A/N: Explicit sexual content continues ahead! I know I split up the scene, feel free to go back if you need to.

And it continues...

He slid his arm up, wrapping it diagonally across her chest as he lowered her to the ground, her heels making contact with the floor as he kept her pinned to him protectively. His other hand remained at her neck as his sunk his teeth into her collarbone, tasting her with a gravelly groan. "I want you Carter. I want to bury myself deep inside of you and never come out."

"God." She breathed. Even as her clit thrummed from her release, there's nothing she wanted more than to feel him thrusting, hard and deep. And when she rocked her hips back into him in encouragement, he growled and steered her to the set of beds fast, wrapping his hands around her wrists and guiding them to the edge of the top bunk. Then he slid his hands up onto hers and tucked her fingers around the lip, his command hot in her ear.

"Stay."

He unbuttoned her jeans quickly from behind, hooked his thumbs in the waistband and yanked her pants and underwear down together fast. Grabbing an ankle at a time, he lifted her feet and pulled the clothes away, leaving her naked in front of him. His clothes were next and then he was pressed up tight against her again, his rock-hard shaft thrusting between her cheeks…a low approving growl in her ear as his hands touched what they wanted to. Grasping and rubbing, squeezing and tweaking until she was panting, her body aching for him.

She felt messy between her legs, her release mixing with new arousal. And when his hands wrapped around her thighs to pull them apart, she shivered as the air hit her soaking folds. A sharp gasp followed when his long hard cock slid against her slit, gliding through her pink flesh and over her sensitive clit as he rocked against her; his hands sliding up the front of her body.

He kept his chest pressed tight to her back, his hips undulating steadily as he slid through. "Oh God..." Feeling him getting coated, hearing the wet sound of him on every pass. Wrapping his fingers around her jawline, he turned her head and she could hear his rough grunts in her ear as he leaned his forehead against her temple. "Carter…" The rough whisper of her name had her teetering, every deep pass over her entrance, over her clit, driving her mad with need. "Yes sir…" she whispered back.

He stopped, leaving himself against her. She whimpered, aching from the loss and tried to push back into him but his fingers gripped her hip hard, holding her still with a growl. He slid and stopped again. "Please…" she moaned.

"Please what Carter."

"Please fuck me…sir." She couldn't believe the words were coming out of her mouth. Sure, she'd said them in her dreams, when he had her bent over her workbench, taking her from behind…but it sounded foreign in the air between them now.

Still…she couldn't remember wanting anything more.

He slid and stopped again, his voice low and dark. "Do you have any idea what it did to me to see someone else touching you?"

"No sir."

He slid and stopped. "I wanted to kill him." The words quivered with rage and he slid and stopped again, wrapping his arms around her waist and breasts tight.

"You're mine Carter."

"Yes sir, I'm yours…only yours."

Without hesitation, he tilted his hips, bent his knees and thrusted deep inside of her. She cried out as he straightened and buried himself.

His body shuddered hard. So hard, it vibrated her through his tight embrace; and she heard his deep quivering moan through clenched teeth as her walls pulsed around him. She felt him twitch hard inside of her as he released some, fighting hard against letting go completely.

"Fuck." His hissed. "Say it again."

"I'm yours." She gasped. So close…

He growled, only pulling out an inch or two before thrusting again, hard and deep just as he promised; the short thrusts ripping the air out of her lungs.

It was the first time she came without making a sound.

Her body tensed and then it was shaking uncontrollably as her orgasm flowed through her. He grunted her name in her ear, thrusting hard until her shaking subsided.

When he stopped deep inside, her arms dropped to her sides as she found herself struggling to take a full breath, managing only sips of air as the tail of her orgasm passed. He loosened his hold.

"Breathe Sam…" She could hear the hint of worry in his voice as he slipped out of her and turned her around, pulling her into his arms. His hands rubbed her back gently, as he supported her; the sips turning into small gasps as her chest expanded.

He cradled her neck and met her eyes, "Okay?"

She nodded and he guided her down, easing her onto the lower bunk before lying on his side next to her; his hand drifting up and down her sternum as she recovered completely.

He saw tears gathering in the corners of her eyes and his breath hitched. "Sam?"

She shook her head, dismissing his concern with a wavering smile and pulling his mouth to hers. It was a kiss of contentment and he got lost in it, moaning softly as her tongue found his, his fingers grazing her jawline gently until she pulled away.

He looked down as she spread her legs apart. There was a flicker of recognition in his eyes and she knew he wouldn't chase after the reason for her tears. Instead he gave her what she asked for, moving between her thighs without a word or a second thought. And when she pulled her knees up and spread her legs wider, she watched as he hardened again.

He butterflied his knees out, bracing his upper body on his forearm as he leaned his head over her breast, his rolling tongue pulling her nipple taut with ease. She arched her back with a breathy moan as he tugged it between his lips and sucked on it. He let it go with a hum, "I'm gonna make you come again Sam."

She moaned, her fingernails scraping through the short hair at his nape as he switched to the other hard peak; licking, pulling and sucking as she reached between them and wrapped her fingers around his length. He groaned and closed his eyes, spreading his knees out wider and rolling his hips as he thrusted into her hand. "God, and you're going to make me come…again," He muttered hoarsely.

She pulled her knees back and guided him to her entrance, and on his next thrust, he was breaching. He slid in slowly, twitching the whole way as she tightened like a vise around him, relishing the moment and wanting to feel every inch. His voice was straining as he met her eyes, "Jesus, you're killing me."

When his hips were flush with hers, he stopped…panting from the effort of holding back.

She reached underneath his arms and grabbed his ass hard. And as he pulled out slowly, she put her feet flat on the mattress and tilted her hips, using her long legs to thrust up and sheathe him again. "Shit." He breathed as he froze.

She thrusted up again, arching her back slow as he stayed braced above her, the next time taking the full length of him from underneath, "Sam..." he groaned, sliding his hand between them hurriedly, circling her slick and swollen nub with his thumb.

She gasped at the flash of heat, pulling her bottom lip between her teeth as she started moving faster. He bent his head, watching his thick cock disappear inside of her with each thrust from below, "God, look at you..." Grunting, he closed his eyes, "Fuck, I'm close…" And then he was leaning over her, tucking his head next to hers as his fingers dug underneath them and grabbed her ass, holding her still as he rolled into her with a fluid rhythm. Sam gasped, pulling her knees back and watching his back flex as he undulated his hips into her fast. The train jerked suddenly, slamming him into her hard. He cursed as she cried out.

Jack…" she panted the high-pitched warning as the building wave of pleasure approached quickly. He opened his eyes and turned his head to her, using his grip to tilt her ass back.

"Come for me Sam…I wanna hear you," he huffed, his thrusts were deep and steady, hitting the good spot as she dug her fingernails into his back, clinging onto him for dear life. Then her body seized as the force of the orgasmic wave hit her hard; her low shaking moan flowing through the room as the impact took her off her feet and swept her out to sea.

He shuddered as he watched her come, pulling his hands out from underneath and wrapping his arms under hers, as his hips rolled in small tight circles, grinding her through it as her walls fluttered around him. His face pinched as he groaned through clenched teeth. "Christ you feel too fucking good..."

Unable to hold on any longer, he sunk his teeth into her shoulder and came apart with a muffled roar; his hips jerking violently as he emptied into her over and over again. Releasing her shoulder, he buried his face in the crook of her neck as his body shook hard with the aftershocks, ragged groans puffing against her skin until he collapsed on top of her.

She welcomed the weight, wrapping her arms and legs around him, anchoring herself as her senses swirled slowly back to center. She fingered through the sweaty edges of his hair as his heavy breathing eased, remembering how long and how hard he had held back as he waited for her to come first.

She slid his head over gently, cradling it in the crook of her shoulder so she could turn her head and look at him. His eyes were still closed, and she smiled at his peaceful expression and slightly parted lips. When his breathing deepened, and his body went slack, she laid one leg flat and used the other to roll him slowly to the side. She managed the move without waking him, allowing the mattress to support half of his weight. Keeping his head cradled, she resisted the urge of kissing him, whispering softly to him instead. "I love you Jack O'Neill."

Closing her eyes, she smiled contently. Not in her wildest fantasies had she ever thought it could be this good, that he would give himself to her so completely. The intensity of it all was almost overwhelming and she felt her chest swell at the thought of spending the rest of her life with this man.

She sighed as the dream faded and reality set in.

If only they could get out of this mess.

Her stomach knotted slowly as she thought about their odds of getting out of this. Even in a different country, how long could they manage to evade Knight and the bounty on their heads? Not to mention the police. Once forensics linked Cruz's death to them, the murders crossing state lines would automatically put them in the crosshairs of the FBI. And eventually they would be tracked down, whether by satellite based facial recognition or a local recognizing their pictures off the television. It was all just a matter of time.

They both new the immediate concern was their next stop in Sacramento. It wouldn't take long for whoever tracked Cruz's car to guess which train they had gotten onto and try to beat them there. The train trip was just under sixteen hours, by car it was eight hours, by plane…two. Plenty of time for someone to plan out every detail, map every possible escape route. Bribe whoever needed to be bribed to look the other way.

She opened her eyes, feeling the weight of it all bearing down on her. As much as she wanted to stay in his arms, she knew she had to get up and get to work. Putting her hand on his chest, she felt his strong heartbeat thudding against her palm and took a moment to commit it all to memory before easing herself out from under him. She held her breath as he moaned and rolled the rest of the way onto his stomach, then released it slowly when he didn't waken. Her eyes fell on the glaring red marks on his back from her nails and she winced, cursing herself for letting herself so get carried away. She thought about how she'd go about apologizing to him later as she pulled the sheet from the top bunk and draped it over him.

After taking a quick shower, she pulled on a pair of black sweatpants and a matching black Star Trek t-shirt with the Enterprise emblazoned on the front. She'd never admit that out of the forty-five minutes it had taken her to shop at Walmart, almost fifteen of it had been spent deliberating over which loud t-shirts to buy for them. The Enterprise had reminded her of Jack and made her giggle, so of course she couldn't pass it up.

As the sun finished setting through the window next to her, she finally found something.

She was sorting through one of Knight's Singapore based offshore accounts when she came across large daily deposits from a shell corporation listed only as KNC LLC. Two firewalls later, she traced the IP address to Knight's firm in Colorado Springs. She winced as she hacked into the FBI database and siphoned a remote access program, using Harry's encryption program to cover her tracks. "Put it on my tab," she muttered. A couple of more firewalls and she was able to access the computer remotely, activating the camera first to see if anyone was around. When the video showed an empty high back leather chair with cherry wood bookshelves lined behind it, she started her search.

After taking some time picking through the hard drive, she found a large hidden file which was accessed daily. She stifled a squeak as she quickly by-passed the password protection and opened it. Her eyes widened as she scanned the random sequences of letters and numbers. It was a master list, and it was coded. But the headings weren't, and it didn't take a genius to figure them out.

GOV for government, LEG for legal, MIL for military. Her eyes locked on SGC and the list of coded names underneath. She felt her heart skip a beat as her mouth went dry; suddenly finding it hard to swallow as she stood up and paced the small room. It was one thing for NID to be involved, she almost expected it…but how long? How long had there been moles working for this criminal maniac in their midst within the confines of the SGC?

She turned to Jack and thought about waking him, but it wouldn't change anything; she still needed to decode the names. Another trip to the FBI database would be necessary to obtain a crypto program that could handle the task.

Then they needed a way to contact Daniel and let him know.

She closed her eyes and took some deep breaths, suddenly feeling the stress taking its toll. She needed some coffee. Her stomach growled and she sighed. Okay and maybe they could use some sandwiches too since they'd missed lunch and it was passing dinnertime.

She grabbed their room key and some cash, taking a quick glance back at Jack before slipping out quietly.