A/N: THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS ADULT MATERIAL. Just though I might warn you. Hope you like it. Ok, so I replaced this chapter because of the grammar errors. Hope its better. I promise to read the next chapter before posting because this was really bad.

Chapter 8

Jack stopped by the grocery store before heading home. Samantha Carter was finally going to his place. He wanted to be sure that they had everything they might need. He would give her the world if he could. He would die for her, kill for her. He loved her more than life and that scared the hell out of him. And they were going to have a child. The thought alone made him want to jump up and down. He was like a teenager. It was like this was his first love. Everything seemed new and exciting to him. Even her smile made him shiver.

After arriving at his home he cleaned up a bit (he had cleaned it two days prior to that moment). It had to be perfect for her. He was very nervous. Why am I nervous? Get yourself together Jack O'Neill. You're almost 50 years old for crying out loud. Stop acting like a teenager.

The doorbell rang. He took a deep breath and opened the door. In the other side was Sam. She had changed cloths and was now wearing a cute green tank top and a pair of denim shorts. She looked amazing. At least that was what Jack thought. He thought she was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen.

- Like my cloths?

He had been looking at her for 5 minutes without saying a word. His chin had felt to the ground and he was just staring at her like a hungry man would look at food for the first time in weeks.

- You look ok.

That was all he managed to say after "regaining conscience".

- May I come in?

- Oh, sorry. Yes, come in. I'll carry your bags.

- Thank you.

They walked in and after Jack placed her back in the closet he broke the silence.

- You can put your cloths in that closet but you'll have to arrange them later.

- Why not now?

- Because now I was thinking about introduce you to my bedroom.

- I'll just be arranging my cloths if you need me

- Is this about that kiss in the parking lot?

- What makes you say that?

- Come on. Look I'm sorry. You can definitely resist me.

- Yes I can. That's why I'll be arranging my things.

- Oh, that's just evil. You come here dressed like that and ….

- Dressed like what?

- Darn sexy.

She smiled. One of those smiles that melted him.

- Please don't torture me.

- I thought you could handle torture. Isn't that what you're trained for?

- I can handle being tied up in the middle of the jungle and being beaten up by goons and stuff like that. What I can't handle is this. You're killing me.

- Good. So let me make it worse.

She approached him and placed a kiss him the corner of his lip. Then she placed her hand on his ribs under his shirt. She touched him in a way that made his internal temperature rise. Then for the final blow she gave him the most wonderful kiss he had ever experienced: she licked his lower lip and then she bit it. She placed her lips on his in a sweet way and then she "inflicted" the passion. Her tongue was everywhere inside his mouth. She was good. More than good, she was perfect.

She drove him to madness before stopping.

- I'll be arranging my things if you need me.

- Oh, no you won't.

He grabbed her and kissed her. He made her melt at his touch.

- I can do it too you know? If I go down you'll come down with me.

He kissed her neck in a spot that made her groan with pleasure. Then he let go.

- I'll be in the backyard while you arrange your stuff.

- Oh, just shut up.

Now she was the one that grabbed him. She pinned him against a wall and took his shirt off. She kissed his neck then his chest and then his abs. She was exploring every inch of his body with her mouth, with her tongue and with her hands.

He thought about protesting but that though faded within seconds. She was perfect. Never had a woman made him lose it like this. He didn't even know where he was. All he knew was her. She was there (wherever that was) kissing him and touching him like he had never been touched or kissed before. He felt like this was his first time. He was nervous and excited. He felt her everywhere. How can she be everywhere? How can she touch me like this? Oh, I'm going to lose it. I have to do something.

- Now it's my turn.

He took of her tank top only to find a gorgeous red bra.

- Lovely.

That was all he could say before starting to kiss her breasts. Like she had been doing to him he started exploring her body with his hands, mouth and tongue. They backed up and felt to the couch. But that didn't interrupt the exploration. Not even an atomic bomb could do that. There was nothing there but each other. They had lost the sense of space and time. For them it was there and now. Nothing else mattered. All the worries and fears had left the building.

- Is that offer of introducing me to your bedroom still up?

- What do you think? Of course it is.

- Not that I mind the sofa or anything. But I would like to get to know your bed. And you did promise me that I would meet your bed.

- Sure thing.

They moved to the bedroom but didn't stop kissing. They hit the walls a couple of times but made it to the bedroom safely.

- This… Is… It… Sam… This…. Is…my… Bed...Bed… this… Is… Sam.

He spoke between kisses so his word came out a bit weak. Sam giggled at his words.

They backed up to the bed but missed it (seen that neither of them was looking at where they were heading). They felt to the ground. Jack's back made a load sound when they came in contact with the wood floor.

- Are you ok?

The concern was visible in all her features.

- I'm fine. What do you say next time we stop kissing while going towards the bed. Or at least next time one of us should watch where we're going while the other continues the kissing part. What do you think about my idea?

- Next time I'll look. And you'll kiss.

- Fine by me.

They got up to the bed. Jack took off Sam's shorts and started kissing her legs. She did the same with his pants. There was noting between them but their underwear. And that had to come off as well.

Jack took of her bra and started working on her breasts with his mouth. He bit her nipple making her go to places she'd never been before. He was making her feel opposite sensations at the same time. She was hot and cold at the same time (the cold came from the shivers he was making her feel). She was in the verge of madness, she knew she couldn't hold on much longer but she didn't want him to stop doing that either. She wanted him inside her but at the same time didn't. It was amazing to be feeling all those feelings and sensations at the same time.

Jack was feeling just like her. He was feeling everything she was feeling. They were one. He wanted to go inside her. To make her jump with him beyond madness, beyond reality. He wanted to take her to a place no one has ever been before. To a place that they could call theirs because he knew that what they had was special.

Never had he felt this amount of pleasure. It was overwhelming. He took off her panties. She was so wet, ready for him to go in. But no. Not yet. He was going to hang on to it a bit longer. He started exploring her with his fingers making her groan with pleasure.

She took of his shorts and begun exploring him too. He was so hard. He was ready for her too. It had to be now. They had to go now.

- Jack please. I need you.

She was begging him. He knew he couldn't hang on much longer so he entered her.

It felt so good to be inside her. They moved together making each other enter madness. It felt so good, so right.

It was hard to breath. But he had to say it one more time.

- I love you so much.

- I love you too.

Then it was over. They went to a place of their own and they went together.

- God that was…

- Don't talk. Restore your energy.

- Why? What to give it another try?

- Eventually.

- You're crazy. You do know I'm almost 50 don't you? What do you want? To kill me?

She giggled.

- No. I said eventually. I'm tired too.

He got up and grabbed his shorts. After getting putting those on he spoke.

- I'm going downstairs to get something to eat.

She got up too.

- Eat? That sounds good.

She encircled her arms around his neck.

- Will you bring me something or do I have to go with you?

- I'll bring you something. Rest for a while. What do you want?

- Do you have any apples?

- Oh, the forbidden fruit. Yeah. Want one?

- No I'm just making an inventory of what you have in your house. Dahhh. Of course I want one.

- Dahhh? Its dahhh isn't it? Now you'll have to go get it yourself and I'm going to have to torture you.

He started tickling her.

- Stop that. I'm sorry.

- Ok. I'll bring you your apple.

- Thank you. You're so sweat.

She placed a soft kiss on his lips. That kiss triggered something inside them.

- You know what?

- What?

- Forget about the food.

Soon enough they were on the bed again kissing each other passionately.

As for what happened next I'll leave it to your imagination.

TBC

A/N: Hope you liked it. Thanks for the reviews.