Chapter 11 - Mature

Desire pooled heavily in Jack's groin and he was breathless with need as he laid Sam gently on his bed. He paused briefly to rid himself of his T-shirt and unbutton his jeans. The tight restriction agony on his throbbing cock. Sam stared at the expanse of broad chest revealed, sprinkled with salt and pepper hair that arrowed down his taught abdomen, to disappear in his jeans. She swallowed the saliva that gathered at the thought of tasting each inch of exposed skin. She wanted this man with an intensity that was almost frightening.

Sam sat up and slowly began to remove her shirt, keeping her eyes focused on his own limpid, brown pools. She could hardly restrain herself from panting and the man had barely touched her. Jack reached out and stilled her hand. "Let me." His voice was quiet and rough. He gently laid his hands on her rib cage, just under her breasts and began to smoothly lift her shirt over her shoulders and off. His eyes drifted for a long moment over her breasts, following the path of his fingers as they caressed her through the thin cotton of her bra.

Sam gasped as he made contact with her nipples. The hard nubs drawing to sharp attention at his light touch. She groaned when his hands slid away, but they moved around, stroking their sure way to the back clasp of her bra. Jack paused, meeting her eyes and asking silent permission to remove the barrier.

Sam nodded and watched her bra fall away. Jack brought his hands back around to cup Sam's breasts, weighing each as he dragged his thumbs roughly over her acutely sensitive nipples. Jack dropped his head and took her left nipple in his mouth to suckle, as his thumb and fingers continued to rub and pull with growing pressure on the other. Sensation shot through Sam like small lightning bolts from her breasts to her clit. She could feel her wetness gathering and she pressed her hips to his, seeking relief from the growing ache.

Jack moaned as her hips dragged over his rock hard penis. Never in his life had Jack felt so alive and so close to losing control so quickly. His body was screaming for him to take her and thrust mindlessly to completion. It would be over in seconds, he was so aroused and ready. Jack ground his hips into hers, seeking relief from the tension coiled tight in his balls. He released her nipple and rested his head on her shoulder. "Carter, help me. You have to help me. I want you so bad. I need you so bad."

Sam roused at his words. Her eyes were heavy lidded with desire and she was swirling in her own pool of overwhelming need. "Wha...?"

Jack gathered strength and pulled his body away from her. "Take off the rest of your cloths." Jack quickly shed his own offending garments and when she was finished, he gathered her again into his chest, trying desperately to control his body.

Jack had to touch her. The need to caress every inch of her skin, to learn every inch of her, overroad his own body's desire for release. Jack's hands stroked down Sam's body from shoulder to hip and lingered. He bent and nibbled on her ear and caressed the lobe with his tongue, sending shivers through her. Goose flesh rose on Sam's arms and legs and Jack smiled, pleased with her reaction. "How will I find you, Sam?" He whispered low and soft into her ear. The sound of his voice, rough edged with need, screamed along her senses and she groaned.

"Wet, so wet. Jack, please . . . touch me." Sam was all but begging and didn't care. Nothing mattered but that he touch her.

Jack's breath went out of him in a rush and his hand slipped down to brush Sam's thigh to her knee and back up. Sam's legs fell apart in open invitation and her eyes sank shut, her every nerve focused on the path of his fingers. Jack stroked through the blonde hairs, already moist, and parted her slick folds. She was swollen and unbelievably wet. The feel of her brought Jack to the knife edge of his control.

"Jesus, Carter, you're soaked and I've hardly touched you." Wonder at her body's response to his own shot electric sparks of need straight up Jack's spine. He brought his lips to hers and thrust his tongue deep into her mouth, sweeping and stroking against her own until they were both gasping for air. Jack's fingers continued their slow exploration, circling around and around Sam's opening before gliding up to stroke her throbbing clit.

Sam was lost in sensation. Her hips thrust involuntarily, her body begging for penetration and Jack willingly complied. He sank first one finger into her entrance and felt her body contract, seeking to hold him inside. He slipped his finger out and added a second. Sam began thrusting against his fingers, seeking to ease the incredible pressure building in her groin.

"Jack, please, I want you inside me." Sam was panting, need coiling heavy in her body. Every nerve ending screaming for him to enter and end the torment. "We can go slow later. I need you now, please."

Jack gazed at her, eyes black and heavy. He brought his fingers away from her aching center and to his mouth, they were slick and glistening with her juices. Jack inhaled and licked each finger, slowly sucking the moisture off each one. Sam had never seen anything more erotic in her life. "I love the way you smell. You taste so good. I've wanted to taste you for so long."

Sam closed her eyes, torn between desires, before the overwhelming need to have him inside her won out. "Jack, please." She was panting. "Inside me, now."

Jack still wanted to taste her, to lick and suck her sweet folds, but he could see the pain and need written on her face. He felt the same need. His cock was throbbing and aching, demanding he take her and sink into her, to thrust, wet and slick with her juices.

Jack groaned and kneeled between Sam's spread legs. He grasped one thigh and dragged it high on his hips, opening her. Sam reached down and grasped him, guiding him. Annointing his swollen cock with her juices as he slid through her folds and came to rest against her opening, teasing, not yet entering. Sam moaned and wrapped her thighs around his hips, thrusting upward in urgent demand, forcing Jack inside her.

Jack was lost. She was so tight around him and sensation screamed along his cock, drawing his balls up snug to his body. He began a slow rhythm, thrusting in and out. Sam milked him with her inner muscles, her release building unbelievably fast. Nothing in her life had ever felt this incredibly good. She used all her strength to thrust her hips up, meeting him stroke for stroke, taking all he had to give.

Jack's control was shattering. The wet feel of her inner muscles stroking and gripping his cock was too good to be believed. His release was building high and fast. When he felt near to breaking, he felt Sam's breath explode against his neck. She was keening and gripped him with arms and legs as her inner muscles spasmed and release washed over her. "Yes, God yes, Jack. Come. Now. Please. I need to feel you come." With Sam's words, Jack let go and orgasm crashed through him, wave after wave of sensation clawing as he thrust fast and hard to completion.