Chapter 9: Attraction Part 2

Layers of clothing were tossed to the floor. It was almost symbolic. No more barriers. No more 'what if's'. No more thoughts of consequences. Nothing remained to separate them.

He traced the outline of her body with hungry eyes. It seemed hard to believe. She was here, naked, in his bed, under him, waiting for him to begin the very act their bodies had secretly desired, yet their minds had always chosen to deny.

Ripples of lean muscle outlined his forearms as he pinned her against the cotton comforter. She reveled in the pleasant warmth of his firm body as he moved over her, one hand supporting his weight beside her, the other already at her leg, bending her knee so her foot was flat on the bed.

Her skin burned with tingly arousal as his fingers discovered how wet she was. She gasped when he found her aching clitoris… his callused fingertips swirling… stimulating… exciting her… dipping quickly below for more moisture before returning to her throbbing need. He followed her lead - her thoughts directing how hard, how fast, how she needed him.

Heat radiated between them and her breathing quickened. Her knees came together, clamping his hand tightly against her. It was unlike anything he had ever experienced before. He could actually feel the intensity of her orgasm surging through his own body - the arousing pleasure forcing pre-cum from his cock. It was unexpectedly incredible. Erotically exhilarating.

Her breathing evened out and he felt her hold loosen on his hand as her knees bent out on either side of him. He couldn't help but think how beautiful she was laying there with her eyes closed and legs opened wide, completely surrendered to him, consumed by the pleasurable aftershocks of her climax.

She knew he was ogling over her – felt him, smiled at him. Knew what he was going to do next. What they were going to do next. Wanted this so badly. Waited so long. Yet still couldn't help but feel somewhat anxious.

He moved over her, guiding his erection into position, but was surprised when he felt resistance as her inner muscles instinctively contracted. He pulled back slightly and pushed inward a bit more, forcing more of himself inside. He was large and her tight muscles strained to stretch around him, but he knew it was more than that.

"Sam?" He questioned, searching her eyes and mind for an explanation.

"Sorry. It's been a long time," she confided, hoping that simple, yet truthful answer, would be enough.

But he intuitively understood. He heard her thoughts and sensed how her desire was coupled with uneasiness, never realizing until this moment that she had not been with another man during the time he commanded SG-1. She had silently longed for him all these years, knowing it would only cause her more pain if she were to ever lose him. And since their work put them at risk every time they stepped through the Stargate, losing him was a very real risk. He also recognized her conflicted desire to serve her country and yet be free to be a woman… a woman who had desires and needs which hadn't been met. He perceived how badly she wanted this moment… NEEDED it. And yet was wishing she could just shut out her mind and not seem so anxious because everything she had ever wanted was looking into her eyes right now. And he knew that on top of all the sexual desire and need she felt, she honestly feared that if they did this… took this irreversible step together… that fate would somehow step in and cruelly take it all away.

Sam, it's ok. I know. I'm here.

She held her breath, and consciously forced herself to let it out. They were together now. That's what really mattered. Surely the universe could grant her this one selfish thing. Surely this one moment together wouldn't irrevocably change the tides of some cosmic force destined to keep them apart. Surely she didn't wait all these years to be with him only for something or someone to take it all away.

"I'm not going anywhere," he spoke with tender confidence.

She closed her eyes and nodded hopefully.

Then he looked down at his erection and smirked, "I'd have a hard time going anywhere like this anyway."

She giggled, thankful for the unexpected levity. They both paused, smiling at each other, connecting eyes. Connecting hearts. And then he leaned in and kissed her. Licked a line along her lower lip until she opened her mouth for him, responding to his touch. Then he let out a hungry groan as he felt her take charge, wrapping her hands around his neck, confidently seeking him out with her lips and her tongue, then catching his bottom lip with her teeth and pulling at it until it came free.

"Niiice," he grinned, and then lowered his mouth over a nipple. He suckled and then held the nipple gently with his teeth while his tongue flicked back and forth over the tip of it. Carter arched beneath him, but he held her down and couldn't help but smile into her breast as he held her in place.

He continued on to the other nipple and she began to rock her hips beneath him, desperately trying to rub against him, trying to create some sort of friction, needing to satisfy the pulsing need growing deep inside her.

He shifted his weight and now she could feel his hand between them, moving up from her thigh until it found how wet she was. Wet for him He positioned himself and slowly nudged his erection in, intentionally entering only slightly, then pulling out and pushing back in a little more, negotiating territory with every calculated push, advancing deeper each time. Soon she was moaning in pleasure beneath him and spreading her knees fully at each side, opening herself completely to him. His hand slid past her thigh and gripped her ass as he gave one last determined thrust.

He was completely inside her now, pressed snuggly against her cervix. He held himself there, taking a deep breath, taking in her sweet scent, flooded by the realization he was really inside her, and convinced that if he moved at all, he was going to come for sure. He tried to steady his breathing and regain his sense of control. Wanted to make their first time last.

But soon she was squirming under him to get him moving. Her legs wrapped around his back allowing him to enter her more deeply than before. He pulled back and sunk into her, embedding his cock deep inside her willing body, hitting a sensitive spot and sending a thrill of pleasure up her spine.

He thrust urgently again, and again… groaning at the amazing view before him. She was the picture of perfection: golden blond hair on his comforter, blue eyes flooded with desire for him, cheeks rosy from arousal he was creating in her, and breasts bouncing for him with each thrust. It was all for him.

He wanted to take things slowly, but she was pushing up to meet his thrusts and he couldn't help but pick up his pace. He pounded against her in return, forcing unrecognizable sounds from their mouths as their bodies slapped together. Angling his hips, he continued penetrating her, sinking his erection deep into her warmth, feeling his heart pound inside of him and the rushing sound of his arousal demanding to be fulfilled yet trying to hold out as long as possible.

Moans of pleasure were accompanied by the sound of their bodies colliding together. Their minds were flooded to the point that they couldn't even tell where his excitement ended and hers began. It was all the same. Every feeling heightened. Every move intensified. Every pleasured shared.

His hand moved between them and stimulated her. He knew she was almost there. He felt her climax building and moved his fingers fervently while he continued pumping into her, reveling in how her tight flesh hugged his cock and how she made little gasps every time he thrust into her.

He could feel it. He could feel the intense waves of her climax as she came. It engulfed her and then washed over him. It was so powerful – so raw and erotic - that he could not hold himself anymore and his release overtook him.

He wrapped his arms around her body, holding her tight while he came and his fluids combined with her own. They were one now. Their bodies were joined, just like their thoughts and feelings were. Completely and entirely one.

And he knew right there that he didn't care how that crystal thingy worked. He was just glad it did.