touch. Jack groaned. "You're so wet already." He cleared his throat then continued, "If you move your hips the right way you can have some of those same feelings you had when you were with Janet."

Sam placed her hands on Jack's shoulders and slowly moved her hips back and forth once pushing herself against his hand. It sent small sensations through her stomach.

"This position is great for you because you can control everything. And it leaves me at your mercy." He put his hand back on her thigh. "What do you want to do next?"

"I want you to touch me. Everywhere, just like this." She put her hands over his and gently guided them to her hips and up her back. She closed her eyes as he continued. "I like that." When he brought them back down to her hips she felt him shift beneath her. "Am I hurting you?"

"Absolutely not! It's just that I needed to make myself more comfortable." He looked her in the eyes. "Sam, touching you is incredible! It's causing things to happen."

"I can feel it. I think it's happening to me, too."

Jack smiled. Sam guided his hands up her stomach and they both held their breath as she moved them further up. She quietly yelped when his hands brushed her nipples. She squeezed his hand and they both groaned with pleasure. She felt him harden beneath her. Without thinking Sam leaned forward and captured Jack's lips with her own. She didn't realize how much she missed them. Her body started reacting to him. She felt the desire build inside of her.

"Jack," she pulled away.

"Hmm?"

"I'm ready. I want to feel you." She ground her hips into him.

"Oh, Sam! Don't do that unless you're serious."

She ground into him again. "I am, Jack."

He took a breath and reached for her face. "Sam, are you…?"

"Yes," she stopped him.

He laughed. "Ok! It would be impossible to resist you right now, anyway."

She kissed him again. "You need to take your pants off." She ignored the smirk he gave her and got up to let him take them off. As he stood there in all his glory, she couldn't help but stare at his naked form. He was the most striking man she'd ever seen. The butterflies in her stomach were in full swing, but it wasn't because of nerves. She was excited. She couldn't remember the last time she was excited about anything. Sam reached for him. She felt his chest. His heart was pounding so hard she thought it might just pop out.

"Come here," he said closing the gap between them. Jack wrapped his arms around her once again enveloping her.

She felt him against her lower stomach. It made her even crazier for him. Her lips seized his in a fiery kiss. When he parted his lips again she dipped her tongue in to taste him for the first time. She never knew it could make her even more excited. She moaned again when his hand slid lower and lower.

Jack's will power was being pushed to the limits but he wanted to let her take the lead. He wanted Sam to experience all the pleasures that a happy life had to offer.

She took a step forward pushing him back toward the couch. Awkwardly they kissed as he sat down and she placed her legs on either side of him. Sam reached down to gently take him in her hand. He held his breath in anticipation. Softly Sam stroked him. She could sense a change in the air around them. She'd never felt the desire for a man like she did now. Sam took a deep breath and lowered herself until he was at her opening. She looked deep into his eyes, released her breath, and guided him into her.

Jack held onto her thighs to keep from exploding. He nearly lost all control when she stopped halfway, lifted back up, and then took him all in. Sam waited until she saw that Jack recovered then she slowly began rocking her hips.

It was slow, beautiful, wonderful. Their bodies moved as if they'd meant to be one. Sam had felt things she'd never experienced before. It felt as though time had stopped for them. As Jack went over the edge he'd whispered her name so lovingly Sam joined him on the euphoric journey.

"Well, I'm ok, now," she said as she lay comfortably wrapped in his body.

"You don't understand, he did something to you. He had a ribbon device."

"What's that?"

"Teal'C says it's a device for torture."

"But nothing hurts. Maybe he's wrong?"

"Highly doubtful."

"Well, I can't remember anything after he cut my clothes off. Maybe it made me forget. Wait, how did you know what he had?"

"Well, Teal'C and I were watching."

"How?"

"He cut a hole in the wall. Brilliant idea, actually."