Copyright 2011 awakethepassion

Disclaimer: All characters of StarGate and StarGate Atlantis belong to their respective writers and MGM. This is a work of fan fiction. I just want to play with them for awhile.

To celebrate the Fourth of July how about some…

Sheppard On Top

Fireworks

1.

The fourth of July party was in full swing and John was feeling a little…festive.

But apparently, Suzie Q wasn't and he intended to change that.

He was sitting beside her, his hand on her knee, his fingers sliding back and forth along the inside of her thigh. He kept nudging her, trying to get her attention but she kept putting him off. He would inch his fingers up and she would grab his wrist, pushing his hand away before he could get any higher.

When that didn't work, he slid his hand up her back, tugging at the string on her bikini top, slipping his fingers under the strap, trying to tease and getting an elbow in the side for his efforts.

"John, will you stop it?"

"Show me your titties and I will." He chuckled against her ear.

"Shit, Sheppard." She pointed toward the sun slowing setting on the horizon. "Look at that…a beautiful sunset and all you want to do is fool around."

"I can see it tomorrow." He tugged at her top again. "Come on...just a peek."

She sighed and shoved his hand away again. "They'll be starting the fireworks soon. I'd like to see them you know."

"And I want to see some boob." He frowned when she smacked his hand. "I bought this god damn bikini for you, woman. I can take it off you too. And besides, I don't need their crappy fireworks." He trailed his finger up the inside of her thigh, edging closer and closer. "I can make my own right here."

"Not with that little popper of yours." She smirked. "I'd get more action out of a sparkler."

"Then why are you getting the quilt wet?" He grunted when she closed her legs tight, trapping his hand between her thighs. "Bitch...you think that's gonna stop me?"

"Shut up!" She hissed and frowned at him. She bit her lip and tried not to let him see that she was trying not to grin. "Behave asshole or you are not going to get to see any fireworks tonight."

"That's what you think, sweetness." He nipped at her ear, tugging at her ponytail and running his tongue along the back of her neck. He kept wiggling his hand around until he got it inside the panties and a finger into her. "I've got a huge fire cracker that I'm gonna put right here. Damn thing's gonna make you light up."

"You can't even find my-"

"Find what? Your switch? I think its right…here."

She wiggled, squirmed, breath getting heavier faster when he pushed his finger in deeper and tickled her g-spot.

"Yep…that's it." He wiggled his finger again, purring when he felt her get even wetter. "You like that, don't ya?"

God damn but the man had long fingers! "Jesus...you horn dog! Can't you keep those sneaky fingers to yourself for a little bit?"

John didn't answer. He was too busy, his tongue teasing, his teeth nipping at her mouth while his other fingers tried to explore between her legs some more.

"Insatiable bastard!" She grabbed his wrist, letting out a squeal when he grabbed her ponytail and pulled her back down on the blanket. One hand held her head back, the other still in her pants while he stretched out beside her.

"Pretty wet down there, Suzie Q. Damn good thing for you my rocket doesn't fizzle out when it gets wet." He ran his tongue over her lips. "It just gets bigger and bigger and when I give you the fucking you need? I'll just keep ramming it in you until you taste my come in your mouth."

"You couldn't get that little thing past my belly button...I'll talk to Elizabeth." She sat up and pushed his hand away. "See if we can't change your title to 'Little Colonel instead of Lieutenant Colonel'."

"I see what you want, Miss Smart Ass. You want a fight." He grabbed her, tried to push her back down but she wouldn't let him.

"God damn right, Sheppard." She pushed him back and tried to straddle him. "It's Suzie's Independence Day!"

"Hate to break it to you, baby...this is one fight you're gonna lose!" He rolled on top of her, fighting and laughing, his determined fingers untying one side of her bikini bottom and tugging it off her behind. He slid it down her leg and pressed her knees apart, sliding his hands up between her thighs so that he could hold her down.

She laughed even harder when he starting tickling her, twisting and turning, trying to get away from him.

The sun was lower in the sky, somewhere down the beach she could hear other people laughing and music. The sounds of people partying and celebrating the American's forth of July rising up over the roar of the waves. People getting drunk, the start of the pops and louder booms of the firecrackers that Elizabeth had talked the big wigs at StarGate Command into letting them have lighting up the sky...her laugh turned into a moan when he buried his head between her legs and his tongue slipped into her folds.

A huge boulder kept them from being seen but that didn't really matter. John loved the idea that anyone could walk by and see her bikini bottom dangling around her right foot, her legs over her husband's shoulders as he knelt between her thighs. She could just imagine the look on their faces when they saw his long fingers parting her so that he could stroke her aching pussy with his rough tongue.

"You are such a bastard, Sheppard." She wiggled her hips, biting back a moan when he scraped his teeth over the inside of her thigh. "Hurry up and get to it, pussy man. Or am I gonna have to finish myself off like last time?"

He looked up, sweat beaded on his forehead, sliding down his stubbled jaw. His green eyes watching her, flashing fire as he fit his mouth over her clit and sucked hard.

Her back arched, her shout drowned out by the roar of the waves crashing against the rocks down the beach. She collapsed back against the blanket, breathing hard. Her body ached and she wanted to come so bad that she could scream. She tilted her hips, her pussy wet and begging for more of his tongue.

He pulled back, his hands sliding along the insides of her thighs. "I want more, Suzie Q. Get on your knees. I need to get inside you when it's nice and wet and hot."

"Finish what you started." She panted. She slid her hand up his sweaty, hairy chest. Her fingers stroked over his neck, she cupped the back of his head, trying to force his mouth back to where she wanted it. "Make me come. Then you can fuck me for as long and hard as you want."

"Shit, I already made you come twice this morning." He growled.

"Third times the charm, baby. Especially if you want me to get on my knees."

"Think you can turn this down?" He got to his feet; standing over her while he ripped off his swim shorts and dropped them on the blanket. His cock sprang out, thick, hard and standing proud. He gripped himself, his fingers sliding along his smooth flesh, pumping. "It's my turn, Suzie Q. Flip it over and get that pretty ass of yours in the air."

"You already had your turn. So quit whining. It's not my fault if you can't get it in fast enough." She laughed, wriggled away from him and closed her legs. She got to her feet but before she could move he grabbed the bikini bottom around her ankle and jerked.

"Oh no...you ain't going anywhere!" She squealed and fell against him, smacking at his hands when he pushed her back down on the quilt and moved so that he was between her legs.

"No." She smacked at him when he crawled up over her, her hands scratching down his back. "Bastard!"

"Told you that you wouldn't win." He didn't bother to untie her top. He yanked it off of her and cupped her breasts in his hands. He bent his head and suckled one hard tip and then the other, biting and then licking away the sting.

"I haven't lost yet." Susan laughed and pulled his mouth away from her breast and up to her mouth. She kissed him hard, sliding her tongue deep into his mouth. She caressed his muscular chest, his body was slick from where they'd been swimming and from the heat he'd been making between them. She felt his belly tremble when she ran her fingers over him and down to the light bed of dark curly hair.

She didn't mind that he'd decided to grow it back. He didn't really need the cock ring anyway. Sheppard could keep a hard on longer than any man she'd ever known. Hell, he always seemed to be in a permanent state of arousal. It was no wonder women loved to watch him when he was walking around with that glorious monster pressing against his zipper.

And when that monster got loose…damn but he was a beautiful man, so magnificently large and every delicious inch of him belonged to her. And he felt good rubbing against her bare mound.

She watched his eyes, knowing that he could feel her dripping and could smell her heat. She curved her palm around his shaft, stroking him, pumping slowly and then harder, feeling him thicken in her hand. "Give it up, Sheppard. If you're not going to eat me than I'm going to ride you."

He slipped his hand between her thighs, his thumb sliding between her folds, brushing the rough pad over her clit until she jerked and gasped in response. He gave a lustful grunt. He pulled away from her, grabbing her wrists when she reached for him. He yanked her up, shoved her against the rock, putting his arm in front of her so that her nipples scraped over his arm instead of the rough surface.

He pressed against her back, holding her still while his free hand stroked over her butt cheeks. He pushed his knee between hers, his finger tips brushing against her as he guided the head of his cock between her legs. He eased forward slowly then pulled back, edging between her slick folds just enough to make her squirm against him.

"Surrender, baby." He breathed in her ear. "I'll go easy on you."

She humped back against his hardness, twisting her hips a little. "I don't want it easy..."

His grip tightened. The wiry hairs on his chest scratched her back. He slid his hands over her waist; he cupped her breasts in his hot hands. He squeezed her nipples hard, his laugh low and hot and wicked.

"Unconditional surrender, baby. Or do you want me to drag you out there?" He pulled her closer, edging her toward the side of the rock where they would be more out in the open. "Do you want everyone to see me take you...do you want them to hear you begging me to make you come? I'll bet that they'd love to see me screw you, my cock deep in your pussy...then I'll come in your mouth and they can watch you can lick me clean."

"You drive a hard bargain, Sheppard. Too bad for you that I don't bargain."

She pushed back against him, hooked her foot behind his and caught him off balance. He fell back on the blanket and she landed on top of him. He grunted and she rolled, coming back up on top of him, grabbing his arms and pinning him down. She straddled his chest. He could feel her wetness rubbing against him, her spicy smell distracting him long enough for her to grab something from under the sand under the side of the blanket and yank it up.

"God damn it!" He bucked up trying to throw her off when he realized it was a padded handcuff she was trying to slide around his wrist.

"Why the hell do you think I put the blanket right here, big man?" She tried to mount him, bracing her hands on his strong chest and trying to hold him down.

"Why do you think I let you?" His hands were slick and he got away from her easily. He sat up and grabbed her hips. He wrapped his arms around her, her nipples pressing against his when she tried to wriggle out of his grip. "I'm not stupid either, Suzie Q. I've been watching you. I knew you were up to something and I knew exactly what you had in that little bag of yours when you tried to hide it on the Jumper."

"Let go of me, Sheppard!" She fought him, kicking and laughing and then he had her under him and spread eagle while he grabbed her wrists and strapped her arms down.

"Sneaky little, Suzie Q." Her struggling was sending a delicious thrill through him and his jaw clenched. "And if you're going to try and hide something don't get blushing little Lorne in on the plan."

"You tricked him!"

"Can I help it if he's scared of me?" John laughed, his green eyes slid admiringly over her face, down her chest and belly. "He's a horny little boy with the hot's for you." He smacked her hip, sliding a hand under her to squeeze a firm butt cheek in his hand. "Every time you bend over he's practically foaming at the mouth."

"He does not!' She laughed and tried to get her knee between his.

"Bullshit. He wants a piece of my dirty girl." He ground against her, sliding his hard cock along her folds. The look on his face dark and feral. "And he knows he'd better tell me when you're trying to do something sneaky, Miss Suzie Q."

"So…you caught me." She laughed and bit down on his lip when he kissed her. "But if you think that you're not going to ever let me get my turn-"

"Letting you is not the problem, Suzie Q. You'll get your turn because you're just as god damn sneaky as I am." He gripped her hips, sliding back and moving her until she was centered on the quilt. He dug under the edges, pulling up the last two restraints. He moved them farther apart, shoved them deep into the ground and spread her legs so far apart that he could feel the muscles in her thighs tremble when he tied her ankles down. "But this time you should have listened to me when I told you surrender."

"You just got lucky this time, Sheppard." He was making her squirm so she was taunting him, urgency making her voice low and husky. "I'm going to come out on top next time so you'd better watch your back."

"Doesn't matter, Suzie Q. You can't beat me so go ahead. You know how much I love to watch you lose at your little games."

She tilted her head slightly, her amber eyes glittered, her lips wet and swollen from the hardness of his kiss. Her hair had worked lose from its pony tail and curled in damp tendrils against her neck. "I don't intend to lose next time."

"Looks like we're going to have to play for the best two out of three then." His laugh was even darker when he knelt between her spread legs and started to lick his way up her thighs. She moaned when his fingers traced over the outline of her slick slit, his wicked smile a promise of the fireworks he was really going to show her. He plunged himself into her, skewering himself deep.

"Happy Independence Day, baby."