PART 9
As she refocused her eyes, Sam realized she was staring at the object that had started these thoughts. Now, the memories of Jake�s attack came to the fore . . .
He had woken her up so tenderly, so gently. At first, she had thought she was only dreaming. Then she felt the early morning sun in her face. By the position, she could tell it was no later than 0600.
Jake had left late in the night after she�d told him she couldn�t see him any more. He�d taken it relatively well. She�d thought they�d parted on good terms.
Now, here he was, gently caressing her traitorous body into arousal. Her body so wanted what he had to offer. But her mind, and worse, her heart told her Jake was not the one she was supposed to be with.
�Are you awake?� he whispered as his lips pressed against her neck, a place he�d learned rather quickly was a major erotic zone for Sam.
�Mmm-hmm,� she replied, knowing any more would betray her thoughts.
She really wanted to sleep. Today was the first morning of downtime she�d had since the Colonel had officially returned to command SG-1. But her body had already betrayed her. At that moment, allowing Jake to do what he wanted with her body was overriding the weak thought that the whole situation was wrong.
She sighed, turning to him as Jake took one breast in his mouth and kneaded the nipple of the other into hardness. His hand slid down her belly, tickling her slightly as his fingers traveled to her warm and already damp core.
Suddenly she didn�t care that Jake was not the one she wanted. Hell, he wasn�t even supposed to be there, but his fingers found her wetness and his thumb found her clit. As he plunged his fingers deeply into her, his mouth found her other breast and languorously paid homage to it.
�I love your tits, Samantha,� he said crassly in his suddenly not so adorable Aussie accent, ��Tween them and your ass an� your pussy, I don�t know which I like to fuck better. �Course,� he continued, �nothing beats your mouth on my cock.�
She was so close to coming, she could almost ignore what he was saying. Almost.
His words shook the rest of the lethargy from her brain, but it was a little too late. Before she could react to the warning bells, she felt the handcuff go around her left wrist almost at the same time she heard the other half clink to the center of her headboard.
He suddenly sat up, grabbed her legs and flipped her on her stomach. She knew what he was about to do. And while in the middle of a sexy, seductive night and the proper lubrication, Sam didn�t mind, and in fact rather enjoyed taking it in the ass; it was a bright mid-morning that she could have slept in.
�Jake,� she said in her best Air Force Major voice, �Stop. Now.�
�Oh, no, honey buns,� he growled as he smacked her naked backside, �not today. Y�see, I�m stakin� my claim on you in every way possible this morning.�
Struggling against the metal �cuff, she tried to flip him off of her.
�Jake,� she said yelled, �This isn�t funny! What are you doing?�
He smacked her ass in response. With that, he spread her ass cheeks and slammed himself into her completely dry hole. She screamed at the tearing pain in her lower torso. He lifted her to her knees so he could get a better angle.
�Stop, Jake, stop!� she kept screaming.
�No way,� he growled as he continued plunging into her, �You�re . . . NOT . . .going . . .back to . . . him . . . You . . . are . . . mine.�
He paused for only a moment as he shoved his cock deep into her ass and ground himself deep into her.
�We fit so well, Samantha,� he grunted, �No one else will ever use you as well as I have.�
�I don�t know what you�re talking about,� Sam gasped as she struggled against the handcuffs, �I don�t understand why you�re doing this! I�m not going back to anyone. My life is just getting more complicated now that the Colonel�s back. Please--�
�Bullshit!� he interrupted, �You�ve got the hots for your Commanding Officer.�
�No . . .� she whimpered, trying to look at him, trying to reason with him, �You�re wrong. He and I could never be together . . .It�s against regs--�
He grunted as punched her as he ground himself into her again. She felt herself tear even more.
�Just . . . shut . . . the fuck . . . up!� he grunted.
She felt his thrusting get faster as he neared climax. She felt him pushing her deep into the bed. Feeling him grind deeper, she held on to the headboard to keep herself from being smothered by the pillows all around her. With a deep groan, he came. Jake pulled out of her, ripping another scream from her.
He flipped her on to her back, wrenching her wrist and arm painfully in the process. She watched in a daze, trying to overcome the pain he�d already inflicted, as he wiped the brown sticky and bloody mess from his now flaccid penis. Sitting against the headboard and forced Sam�s head into his lap.
�Suck me �til I�m hard, Samantha,� he ordered.
�No!� she spat in defiance, �I won�t!�
Then she heard the familiar click of her service revolver. She felt the cold metal of the gun barrel at her temple. Her blood froze. Mentally she kicked herself. She should have moved her gun from the bedside table when she had seen him watching her put it away the other night.
�Why the hell did I ever let him know where that was?� she asked herself, �What kind of fool am I?�
A trusting fool,� came the memory of a voice long buried deep inside the back reaches of her mind.
�Don�t make me shoot you,� he said coldly, �It�d be such a shame to get blood all over your bedroom just yet.�