Chapter eight

From the second floor master bedroom Jack and Sam had a view of the entire valley. The lights of Tok'ona were just beginning to flicker on, as the sun set and the party-goers continued to celebrate the third anniversary of the Tauri-Tok'ra joint venture. The undertaking had been a great success for the Tok'ra people and for the Tauri as well. But what it had meant to Sam and Jack was something only they could fully appreciate.

Sam removed her dress blue jacket and her tie and hung them up in the closet, before joining Jack at the window. He raised a bottle he'd been holding behind his back.

"Madam Vice Mayor, may I pour you a glass of champagne?" Jack asked. Sam wasn't very surprised to see him holding the bottle; she had decided a while ago that nothing about this man should surprise her. He was an enigma and simply the best husband a woman could want!

"Something tells me you were planning this celebration, Jack. Yes, I'll have a glass." She was glad she was no longer nursing; it meant she could indulge in liquor and caffeine now...two things she had missed. He handed her a glass and she sipped the cool amber liquid, the bubbles tickling her nose.

"I did think we'd come home and celebrate your election and the anniversary by ourselves, Sam. But I never expected the other thing. I still can't believe I'm really Mellie's natural father," he said, shaking his head. They'd both been told many times, by people who didn't know about Martouf and Sam, that Malinda had Jack's eyes, but they had just figured her brown eyes were just the more dominant gene. After all, Sam's father and brother both had brown eyes.

"I feel positively embarrassed that I didn't know, Jack. I guess it just shows you that I'm not as smart as you think I am," Sam chuckled, and then she emptied her champagne flute and held it out for more. Jack filled her glass, and as she sipped from it, he began to undress her. First he unbuttoned her blouse and leaned in to taste the porcelain skin over her collar bone, the few light brown freckles sprinkled across her upper chest calling out to him to taste each and every one of them. And he intended to...very soon!

"Have I ever told you how beautiful you are, Sam?" he asked as he brushed his lips down her long, elegant neck and in between her breasts. When he reached her white lace bra he changed directions, placing kisses across the upper swell of her creamy-white mounds, as Sam clutched frantically at his head. And when he yanked down one cup of the bra and licked just the tip of one pink nub, Sam's entire body went into a spasm and she cried out.

"Ahhh! Yes, I think you may... Oh, Jack, please don't tease me like that!" she hissed, pressing her hands firmly to his head, encouraging him to do more.

"What do you want, Sam," he asked as he circled her nipple with his mouth, always close but never giving her what she wanted. Meanwhile his hands were busy unfastening the button and zipper of her skirt. He took a moment to lean down and help her step out of it, before tossing the skirt onto a chair in the corner of the large room.

"What do you want?" he asked again. He liked to hear her talk dirty to him while they made love, but he knew she had to be in the right frame of mind. Jack was hoping the champagne would get her there. He wasn't disappointed.

"I want you to suck my tits, Jack," she ordered firmly, using the same vulgar word for her breasts that Jack often used.

"Okay, I can do that. Let's just get this blouse off you and the bra, Sam, and then I'm gonna suck those little gals until they stand up and yell 'surrender,'" he said with a laugh. He pushed the blouse off her shoulders and held her glass, while she slipped her arms out of the long sleeves. She let the garment drop carelessly to the floor before she reached for her glass and emptied it again.

"More," she said, licking her full lips...leaving them wet and shiny and oh, so inviting. Jack took the glass from her hand, his desire to taste her lips influencing his next move. Instead of obeying her request, he set the glass on the dresser next to the bottle, before pulling her roughly against him. His mouth crushed hers, their lips mashing together harshly in his eagerness to taste her sweetness.

Jack licked her lips with his long tongue, and Sam opened her mouth and let him in, thinking she wished that tongue was somewhere else just now. But this was a good start, and so she went with it, letting him explore her mouth, while her own tongue began to stroke and caress his. They broke apart and gulped in quick breaths of air, before their lips met again. At the same time Jack's hands went around to her back and easily unfastened the clasp of her bra.

Ending the kiss he moved his hands to her shoulders, pulling the straps down her arms, watching as her breasts were revealed to him. She was magnificent! Her two full globes jutted out proudly, their perfect pink centers beckoning to him. He couldn't refuse their call, and so he bent down and placed his mouth over the entire areola of her left breast, just as Sam had taught him to do. And then he sucked...softly at first, but then much harder as he heard Sam's moans of encouragement. He knew how much she liked for him to suck her nipples, and tonight of all nights he was not going to disappoint her! With one hand on her back between her shoulder blades and the other on the swell of her ass, Jack held her close, so he could give her what she wanted.

When both nubs were rosy, swollen, and wet with his saliva, Jack decided it was time to move on to another thing that Sam loved. But first he moved her to the bed. He pulled back the covers and told her to lay down. Then he refilled their champagne glasses and placed his glass on the table next to the bed, while handing the other glass to her. Dressed in only her white satin panties, Sam leaned on one elbow and watched him with hooded eyes. She sipped her champagne as Jack walked around the room, preparing for their night of love making. He left on the one bedside lamp, knowing that tonight, more than any other, he really wanted to see her face.

He got a towel and a bottle of self-warming lubricant from the bathroom, and the box from the closet that contained the items he had ordered on line. He put the box and the towel on the floor next to his side of the bed. Then he came and stood next to where Sam lay. Picking up his glass, he drank half the contents before setting it down again. Next, while Sam watched him, Jack began to undress, slowly removing the shirt and then the trousers, before sitting down on the bed in his undershirt and boxers. He lifted one leg to his knee and was tugging off his sock, when Sam came up behind him on her knees.

She was impatient with Jack's slowness and decided to speed things up a bit. "You are taking way too long, Mister," she complained as she nibbled the back of his neck, her arms draped over his broad shoulders.

It intrigued her that his hair was still dark brown at the back of his head, while the front and sides were mostly silver now. She loved the silver in his hair. She loved the feel of it too, and right now she was enjoying rubbing her nose through the silky hair at his nape, while her hands slid down his sides to the bottom of his white undershirt. She grabbed it and jerked upward, pulling the thing over his head and throwing it to the floor. Then she continued to kiss and nuzzle the back of his neck and head, while her hands wandered over his shoulders and down his chest, tugging at the smattering of brown and silver hairs she found there. In her opinion Jack had just the right amount of chest hair...not too little and not too much.

Suddenly she found herself being pulled around his body and onto his lap, where his lips once again attacked hers. But the kiss was short-lived and left her wanting more.

"No fair, Sam! Now stay where I tell you!" he said as he stood up and turned around to dump her on the bed. Sam crawled backward until her head was on her pillow once again. She giggled as she watched Jack drop his boxers and step out of them. And then he was crawling toward her on all fours. Sam feigned fright, squealing like a school girl. But she yelped for real as Jack pinned her beneath him, his body much heavier and harder than her own. He could be very intimidating when he wanted to be. He lay there on top of her, chest to chest, hip to hip, and Sam could feel the length of his erection, its length pressed along her labia.

"Are you gonna behave now?" he asked playfully, and Sam nodded her head.

"Uh huh," she said. But there was a playful sparkle in her eyes that said otherwise.

"Good, cause I've got some new toys you don't know about yet. I saved 'em just for today, Sam. I hope you'll like them," he said to her surprised look. 'I know about the whip, but what else did he buy?' she wondered, her excitement growing.

Jack scooted over to the other side of the bed and picked up the box and the bottle of lube. He opened the box and took out a pink satin blind fold with an elastic band.

"A blindfold! Ooooh! Good idea!" she cried, rolling her hips back and forth. He had speculated that Sam might like the idea of being blindfolded, the little minx! So far in their relationship there hadn't been anything she didn't like or wasn't willing to try. Sam waited patiently while Jack covered her eyes.

Once he was certain she couldn't see, he continued. Next came the plastic ties, which he still had from his days of off world exploration. He used them to restrain her hands, fastening her wrists to the headboard above her head, but so her arms were in a relaxed position. He didn't want them to be sore later, when he hoped she'd use that whip on him!

Next Jack knelt beside her hip and hooked his fingers in the elastic of her panties, pulling them down her long legs before flicking the tiny scrap of satin and lace to the floor. Then he knelt between her legs and Sam automatically opened her thighs more, issuing an invitation that he intended to accept...but in a way he hoped she wasn't expecting. He took the other surprise out of the box and spread lube over it.

"Jack, what are you doing down there?" she complained, wiggling her hips impatiently.

"You'll see! Just give me a minute to get this thing ready," he told her.

Knowing how much Sam loved to be fucked both ways at the same time, Jack had bought her a double vibrator, one that would go into her vagina and into her ass hole at the same time. The anal probe wasn't nearly as large as him, but he figured this thing would give her the stimulation she loved, without the possibility of hurting her. Once he was sure it was well-lubricated, Jack told her to lift her legs and to rest them on his shoulders. She did as he asked, but he could sense that she was having qualms about what he might be going to do next.

"Jaack, what are you... OH! she yelped as Jack began to slide the larger probe of the vibrator into her pussy, the bulbous tip moving past her small entrance without too much difficulty. This part was about the same size as him; it was long and thick, and he knew from experience that Sam could take it all.

"Relax, baby," he told her, patting her leg affectionately. "Just relax and hold still now, and pretty soon you're gonna feel really good," Jack promised.

Once the larger penis-shaped part was just barely inside her vagina, Jack worked the tip of the shorter, narrower protuberance into her puckered hole and then gave it a little push, watching Sam's face for her reaction.

"Jeeezus! Jack, what is that?" she chirped. Her thighs automatically moved closer together, and her butt muscles tightened as she reacted to the intrusion. Jack patted her thigh and she relaxed once again, letting her legs fall open.

"It's okay! Now open up and hold still, baby. I'm gonna fuck you both ways at the same time."

Jack gripped the dual vibrator like a gun, one finger between the two shafts as he pushed it slowly inside her, listening and watching for Sam's reaction. He saw her chest rise as she sucked in a big breath of air. Then he pushed in a little harder, once, twice more, and finally both parts were in as far as they could go.

"Okay?" he asked as she smoothed a hand over her belly. She was breathing a lot faster now, and her knees had begun to shake. He was pretty sure she was alright. He just needed to be certain.

"Oh, yeah, really okay. Does it vibrate?" she asked, and Jack threw his head back and roared with laughter. That was his Sam, always thinking.

"Yah sure, you bet'cha!" he replied, still grinning.

With his free hand, Jack turned the dial and felt the thing begin to pulse in his right hand. He immediately began guiding it in and out of her snug passages, while Sam's body began to hum with tension. It wasn't long before she was rocking her hips up and down and telling him to fuck her harder. He complied. It wasn't long before he felt her legs lift a bit from his shoulders as her muscles tensed. And then her back arched up off the bed, as little grunts and groans escaped her lips, her vocalizations gradually morphing into one long keening sound.

Suddenly Sam came harder than he'd ever seen her come before. And a minute later, as he continued to pump the dual vibrator into her ass and pussy at the same time, she came again. He body lifted even higher off the bed as she held onto the bars of the headboard, screaming till he thought his eardrums would break.

At the same time, her legs had clamped together and were gripping his neck in a choke hold that left Jack fighting for air and seeing stars.

TBC

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