Chapter nine
It was 22:00 and Sam was busy giving Jack a sponge bath in the infirmary. As she washed his upper legs, Sam was careful not to touch his genitals. But Jack could not control himself after four days of injury-caused abstinence. He trapped her hand under one of his, and pushed it forcefully across his thigh toward his throbbing erection. Of course he was still wearing boxer shorts, but they were tented dramatically, and Sam couldn't help but see how aroused he was.
"Jack, you seem to have a very large problem here. Maybe I should call the nurse," she asked him with a smirk.
"Call the nurse only if you want me to fuck her instead of you!" he hissed. "Or get your ass up on this bed and take me inside you. Right now!"
Sam hurriedly removed her jeans and panties before climbing onto the bed and straddling him. They carefully worked together to pull down his boxers, making certain not to jostle his back or knee. Now he was totally naked and panting for release. Sam quickly lowered herself onto his impressive erection and began to rock her hips up and down, causing his thick cock to pull and tug at her soft tissues. He barely had time to locate her clit and give it a few rubs, before he came, grunting fitfully as he squirted his life's essence into her fertile womb. Sam quickly dismounted and hopped down off the bed, intending to get dressed.
"Sam, honey, you didn't come."
"It's okay. Don't worry about it! You can make it up to me," she told him. By now Jack's semen was beginning to run down her inner thighs, so she quickly pulled on her panties and jeans and ran for the nearest restroom, which was only a few feet away. After cleaning up, she got rid of the dirty bath water, replacing it with fresh, hot water. She had never shaved a man before, but it was something she'd always wanted to try. After lathering Jack's face with his favorite shave gel, Sam began to remove his two-day growth. She worked slowly and carefully, trying not to nick his face, the skin so tan and smooth that even a woman as beautiful as her envied his complexion.
As Sam leaned over him, her breasts hung down enticingly, encased in a lacy pink, nylon bra. It wasn't regulation Jack noted, happy that she no longer had to wear those plain, cotton underwear. Her body was meant for something much prettier, he reasoned, and he was definitely enjoying seeing her in one of her newest purchases. He was also enjoying being shaved my her. It was a new experience for him too, and he loved the special attention she gave him. In fact everything he'd done with Carter since they'd become a couple had been special and wonderful.
The things they had done together on their honeymoon in Puerto Rico had been fun, exciting and gloriously romantic...from snorkeling in the clear blue water...to making love on the beach...or making love in their room, especially in that big whirpool tub. They had also gone para-sailing through the clear skies over their hotel and had taken several moonlight walks on the beach, only to wind up in each other's arms, naked in the sand. Then there was the afternoon they made love on the deck of the boat they'd rented, as they sailed on calm seas. Yes, everything with Carter was wonderful, and everything she did aroused him. And that was why, by the time she was finished shaving him, he was hard again.
He watched as she carried the pan of water away. When she got back he reminded her about his slightly numb and itchy bottom.
"I swear, if I can't get out of this bed soon, I'm gonna go bananas!" he complained as Sam kneeled on the bed behind him and carefully rolled him onto his right side. She squeezed a large amount of soothing lotion onto his toned butt. Then she used her right hand to work it in good, while her left hand gripped his hip, so he wouldn't roll all the way over. Sam thought for a second about grabbing onto his erection, since it was so very difficult to ignore. She snickered at the idea of using his hard-on like a handle, and of course Jack had to know what wicked thought had caused her to laugh.
"Nothing," she lied, not wanting to add fuel to the flames of his arousal. If she didn't end this soon, the nurse would be back to make her rounds. But apparently he wasn't worried about someone catching them in flagrante delicto!
"Sam, sweetheart, I really need help with this thing," he hissed as he grabbed her hand from his hip, tugging it down to his erection. She ran her fingers lightly up and down his shaft, and listened to him purr like a big male lion. And since Sam could never resist Jack when he needed her so badly, she lowered him gently onto his back and bent over him, taking the head of his cock into her mouth, coating it in warm saliva as she ran the tip of her tongue across the tiny slit. His hands flew to her head, fingers tangling in her soft hair as he groaned his appreciation.
"Pull your pants down, Sam. Wanna make it up to you," he urged her, and Sam let his penis slip from her mouth with a pop. She quickly slid her jeans and panties off again and took her bra off too, wondering why she had even bothered to get dressed. Once their love making sessions began, they usually lasted for hours, and it looked like this one was not going to be any different. Sam was very thankful for the privacy curtain, since the guard in the monitor room would probably be selling tickets by now, if the security cameras could have recorded this!
Once she was totally naked, Sam climbed on top of Jack, holding herself above his body on her knees and elbows, her face poised above his throbbing erection, her sex above his mouth. She felt his tongue probe between her folds, as she opened her mouth and took him in...swirling her tongue around the plumy head, before sucking in as much of him as she could. When the glans hit the back of her throat, she swallowed and managed to accept even more of his nine inches, while Jack's long, pointed tongue reached deep into her steamy cunt. His tongue swirled over the sides of her vagina, sending her muscles into spasms as they sought to trap and hold it inside.
"More! I need more," Sam hissed. "Use your fingers," she ordered him, and Jack did as she asked, shoving one, two and then three of his long digits into her, their slightly scratchy calluses catching her tender flesh as he used them to drive her closer and closer to the brink. Sam's hips were rotating and swaying now, and her pussy was drenched with salty, sticky fluids, the excess running down his fingers as well as wetting his face, and Jack knew that it wouldn't be long before she came. He just wanted to make sure it was a good, hard orgasm...one that would keep her happy for a couple of days, because he had a feeling he was gonna pay for this later...and pay dearly. Jack put his free hand in the middle of her back and pushed her hips down a bit, so her clit was precisely where he needed it to be, and then he sucked it into his mouth and bit down...not hard, but hard enough to send Sam over the edge. She came like a Claymore going off...releasing his cock from her mouth, only to bury her lips and teeth into the skin of his thigh as she screamed. Her thighs began to quiver as Jack eased her down onto his chest, so she could recover a bit before getting back to his needs.
It wasn't long before Sam had his cock in her mouth again and was working him furiously, sucking him in and letting him slip out...repeating her actions over and over again, until Jack's need for release was very great. Sam seemed to sense that he was over-stimulated and would need a little something extra in order to come this time. So she urged him to part his thighs more, before slipping her hand under his butt, one of her long fingers pressing into his puckered hole. She had learned many things about Jack of late, and one of those was that he really liked to have his prostate massaged. And that was just what she did now, inserting her middle finger deep into his ass until she located the firm little nodule down behind his balls. Using the pad of her finger she rubbed it back and forth, pressing a little harder with each pass. In just a few seconds Jack came, spilling his seed into her mouth until it ran out the corners of her lips and down her chin and neck.
Sam quickly used the sheet to wipe her face and neck, and then she got off the bed and began to get both of them redressed. While she worked Jack was totally quiet. And even though he was usually tired after they made love for this long, she was a little worried about him.
"You're in more pain now, aren't you?" He closed his eyes and she knew she was right. "Damn it, Jack, why didn't you say something? We should have stopped!"
"Needed you. Didn't want to stop," he choked out.
"Hold on, honey," she told him, once she had him dressed in his boxers and the hospital
gown. "I'll go get the nurse, so she can give you some pain meds."
"Good idea," was all he said, and Sam shook her head at their foolishness as she headed to the nurses' lounge. If they weren't careful, Jack would never be fit enough for gate travel on Saturday or any other day!
TBC
