Sam had no more than closed her front door and locked it when she felt the presence of someone in her house. And her body didn't even have time to got into 'fight or flight' mode before his mouth closed over hers.

"Hi" he welcomed her home with one word before busying his mouth with her neck.

"Wait" Sam tried not to moan aloud as he tempted her, driving her slowly back into the wall. He was less rough, less fierce, but still very, very efficient. "This can't happen."

"Why not?" Jack asked unconcerned.

"Court-martial" She reminded him, and her wayward brain, at the same time as she forced herself to keep her hands off him. She could only imagine how much trouble they were in after today.

"I've got another term for you" Jack's mouth moved across her skin

"What?"

"'How about 'forced retirement'?"

"What? they can't..." Sam struggled to speak as he drove her speachless.

"They have" Jack said plainly. "I have been allowed to leave on the strict understanding that I never come back" he made it clear that was the end of it, and it was time to move on. Move down actually if his hands were any indication...

"Jack" Sam breathed as his hands found her hips.

"What?" He pressed against her.

"This isn't comfortable"

Sam gasped as she fell over the arm of the couch, Jack coming down on top of her. He tried to ease some of his weight off of her as he continued exploring her mouth with his tongue. Sam wrapped her arms around his neck and felt his muscles rigid from holding himself up off of her.

"Jack" Sam whispered.

"What?"

"You're not gonna break me you know"

Sam closed her eyes as she felt his body relax slowly and more of his weight rested against her body his legs mingled with hers and he lowered himself onto his right elbow, his hip connected with hers she felt his muscular torso against her chest. Sam moaned as every nerve ending in her body fired a message to her brain at the same time, and the blood rushed from her head leaving her almost lightheaded.

"Sam"

She almost didn't recognize her name the way he said it. It wasn't the same name everyone else called her. It was a word, an inpossibly sexy word that rolled off his lips reverently.

"Mmmm."

"C'mere" He slid slowly from the couch onto the floor taking her down with him. She followed his lead, joining him on the carpet, between the couch and the coffee table, which he pushed aside with one hand while he pulled her down next to him; then completely forgot as she lay next to him. His hands explored her lean form. Strong, callused hands with the long lean fingers she'd gotten to know so well. Fingers she'd seen at work, at play, in battle, but she'd never felt them like this. Her body was aware of every move he made, his slightest touch. She was in ecstasy, and considering where they were going, nothing had even happened yet.

She pressed closer to him,and hepulled her to him. She wrapped her left leg over him. He pulled her shirt up, and she felt it through her whole body. Sam swallowed hard as she helped Jack out of his shirt, anticipating the sensation of his skin against hers when thier eyes locked. And in that moment everything came together. The emotions, the anger, pain, rage, despair as it struck her she could do this, she could have him. Every minute of every hour of every day and there was no one going to walk in, and there was nothing going to stop them and there was no way they were going to be seperated again.

"What is it?" Jack asked as she closed her eyes.

A slow smile spread across her face and shone in her eyes. "C'mere"

The End

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