A/N: Inspired by Interruptus by Soleya.
This story is a sequel to my previous story- Samantha. It's not necessary to read it first, but it would be very appreciated. :)
Thank you sometimes_i_right for being my Beta.
Sam was lying next to Jack, breathed in his scent and thanked God that she could finally be with him. The longer they spent time together the more difficult it was for her to let him go. What irony. After eight years spent side by side but not together, they got together but actually separated. Washington was far. Not as far as the planets on which she used to travel, but far enough for her feelings to get crazy for him. Longing, however, made for a sweeter and hotter reunion.
Jack shifted his body towards her and made an impatient groan. His hand was placed around her waist, a soft pressure gently pulling her body closer to his.
"Everything ok?" Sam asked playfully, nestling in his embrace.
He liked how she teased him, knowing what his body and mind longed for, but she couldn't lie to him. According to her heavy breathing and warm fingers that were caressing his chest, his desire was definitely reciprocated. Instead of answering, he moved his palm on to her buttcheek, relishing her soft skin under his fingers, before he squeezed it. She made a soft moan and closed her eyes. Jack smiled at how her body tensed under his touch. It was a good start for his plan. His plan that was however in a next second ruined by her phone buzzing on the nightstand.
Jack hesitantly removed his hand from Sam's body, knowing she wanted to take the phone and read that damn message. He cursed under his breath when her warm body left his embrace. His desire was still there, but the fact that somebody needed to contact her so early in the morning didn't make him happy.
Lying on his side with one hand under the head, he was watching as she picked up the phone and quickly read the message. Tension bled out of her shoulders as she read the message, the dread of bad news morphing into simple annoyance. "Ah, Bill," she whispered to herself and let her phone fall on the empty side of the bed.
Jack raised his eyebrows in question. "Good news, bad news?" crossed his mind.
"Nothing important. It can wait," she said smiling as her body returned to its position next to Jack.
"Nothing important?" He shifted his body and looked at her surprised. "Are you really the Colonel Samatha Carter, who has to answer every call and message and save the-"
"Shut up and kiss me," interrupted Sam with a smile on her face. She leaned over him with her lips slightly parted. He didn't need more encouragement and grinning he pressed his lips firmly on hers, hugging her with one hand and pulling her leg over his body. His fingertips found her calf and slid up to the thigh making her skin form goosebumps. Enjoying every piece of her beautiful skin, his fingers progressed further up, to the lame of her extra large sleeping T-shirt. She shivered as he reached a curve of her butt. Content, Jack continued in teasing, gently caressing the place, running over her buttcheek, sometimes cupping it for a second and returning back to the start position. The whole cuddling made her squirm in his embrace, her heavy breaths growing short as she panted against his neck. He wanted more. He needed more.
"Stop teasing if you're not going to be serious," said Sam, between her breaths, cheeky.
"Yes, ma'am," Jack chuckled, wrapped his arms around her body and with her help pulled her on him, positioned her on his lap. She sat astride his hips and giggled softly. "I guess you can be serious after all."
"Serious is my middle name," answered Jack, caressing her thighs impatiently. Sam tilted her head back and circled her hips in response. Jack took a deep breath, grasped the sides of her sleeping T-shirt and rolled it up. "You won't need it," his voice was courageous. She took it from him, pulled over her head and threw it on the ground hungrily. Seeing her body in its full beauty, his desire awakened even stronger than before.
Sam shifted so she settled atop the bulge that had formed below his underwear and flashed him a dirty smile. When she started to slowly rub herself against him, he allowed his hands to touch her flat, firm belly. Tracing the surface of the scars that formed after many years of her service in the air force, he managed to make her muscles quiver. Knowing her habits, he smiled under his breath and moved his hands along her waist, caressing her soft skin. He knew, she liked dry humping as foreplay and honestly, he had nothing against it. On the contrary, it was a moment when he could enjoy a picture of her, her with closed eyes, focused solely on her desire. The longer he watched, the faster his own desire grew.
Her breathing was rising up when she suddenly stopped. Sam looked down at his boxers, damp from their combined excitement, and tilted her head to the side, a smirk playing at the corners of her lips. "You don't need that," she declared before moving aside and helping him out of it.
Jack watched her return to the same position as before, now without that unnecessary piece of cloth. A feeling of her hotness on his bare skin, made him grasp her hips and let a quiet groan fill the room. As Sam positioned herself as she pleased, she started to repeat her moves, now giving Jack stronger pleasure then before. After a moment, when her breathing started to pick up speed, Jack thrust in just the right moment for the head of his cock to breach her entrance. Sam moaned softly and placed her hands on his chest.
"Don't rush it," he reminded himself and left her to move on him at her own pace, to accept him bit by bit until he was fully inside. Sitting on him, she straightened up trying to relax her muscles. Letting her adjust on him, his hand left her hip and moved down until his thumb found her sensitive little nub. Pressing firmly, he started to make gentle circles while his gaze fixed on her. Seeing her satisfied smile, he increased the speed of his strokes. Enjoying her soft moans, he closed his eyes, when the vibration of her phone surprised him. Sam jerked, her muscles clenching around him, and Jack had no doubt that she was just as surprised as he was. Jack looked at her and saw an apology in her eyes, but before she could move away from him, he clutched her body to his and handed her the mobile phone. Raising her eyebrows, she looked at him and took the phone from him doubtfully.
"Be a good boy," whispered Sam a second before she answered a call.
"I'm always a good boy," said Jack mischievously.
"Yes, Bill?" Sam, not breaking their deep connection, listened carefully to Dr. Lee. Jack, observing her face, tried to figure out if it was an emergency call from SGC.
"I told you to not progress with the experiment until I arrived," she rolled her eyes and his tension eased up. Nothing urgent, just the boring science.
"Now you have to do the calculations again...ah, Bill, can't it wait 2 hours?" Sam asked, shooting Jack a guilty look.
Dr. Lee's voice didn't reach him fully, but it was enough to know that he was not going to finish soon. There was only one option. It had to be Sam who would hang up the call. Jack smirked and put his hands on her waist, tickling her skin with his fingertips. It led to her body shaking nervously. As his hands grasped her hips, she took a deep breath and gave him a warning look. It made him chuckle, but didn't lower his lust for mischief. One finger found her belly button and started to circle it around. Slow and deliberate moves made her close her eyes and open her mouth hungrily. His patience with the call was over, when he felt how her muscles relaxed under his touch wanting more. After such a long wait he deserved to touch her. Right now.
Same as before his thumb slid down, found and started to rub her nub. He knew it was bad timing, he knew she would not appreciate him giving her pleasure while she was on a work call, but he didn't care. He only managed to get a few gentle caresses in before Sam's free hand darted down to firmly grasp his. Her immediate reaction amused him. She looked at him severely and mouthed his name. Should it have been a warning? If so, it didn't work, because Jack just switched hands and started to rub her again. She tried to stop him again, but he grabbed her hand before she could reach him. As his finger settled firmly on the right place, he locked gazes with her. The first moment of her surprise was replaced by defiance, which, however, lasted only a short time. Holding the phone in one hand she closed her eyes and arched her back. As Jack sped up his moves a soft moan escaped Sam's lips. Fortunately, it sounded like she agreed with something that Dr. Lee had just said. Jack was glad to see her open her eyes and quietly giggle at her own reaction, like a naughty little girl. He released his grasp and let her hand cover the bottom of the phone.
"You're a dead man," whispered Sam, smiling and started to slowly ride him. Jack couldn't deny that doing it while Dr. Lee was on the phone was weirdly hot.
Sam was evidently not paying attention to Dr. Lee's monologue, when another, louder moan escaped her lips. Her own voice woke her up from the sensual delirium and she quickly returned to Bill's voice that was now repeating her name.
"Ah, Bill, I'm sorry. I-I think the connection is bad," Sam lied.
"I think the connection couldn't be better," muttered Jack so she could hear it and thrusted against her softly to emphasize his meaning. She closed her eyes again and finally hung up in the middle of Bill's reply.
"Finally," mumbled Jack when he saw her throwing the phone on the other side of the bed.
"You!" started Sam with a feigned anger, hardly masking her desire.
"Just relax," replied Jack softly, continuing with her massage until she closed her eyes again. Her body adapted to his touch and started to move on him. Slow beginning was soon replaced by a more demanding pace that made her breaths heavier with signs of muffled moans. Arching her back, Sam gave him a signal that he was waiting for. Jack sped up her stimulation which made her to gasp louder one or two times, before she climaxed.
Her inner muscles' spasms were starting to slow down when he heard her giggle. Her face, flushed a bright cherry red, was glowing and the smile that she gave him was the most stunning thing ever. She collapsed on his chest.
"Thank you," she whispered and kissed his chest.
"Always," responded Jack.
After she rested long enough to gain her strength, Sam returned to her previous position.
"Now it's your turn," she whispered and placed her hands on his chest. When Jack felt her fingertips run over his nipples, he thrusted in with his hands grasping her hips. Trying to concentrate on his feelings, he closed eyes and helped her move in a constant rhythm that was slowly driving him over the edge, when the familiar and very unwelcome sound of a vibrating phone broke his focus.
"Jesus," cursed Jack, turning his head to the side of the bed, where Sam's mobile phone was lying. To his surprise, it wasn't the cause of the unexpected interruption.
"Jack, your phone," said Sam. She leaned to the bedside table and handed it to him.
He picked up the phone and pressed the button without looking at the name of the caller.
"O'Neill," he muttered sourly.
"Hi, Jack, it's me- Daniel. I hope I'm not bothering." Daniel's voice, cheerful as always, made him even grumpier.
"No, Daniel, of course not. You definitely did not interrupt me at 6 in the morning while my wife and I were enjoying wonderful, steamy, perfect sex." Jack wasn't ashamed at all, on the contrary, saying those words to Daniel excited him unexpectedly.
"You and your jokes Jack. I need to talk to you-,"
"I'm not kidding," Jack jumped into his speech. "Maybe you need more details. Do you want to hear it from Sam? Who is, by the way, sitting on me and.." , a soft groan escaped his mouth,"... and started to ride me, right at this moment." Jack couldn't hide his amusement by revealing their intimate play and smiled at a shocked Sam, who suddenly froze. Jack encouraged her to continue with a hand gesture and was pleased to see her biting her lip, overthinking the situation. Apparently the idea of having sex while he was on the phone excited her in the same way as him, because she proceeded in their play, which resulted in another passionate moan that escaped his lips.
"Jack?! Stop! I'm ending the call." Daniel sounded out of sorts.
"Pity, it had just started to be fun," chuckled Jack and moaned on purpose.
"Ew." It was the last thing that Jack heard from Daniel before he hung up the call.
Sam stopped after he placed his phone next to hers. It made him raise his eyebrows in a question.
"Wasn't it too bold?" asked Sam, catching her breath.
"Bold? I'll show you what is bold." Embracing her body, he pulled her on his chest and rolled with her on the side until he was on top, able to control what would happen next. With one deliberate thrust he entered her deeply and drew out a breathy gasp. Sam wrapped her legs around him to provide the best connection between their bodies and invited him for kisses that were waiting on his lips by tilting her head to the side. The long edging caused him to be restless as a teenager on his first date. The slow tempo that he used at the beginning to please both of them, was changed to the fast moves that satisfied him more than her. He knew it, but he couldn't stand that growing pressure anymore. With a few more thrusts and a loud groan he finished himself and collapsed onto Sam.
Sam, breathing still heavily, stroked his hairs with her palm calmly. "You're right. The connection was really great." Her giggles made him smile.
Enjoying their hug, he had to admit that today's encounter was extra hot. "We should do it more often," he muttered to her skin.
"What do you mean?" asked Sam, tilting her head to the side, ready to be kissed.
Kissing her neck, Jack answered. "Calling with somebody while doing it."
"Oh God. Who should be next?" asked Sam, playful.
"What about...Felger?" He didn't like the guy, but he had a thing for Sam. It could be more fun.
"Jesus, Jack. I hope you're joking," she was giggling, but he heard a tiny bit of nervousness in her voice. He just winked at her and started to slide slowly down kissing her naked body. He had work to do.
Raised eyebrows on her face showed him her surprise. "I thought you were done."
"I am, but you wanted to know what boldness is."
Jack's mouth, busy working, curved in a smile when he heard her gasp his name.