The sun was well and truly up by the time either of them woke. Jack was first, but he merely pulled her close and shut his eyes again, drifting in to a light snooze. When Sam woke she thought she was dreaming. She stretched languidly against him, pressing her breasts up into his chest, as she ran one leg up the outside of his before hooking her calf around his thigh and grinding herself against him. A needy hum escaped her lips when she felt his hardness. Jack roused from his light sleep and reacted instantly. He rolled her beneath him, pinning her arms above her head, and rocking his erection against her centre. His lips claimed hers before he was fully conscious. His mouth was demanding but she submitted willingly, opening under him. His tongue plundered hers, stoking the flames of desire. He brought his left hand down to caress her right breast, alternating between kneading it, and tweaking the nipple. They broke for air, his lips shifting over her chin and across her jawline, his stubble prickling and teasing her sensitive skin. He raised his head to quickly nip at her earlobe before diving back to her neck. He opened his mouth and sucked at her delicate flesh just above her collarbone. A few more strokes of his hard cock stimulated her clit enough to send her over the edge.

"Oh, God, Jack! Jack, yes." She screamed.

Pulling his lips off her body for only long enough to pull her bra over her head, reconnecting with her skin he blazed a trail along her collarbone, and down the centre of her rib cage, detouring to pay homage to each breast. Licking, nipping, and sucking each nipple, palming and squeezing each globe. Her body was on fire. His talented mouth and hands continued their journey south, her whole body quivering as he passed beyond her belly button. He could smell her sex, it was intoxicating. Not being able to resist any longer, he took hold of her panties and pulled them off her. Settling between her legs, he pushed her thighs out to the side and sank his tongue into her folds, finding and teasing her clit. Just as she thought she was going to come again, he'd move down to lap at her pussy, sticking his tongue as far up inside her as he could manage. Over, and over he'd bring her to the edge. She'd go insane if he didn't make her cum this time. His attention back on her clit, he slipped a finger inside her, thrusting experimentally then adding another. Twisting his hand so that his palm was face up, he began curling his fingers back and forth, rubbing the pads of his digits against her G-spot. She began to writhe below him, so he laid an arm cross her belly to keep her still, and increased the suction on her clit.

"Jack, Jack. Oh, Jack. Yeah. Uh, Holy, Jack!"

Her second orgasm made the first seem insignificant. A tsunami compared to a gentle wave. She arched off the bed, her head thrown back and her ass clenched. He'd taken his mouth off her, but this fingers continued to stroke her. He tugged his underwear down with the other hand and pushed himself up the bed. He lined his cock up with the opening of her pussy, removing his fingers and replacing them with his hard length. He was big, so big, stretching her wider and going deeper than even her biggest vibrator ever had. His mouth latched on to her neck again, this time on the opposite side. His cock pulled out slightly before being thrust back in again, deeper still. She spread her legs further apart, wanting to give him as much access as possible. Four more thrusts and he was fully seated within her. He stilled for a moment, then withdrew all most all the way out before slamming back inside.

"Oh!" she exclaimed.

He did it again. She could feel his balls slap against her ass.

"Oooh."

"You're mine." He growled on the next thrust.

"Ooh yeah!" She felt so wanton, so needy.

His left hand slid under her shoulder and up her spine, fingers closing around a handful of hair, forcing her to tilt her had back. Thrust.

"Jack!"

"You're mine, say it."

Thrust.

"I'm yours, Jack."

Thrust.

"All yours."

Thrust.

"Mine. Forever." He roared, sinking his teeth into her exposed neck. His pace increased and he had to release her throat. Soon he was pounding her into the mattress so hard he thought she might just break. But still she begged for more.

"O-o-oh. Ja-ac-ck, do-o-on't sto-op!"

Her third orgasm was barrelling down on her like a freight train, and she could tell he wasn't far behind.

"Oooohhh." She moaned, her pussy clenching. "Ja...a... Jaaack, Jack."

With one final thrust, he emptied himself inside her. His orgasm prolonged by the tightness of her pussy as it spasmed around him.

"Wrap your legs around me." He told her. "I wanna stay inside you as long as possible."

"Mmm, Jack." She did as he asked. Relishing the feeling of his weight on top of her.

"Samantha, I love you so much." He groaned. "I wanna marry you, and make a baby with you. I'm never letting you go."

She couldn't believe it. This was shaping up to be the best sex dream in history.

"Jack! Oh, Jack yes! I love you. I love you too. Make me your wife. Get me pregnant."

He kissed her deeply. He never wanted to stop, never wanted to wake up. He felt his cock stiffening again and began to rock his hips against her. This time he'd take it slowly. Neither of them had ever experienced this before. Him growing inside her. Stretching her out again. There was something incredibly intimate about it.

"Already?" she asked, between kisses. "Now I know – mmm – for sure – mm – it's a dreammm."

"I know. Mmmm." He dipped his tongue into her mouth. "Mmmm. I've never gotten hard again – mmm – this quickly." He couldn't keep his hands off her. "God, you feel so good. So wet."

"Jack, oh, yeah." She sighed. "You know, if this weren't a dream there's actually a chance I could get pregnant."

He got even harder.

"Yeah?" he groaned. "Tell me."

"Mmm. I missed my last shot. I was due for it a few weeks ago but they've been out of stock in the infirmary. I even got a period a little under two weeks ago, which would mean I'm super fertile right now."

"God, Samantha, you're making me so hard." Jack picked up his pace a little.

"Oh, oh, Jack." he'd shifted position slightly, to look in to her eyes, and her clit as being rubbed just the right way. The realisation that he could actually get her pregnant, if this were real, was also diving her wild. "I'm gonna have your baby, Jack."

He couldn't look away. It was like she was staring directly in to his soul. Despite the loss of Charlie, he'd always wanted to have another child. Having one with her was his deepest fantasy.

"Say it again."

"I'm gonna have your bab-eeeoooh, Jack, oh, Jack!" her eyes rolled back, her orgasm so intense she was on the verge of passing out. Just before the ecstasy had taken her Jack had slammed in to her a final time, grinding against her clit. He shuddered on top of her, releasing a copious amount of sperm. "I'm gonna have your baby." She whispered one more before falling asleep.