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Jack sat back against the trunk of a tree, wiping his brow. He’d already removed his BDU jacket and tac vest, stripping down to the bare minimum. He was sorely tempted to remove his pants and t-shirt as well. This planet was far hotter than they’d planned for, especially as it wasn’t a desert landscape. Regardless of the initial MALP readings, the temperature had climbed to 95 degrees with an additional 62 percent humidity, bringing the real feel temperature to 115 degrees. And it wasn’t much better in the shade of the tree he was hiding under.
“I’m giving it another thirty minutes, Daniel, and then we’re out of here.”
“What? Jack, no. This can’t be rushed.”
Jack rolled his eyes, pulling at the collar of his shirt. “Well, it’s going to have to be. This heat is only getting worse. It can’t possibly be healthy.”
“It’s actually not, sir,” came the reply from his newest team member, Captain Carter.
“Not getting worse or not healthy?” he asked, though he wasn’t sure he even cared to hear the answer. To be honest, the woman drove him absolutely insane with her scientific mumbo jumbo and the last thing he really wanted to listen to was a long, drawn-out speech about temperature fluctuations and heat index blah blah blah. The only thing she had going for was her looks, quite frankly, and if he didn’t get a raging hardon every time she was around and use his dirty fantasies for fodder when he was alone every night, he’d have probably begged the general to remove her from his team already.
“Not healthy, sir,” she clarified, standing up from a crouch where she’d been doing something scientific, he assumed. “In fact, the body needs to thermoregulate to release excess moisture. That’s the process necessary to keep the core temperature of the body in a stable condition. In high humidity, like this, the air is so saturated already that sweat evaporation slows, causing body heat to rise, and that can lead to all kinds of issues.”
She stopped, tugging her t-shirt up to mop at her brow and his eyes almost came out of his head. While he’d approved the removal of BDU jackets and vests, he absolutely had not okayed anyone taking off their t-shirts. Now, he was greeted with miles of creamy, soft captain skin, and round, firm breasts hidden from him only by the captain’s sports bra. He immediately felt his dick thickening in his pants and he couldn’t take his eyes off her fast enough.
Making sure no one was watching, he adjusted himself behind his fly. Damned woman. This is why he preferred an all-male team. How the hell was he supposed to focus on the mission when he had that in front of him, tempting him.
“Unfortunately, that makes the cardiovascular system work even harder, increasing blood flow to the skin so that it can better release heat, which makes the human heart beat faster, and the cycle continues.”
He wasn’t really listening and was just thankful when she dropped her shirt back down. Though she stood with her hands on her hips, stretching out her back, which thrust her chest out and drew his eyes right back to where they had no business being. If he wasn’t mistaken, her nipples were hard. Fuck.
“So, what you’re saying, Captain,” he replied, hoping to stop the babble, “is that I was right.”
“Yes, very, sir.”
“Twenty-five minutes left, Daniel,” he announced, rolling his eyes and looking away from the captain entirely.
“Damn it,” replied the archaeologist, shuffling around and moving to a different rock to do whatever dusting of writing thing he normally did.
“You know, sir, prolonged exposure to the heat and humidity can lead to a whole slew of heat-related illnesses: heat cramps, heat exhaustion, even heat stroke if the body’s regulation shuts down completely.”
“I got it, Carter,” Jack acknowledged, holding up a hand.
“Colonel O’Neill,” came the voice of his last team member, Teal’c. “I believe I have found a location to escape the unbearable heat.”
Jack turned toward the Jaffa, raising an eyebrow. “Oh yeah? Is it the Stargate?”
“No. It is a cave approximately a klick northeast. It is not large, but it feels considerably cooler.”
“That’s great, Teal’c!” Daniel grinned, brushing his floppy hair out of his face. “That means we can take cover there until the temperature drops again and then continue working.”
Jack groaned, rubbing his face. “Yeah. Great.” He tilted his head back and forth, cracking his neck. “Fine. We’ll check it out. Daniel, you stay here with your rocks. Get as much done as you can. Teal’c, keep an eye on him and don’t let him bake too long.” He looked over at his captain, her big blue eyes widening when she noticed him looking her way. She stood up straighter. “Carter, with me. Gotta get that equipment out of the heat.”
“Oh. Yes, sir!”
He grabbed his things, throwing his excess clothing and vest over one arm, his pack over his shoulders, and holding his gun in his hands. They hadn’t encountered any inhabitants on the planet either with the MALP, a UAV, or since they’d been there, but it didn’t hurt to be prepared for anything.
The walk shouldn’t take long, even with the extreme heat pounding down on them. Captain Carter walked beside him, shouldering her own pack, keeping up a steady, one-sided dialogue that he really wasn’t listening to. He offered up non-committal sounds as acknowledgement, which seemed to satisfy her, but really, he couldn’t have focused on speech if he’d tried. She was walking so close to him she kept brushing his elbow with her own, and each time he could feel sparks of electricity shoot through him from their point of contact.
Add to that the fact that he could smell her, and he was suffering. It was a heady mix of her shampoo – apple? Pear? Something fruit-based like that, anyway – and sweat, which he wouldn’t think would be such a damned turn on. But his dick had already been interested long-before they’d set off alone together, and now it was even worse. Walking with an erection was no picnic, but he couldn’t exactly tell her to get the fuck away from him, could he?
When they finally got to what must be the cave in question, Jack squinted. As Teal’c had said, it wasn’t large, but it would definitely provide shade for them. And there was enough room for two tents, side by side, at the very least. He stepped inside, immediately feeling the drop in temperature.
“It’s at least five to ten degrees cooler in here, sir,” Carter informed him, her scanner raised. “It’s fluctuating between 85 and 90 degrees, which places the heat index around 101 degrees at the most, instead of the 115 it is outside.”
“Still too fucking hot, Carter,” he growled, tossing his things down onto the ground inside the cave and having had enough, pulling his t-shirt over his head and dropping it with everything else.
“Sir?”
He glanced at her, noticing a bead of sweat starting its decent from her temple down her cheek. He then spotted another already on her neck, disappearing beneath the collar of her t-shirt. He swallowed, bringing his eyes back up to her face. She was watching him with a slight wrinkle between her brows, eyes bright and definitely checking out his body.
“Drop your stuff, Captain. Time to get the tents set up.”
Her eyes shot up to his. He narrowed his eyes at her and she ducked her head, a blush breaking out over her cheeks, disappearing into her shirt much the way the drop of sweat had done. He had the greatest desire to find out exactly how far that blush went.
“Yes, sir. Of course, sir.”
Once both tents were up and ready for the evening, which, if readings had been correct, would start to descend in a matter of hours, Jack radioed the rest of the team to let them know. Daniel was still reluctant to leave his rocks behind, but Jack demanded he at least get into the shade for a break. Teal’c informed him he’d make sure the archaeologist did as he’d been told, and that satisfied Jack that things were alright on that front.
Turning back to his captain, he found her settled on the floor of the cave, laptop open, canteen of water at her mouth. He watched as her throat worked around the liquid, swallowing it down. She was still sweating, clearly too warm even with the cooler temperatures of the cave.
“Take your shirt off, Captain.”
Her eyes widened, and the canteen was lowered from her mouth very slowly. “I’m sorry, sir?”
“Your shirt, Carter. Take it off. You’re still too warm. Don’t need you to overheat.”
“Uh.”
“You have a top on underneath, right?” He knew it wasn’t a top, but he could play dumb like the next guy.
“It’s a sports bra, sir,” she explained unnecessarily, looking nervous. She screwed the top back on her water and set it down.
“It’s alright,” he told her, smiling in what he hoped was a placating manner and not as feral as he felt. “I promise I won’t look.”
“Um.”
“Much.” Her eyes got even wider. “Oh, for crying out loud, Captain. Seriously, take it off. You’ll be much more comfortable, believe me.”
Her eyes dropped back down to his naked chest where he knew she could see his dog tags nestled down the center of his dark chest hair. His nipples tightened at the attention she was giving him and when he saw her bite her lip a zing shot straight to his dick, making it twitch in his pants. Fuck. She better watch it, or despite what the regs stated, she was going to find herself on all fours with his swelling dick jammed right up inside her. Hell, just the thought of taking her like that made his erection start to come alive, and if her eyes dropped further, he knew she would see it.
She suddenly tore her eyes away, that blush he’d been enjoying earlier returning full force. She set her laptop down, got to her feet, and after glancing his way just once more reached down to grab the hem of her t-shirt. She slowly pulled it over her head, before setting it on her things and then wrapping her arms around her chest.
There had only been the slightest cleavage previously, due to the way the bra covered her, but that didn’t stop his eyes from checking her out anyway, and the way she had her arms folded was pushing her tits up quite nicely. Even from where he stood, he could see the freckles scattered around her chest, and he wanted nothing more in that moment than to step closer and dip his head, letting his tongue lick a path between each one. The fledgling hardon he was sporting filled all the way, and he unselfconsciously pressed the heel of his hand into it to give himself some relief.
She looked back over at him, grimacing. “I’m not so sure this is appropriate dress for a military unit,” she told him, but did not cover herself back up. “In fact, I’m pretty sure the regulations state–”
“Carter?” he interrupted, putting his hand up. “Do you ever stop?”
“I’m just saying, sir, that to make sure we’re a cohesive, functioning unit, we need to ensure the utmost respect for each other. And sir, I’m not sure you can respect me dressed like this. I’m not entirely sure you even like me to begin with.”
His dick was throbbing, listening to her incessant babble, while looking at all that skin on display, and he stepped well into her personal space, backing her up until she was touching the wall of the cave. Her eyes were wide and her hands dropped from her chest, only to end up coming up between them. When her fingers encountered his hard chest a small “oh” escaped through her lips.
He pressed the lower half of his body closer and leaned in, one hand on each side of her on the wall and his nose just brushing the skin of her neck. He felt her shiver, her fingers curling into his chest hair, and her hips stuttering forward against his own. He knew she could feel how hard he was for her.
“Still think I don’t like you, Carter?” he asked, whispering directly into her ear. “Because I gotta say, I’m liking you more and more by the minute.”
“Sir, I don’t think–”
“Oh, you think plenty, Captain. Let’s see if we can make that stop, shall we?”
He claimed her mouth, swallowing her gasp of surprise. Her hands flattened on his chest as if to push him away, but he watched as her eyes closed before he closed his as well, working his lips and teeth and tongue against hers until she opened under his assault, allowing him in. He found her tongue wet and hot and eager, and twisted his own around it, before sucking on it. She moaned into the kiss, hands sliding up his chest until they were around his neck, holding him down to her.
His dick was hard as a rock, now, and he needed to come, badly. He knew she was willing, now, and he was going to take her, fast and hard.
Breaking away from her lips he panted into her neck, reaching between them and working on her belt buckle. He got it open and then unfastened her pants, shoving his hand down between her skin and her panties and feeling her soft, wet curls. Oh, she was willing, alright. He let his fingers dip farther, sliding through her folds, and she gasped into his shoulder when he shoved a finger straight up inside of her.
“Sir!”
“You’re fucking soaked, Captain,” he growled, thrusting his hand against her. She cried out, fingernails digging into his neck. “You like it rough, don’t you?”
“Oh God, I’ve…I’ve never…”
“Never what, Carter?” he rasped into her skin, adding a second finger and curling them against her, finding that rough little patch of skin that he knew could set her off. “Never had your CO take you up against the wall of a cave?” His dick wept, wanting to be inside that tight, tight pussy he was currently fingering. Soon. Soon he’d be so deep inside her he’d be seeing stars. “Never came on your Colonel’s fingers? Because I can make that happen. You want that? You want to come?”
She was breathing hard, now, and he continued to shove his fingers up inside her, feeling her dripping around him as she moaned and squirmed against him, making him nervous for a moment that he might just come inside his pants before he got himself inside her. She was so fucking hot.
“Please…!” she moaned, clutching at his shoulders as she rode his hand. “Sir! Oh God!”
“That’s it, Captain,” he soothed, licking a stripe up her neck before nibbling on her jaw. He then sucked a wet kiss against her throat, letting his thumb brush over her little bundle of nerves. He circled, over and over, alternating with thrusts of his fingers, feeling her hot breath on his neck.
“Oh!” She came apart around him, her muscles clamping down on his fingers so tightly he thought he might lose them. He kept thrusting, and she started gasping and moaning her release in his ear. “Sir! Oh my God!”
He stroked across her clit one last time and then pulled his hand from between her legs. She was panting and sagged against the wall. He began working on his own belt, then his pants, until he was able to push them and his boxers down his legs.
“Turn around, Carter,” he growled, and she looked back at him with a shell-shocked expression. “Now, Captain! Or do I have to make it an order?”
She did as she was told, spinning around. He placed her hands on the wall and tugged her backward until her ass was against his front, her hands sliding down on the wall. And then he yanked her pants and underwear down to her knees. He heard her gasp as he brought the blunt head of his dick to her backside, smacking it against her ass a couple of times. He was sorely tempted to push it up her ass, but he’d have to save that for another time when he could stretch her properly.
He dragged it down over her cheeks, sliding down through her wetness and bumping into her pussy. “Fuck, Carter. So fucking wet and ready for me.” He could feel the heat of her on the head of his dick as he did, and even though it was much hotter on the planet than her body was, he wouldn’t know it by the feel of the oven inside her. “You ready, Captain? You ready to take me?”
“God, sir. Yes, sir! But I’ve never–”
“Relax, Carter,” he told her, placing a hand on her lower back as he dragged his aching dick over her entrance. “Relax for me and take it really nice.”
He breached her, his eyes nearly rolling back in his head at how tight she was around him. He struggled to get all the way in, and she began groaning and whimpering as he withdrew and then pushed again, withdrew and pushed, feeling her envelop his throbbing dick with a pussy so slick and tight he was afraid he would come before they’d even gotten started.
“Fuck, Captain,” he moaned, leaning over her and resting his head against her back for a moment as he struggled to get himself under control. “Your pussy is so fucking tight. How can you be this tight?” He pressed a kiss to her sweaty skin, tongue snaking out and licking the salt from her back. “Taking me so fucking good, Captain.”
“Never. Never…”
She wasn’t completing her sentence, but he didn’t have time for her brain to catch up with her. Somehow, he’d found a way to fry his sexy scientist’s mind and realized that he’d finally found the solution to her technobabble. A good, solid fucking. And hell, if that was all it took, he knew he was the man for the job. Just thinking about taking her over the worktable in her lab when she started in on some explanation or other made him want to come on the spot.
He groaned, pulling himself back up and gripping both of her hips as he withdrew once more before pushing all the way in. She cried out, fingers scrabbling on the rocky cave wall, but he was focused on where they were connected, watching as he pulled out, wet with her juices, before slamming back in. He did it again, and again, feeling his balls start to tighten and realizing he was not going to last. He’d been turned on for entirely too long.
“Take out your tits, Carter,” he instructed, slamming against her again. “Fuck. Pull up your bra and touch yourself.”
She didn’t hesitate this time, holding herself against the wall with one shaky hand and yanking at her sports bra with the other. He knew when her hand was on herself because she tightened impossibly around him, and her head dipped down, a long moan escaping. He pulled her up against him until she was no longer touching the wall, and then he spun them until his back was to the wall instead. She settled against him, his dick still inside her, and he reached around to touch her. He found both of her hands on her tits and knocked her hands out of the way, letting his own fingers brush over her, feeling how puckered and hard her nipples were.
Her head lolled back onto his shoulder, and he twisted her nipples with his thumbs and forefingers. He throbbed inside her, but he didn’t move against her.
“You like that, Carter?” he asked her, growling directly into her ear. “You like my hard dick inside you and my hands on your tits?”
“Y-yes,” she moaned, her hands closing over his and forcing him to pinch her harder. “God, yes, sir. Feels so good.”
“You’re a dirty girl, Captain,” he told her. “Fucking your CO like this. Fraternizing is against the rules. You like breaking the rules though, don’t you?” She moaned, hips beginning to wiggle against him. He moved his hands with one last tug at her nipples, then turned them around again until her hands were back on the wall. He grabbed her hips once more.
He pulled almost all the way out of her and then slammed himself back inside, before taking up a punishing pace. His hips snapped against her over and over, and her moans echoed around the inside of the cave like the finest music. “Gonna’ make you come on my dick, now, Captain. Try not to scream. You wouldn’t want the guys to hear you.”
He reached around her hip, slid his hand between her legs, and found her swollen clit with his middle finger. He swirled and stroked, while still fucking her hard from behind, and her cries when she came were louder than he’d even expected. His other hand left her hip and immediately covered her mouth, drowning out the rest of her cries and causing her to gasp and grunt against his fingers instead.
He was chasing his own orgasm now, surprised he’d lasted as long as he had, with her hot, tight pussy and her gorgeous body, and the sounds she was making as he fucked her so hard. When the fire burned up his spine he groaned long and loud, her body still convulsing around his hard flesh even as he shot out his release inside her hot depths.
He drew her upward again until he was pressed along her back, his hand on her mouth sliding down to cup her throat, and his other hand stroking up her firm, athletic stomach until it could reach her breast again. He rode out the waves of his pleasure against her backside, hips stroking slowly, letting the feelings tingle through him. He flicked his thumb over a still-hard nipple and she shuddered, pussy clenching around him again and making him grunt, and he spurt once more inside her.
When he finally pulled out of her, his legs felt molten, and he barely had enough strength to pull up his clothing and fasten it. He watched as she did the same, her legs wobbly. She fastened her pants but before she could pull her bra back down, he backed her up against the wall again, ducking his head and taking a nipple into his mouth.
“God, sir,” she moaned, and her hand came up to hold him against her.
He licked and suckled, then bit at the bud before moving to her other breast. The next time they did this – and oh, he had absolutely no doubts they’d be doing this again. There was no way he was at all satisfied with just fucking this hot piece of ass once – he was going to spend his time on those breasts. Maybe even bury his head between her legs and see if he could make her come on his tongue before he fucked her so hard again, she begged for it.
Satisfied for now with the small taste he’d had, he pulled away from her. They were both covered in sweat, worse than before due to their extracurricular activities, and she was leaning against the wall, eyelids drooping. Her breasts were wet and tipped in red, swollen tissue, and he ran the pad of his thumb over them just because he couldn’t seem to get enough. She shuddered.
“Finish getting dressed, Carter,” he told her, pulling his hands away but pressing his lips to her mouth gently. He kissed her, taking her mouth once more with his tongue before he backed a few feet away. Fuck, she was addicting. “I’m calling the guys in. It’s too hot.”
She swallowed, nodding. “Yes, sir.”
Her breasts disappeared inside her sports bra once more, her nipples still hard and poking at the material. That wouldn’t do. Those were him and him alone. He tossed her shirt to her, before grabbing his own, and they both pulled them on before he reached for his radio.
“Daniel, Teal’c.”
“O’Neill,” came the answer from the Jaffa.
“It’s too hot. Make your way to the cave. We’re done for the day.”
“Indeed. We will be there shortly.”
He clipped his radio back to his vest, stepping up to his captain, who was still leaning against the wall where he’d just fucked her, looking completely sated. “You’re really hot, Carter, you know that?” She blushed, and he smirked, now knowing what she looked like under that shirt, picturing her blush going all the way down to those tasty tits of hers. “You also look like you just got thoroughly fucked. How did your other CO’s make sure no one knew, hmm? When you look like that after being fucked?”
“It’s never been a problem, sir,” she said softly, breathily.
“Oh yeah? How? You should see yourself, Captain.” He couldn’t resist and pressed another kiss against her sexy mouth, hand cupping one of her perfect tits. “So fucking hot.”
“This is the first time, sir.”
“What?”
She turned away, not looking at him, and licked her lips. “My first time.”
He stood there for a moment, close enough to see her skin prickle with yet another blush. He reached for her chin, turning her back to face him. “What do you mean first time? You really trying to tell me you’ve never fucked your CO before?”
“I’ve never–” She stopped, swallowing, and closed her eyes. “I’ve never had sex before now.”
He blinked, something clenching tight in his chest. What. The. Fuck. No. No, there was absolutely no fucking way. This hot, sexy woman was a virgin? He thought about how tight she was, even around his fingers. Thought about her moans and her whimpers, which now made sense. Pain. Had she been in pain? Fuck. Fuck. Fuck! He’d been the one to break Carter.
“Carter.” She didn’t answer and didn’t look at him. “Captain, open your eyes.” She shook her head. “That’s an order.”
Her eyes snapped open, something like fear in their blue depths. He narrowed his eyes, cupping her face before sighing, realizing she’d told him the truth.
“Why didn’t you say anything?” he asked, stroking a thumb across her cheek. She leaned into his touch, and he felt himself softening toward her. “Carter, why?”
“I tried,” she replied, shrugging. “You kept interrupting me, sir. Besides, sir, I wanted to. Wanted...” She trailed off, closing her eyes again and biting her lip.
He growled, stepping close enough to press his mouth to her ear. “You wanted me, is that it? Wanted to know what it was like to get fucked by your colonel?” She nodded, and he could feel it against his mouth. He brushed his tongue over her earlobe, sucking it into his mouth, and she moaned. “My sexy little scientist only wanted to ride this cock?”
“Yes, sir,” she breathed, and he could feel her skin heating once more.
“Well good news, Captain,” he told her, kissing her neck. “You belong to me, now. And only me. Which means I’m gonna’ keep fucking this tight pussy.” He cupped her between the legs and she groaned, hands clutching at his arms. “Any.” Squeeze. “Time.” Rub. “I want.” He pressed his fingers against her through her BDU pants, and she thrust her hips against his hand.
He moved away from her and over to his pack just as he heard footfalls in the distance. He pretended to go through his supplies, the rest of their team making their way up to the cave while his captain just stood leaning against the wall. He spared a quick look toward her, and she still looked a bit dazed. He turned back toward his pack, smirking.
Yeah, he’d done that. Wiped the technobabble right out of her head with one solid fuck. And she’d been absolutely perfect.
Hell, maybe he’d been wrong about scientists this whole time.