Silenced Screams

Authors Notes: A special thanks to SuFreund for all her help. It blows my mind that she's willing to waste her time on this story. Thank you. Also Jami for all her help and hand holding. This would never have been posted without her insistence and encouragement. There have been so many of you out there willing to give of yourself to help me along. This experience has been so wonderfully because of you. Thank you so much. And all of you out there who take the time to review and tell me what you think of this. Thank you all very much.

This is dedicated to Dylan. Please get well soon. We all miss you greatly.

Zhaan


Chapter Twenty-Two


Staring speechless back into his deep brown pools, made even darker by the desire she could so clearly see reflected back to her, she began to believe. The passion they'd been holding at bay ignited as Jack felt Sam melt against him. Her eyes slowly drifted shut, as she placed feather light kisses in his palms and gradually gave herself over to the whirlpool of emotions threatening to drown her.

Her taste exploded in his mouth as their tongues dueled for dominance. He couldn't remember a time he hadn't wanted her. He'd dreamed of being able to show her just how much. Their kisses became heated, fueled by both their needs. Collapsing back onto the couch in a tangle of arms and legs frantically sought the flesh on flesh contact they both craved. Blazing a trail of wet kisses from her lips to that sweet spot he remembered, he latched on to her ear lobe, nibbling and biting before soothing it with more kisses. He found that sweet spot behind her ear that drove her wild. His hands weren't idol either as they worked the buttons of her blouse and the front clasp of her plain white bra until they'd freed her breast from their confines, kneading and milking them as his lips continued their journey down the long columns of her neck to their goal. As he teased the nipple of one breast between his teeth his fingers worked the other, pinching and pulling, sending spikes of desire through her body so strong that her thrashing nearly sent him to the floor. Her body continued to thrash beneath him as he pulled at her bring her up with him as he stood.

"Bed."

For what he wanted the couch would not do. Moving drunkenly down the dark hall, neither wanted to break from the other. Bumping from one wall to the next they left a trail of discarded clothes in their wake. Sam turned into her bedroom a split second ahead of him as he slowed to kick off his shoes. Following minus his shoes he found her frozen, body trembling, but not from the pleasure of only a moment earlier. The sight laid out before them was nothing short of a 'war zone'. He hadn't been back since that night...had forgotten what a disaster the room had been. Kicking himself the fool he could see her silent battle to control her reaction as the memories returned of the nightmare she's so recently lived here. Coming up behind her, wrapping his strong arms protectively around her, he could feel her body tremble as she fought to surpass her emotions.

"It won't ever end. He'll always be here." She whispered barely loud enough for him to hear.

Wanting so much to ease the suffering he knew she felt he remained her again. "But you beat him. You fought back and you won. Remember that Baby. Come on. You don't have to stay here tonight. Come back to my place tonight. We can deal with this tomorrow." For a second he felt her give in, felt her body relax back into his before she pulled herself back up to her full height and round on him. Her steely resolve making her a force to be reckon with.

"He will not run me out of my own house! I won! It's not like I don't have another bedroom." She proclaimed before turning and marching out of the room.

"Well, there's always that." He mumbled under his breath before he turned to follow behind her. He never cease to be amazed by her. She was a fighter and she would not be held down by what Hanson had done. He was secretly proud of her strength, even though he'd never say as much to her face. He had no doubt she'd kick his ass into the next galaxy for such a sexist statement.

Ducking as he entered the room, he just barely avoided the pillows being flung off the bed. He watched as her rage increased with each pillow thrown. Grabbing her before she could hurt herself or more likely him, he tried to calm her rage. "Sam, you won. He can never hurt you again. You beat him. It's gonna be alright. I promise." He continued, his soothing voice trying to get her to see passed this moment where the pain was still too fresh.

"That's where you're wrong. It won't ever be 'alright' again." Her voice again laced with the resignation smothering her will. "He took something from me I can never get back. I'll always be able to feel his hands on my body...his smell suffocating me...his sounds as he forced himself on me." Collapsing under the weight of the future that lay ahead of her Jack felt her body go limp in his arms. He could see what she was going through, understood her feelings...he knew that no amount of words would change the feeling that you'd she would never feel clean again.

"I know how it feels right now Baby, but I promise you it will get better. It'll get easier you just have to give..." He didn't get to finish as her rage reignited full force.

"DON'T TELL ME YOU UNDERSTAND! YOU HAVEN'T GOT A CLUE! YOU CAN'T 'UNDERSTAND ! HOW COULD YOU?" Screaming and beating his chest, her tears continued to streak her face as her frustration grew. "How could you understand what it felt like...his hands pawing at me...forcing himself on me...how could you?" She screamed over and over again. The last thing she needed from him was empty promises. No matter how much he wanted, he could never understand her feeling and she was tired of him treating her like he could.

Before he could bring himself back under control he found himself giving into his own frustration and anger. "I KNOW!' Grabbing her fist, shaking her, trying to get her to hear him as she fought against his superior strength he repeated. "I KNOW!" He screamed again. Finally getting through her fury.

As her mind cleared she heard his words...heard his meaning. She searched his face, trying to see another meaning to his words. He didn't look away...held her soulful stare. He'd never admitted it to anyone. He hadn't even been willing to admit the reality to himself after he'd been rescued...but Sam was his life. He wouldn't let this take her away from him. And eternity passed as they continued to face each other absorbing the moment that had laid both their souls bare. He wouldn't lose her to the evils Hanson had done to her. And she wouldn't carelessly toss aside all his confession had shown of the man beneath.

Apart they were two broken souls, too damaged by life's experiences. But together...in each other's arms, they could be whole. Their joining should have been heated...a frantic tangle of arms and legs as they rushed to merge with the other. But this evening had burned off all that need. The demons and emotions which had brought them to this point had finally lost it's power. Leaving only the pure emotion at it's core...love...a love which could heal and restore.

Raw need had given way to deep passion as Jack's body covered hers. Cradle between Sam's legs he found the peace which had alluded him in the past. Trailing kisses from her lips, sucking and nibbling her earlobe he whispered. "I'm gonna make you scream. Scream louder and longer than ever. I wanna make this best night of your life Baby. I wanna give you everything you've ever wanted. Tell me Baby, tell me what you want, I wanna make this good for you. Tell me what you like...tell me what you want." His breath fluttered over her ear sending spikes of desire down her spine and straight to her core.

"You Jack, all I've ever wanted was you."

"You deserve so much more than that Sam...so much better.. So much more. But I promise I won't make you regret it." He assured her as his tongue found the hollow of her throat, darting in and out, to gauge her reaction to yet another sweet spot. Before this night was over he'd know every inch of her body. Every spot that brought her pleasure. And from the sounds she was making he'd hit upon one as his lips fastened on the spot just behind her ear.

Moving on he found his next goal. Her breast were better than he remembered. But there had been so many other things going on that first time he couldn't give them the attention they deserved. But not this time. This time would be everything he'd always dreamed. If he didn't go insane from his own painful need first. Sam's hands framed his head, massaging his scalp. Her short military nails dragging through his hair, scratching and massaging his scalp with just the right amount of pressure.

"God Baby that feels so damn good. Please don't stop." He almost cried from the feel of it, moving to rest his head on her firm stomach and enjoy the magic her fingers were working. His control returning with her soothing touch. His control back he covered her stomach in kisses, finding yet another sweet spot as his tongue dripped in and out of her navel before nibbling it's edges. He could smell her arousal hitting him in wave after wave as her desire grew. It drew him until he had it framed before him. Resting her legs over his shoulders Jack could feel Sam's body trembling as he blew his warm breath to fanned the flames of her need even higher. Kissing and nibbling up one thigh then the other. Her moans and pleas were music to his ears. Unable to resist any longer his tongue snaked out to sample her sweet nectar. That momentary contact enough to force Sam's body off the bed. Placing an arm over her stomach to hold her in place, his tongue played lightly through her very wet folds. His hard flat tongue pressing into her swollen bundle of nerves.

"Oh God Jack please." She needed more of him, more of his touch. She knew she had to be dripping by now. Her body was so keyed up by just the feel of his breath it was almost enough to make her come. But still he held back, barely touching her as she continued to thrash and whimper.

Jack couldn't believe her taste, it had his head spinning and his body crying out for more. But his needs would have to wait. Tonight was not about his needs. Tonight was all for Sam. He would do everything in his power to make this a night she'd never forget. Lifting and cradling her hips his lips found the source of her juices. He molded his mouth to her opening, his tongue darting in and out giving just the barest suction as his nose played tag with her swollen clit, her songs of pleasure increased. Shifting his attention to her small bundle of nerves he sucked them into his mouth. Holding them in place with the threat of his teeth as his tongue kept rhythm with the single finger he tortured over her hypersensitive G-sport. He could tell she was close as his thumb maintained just the right pressure on her sphincter before disappearing and leaving her to always want more.

Some where along the way he'd lost track of time. All his focus on Sam, holding her on the knife's edge of her release with minimum brushes of his tongue caressing her clit. He knew that combination was making her so hypersensitive that her body would break apart with the least touch. Sam had become wild, begging and pleading for him to fuck her with more than a single finger. That he'd move harder, faster, to give her what she needed to find her release. But he held it back even as she worked herself up more and more, rocking back and forth as she rode his finger trying to force it deeper, get it to stretch her even more. Tears ran freely down her temples to wet the bed as her head thrashed from side to side and her choked cries continued to begged and plead for more. Bring her to that edge then backing her off time after time until she could no longer form coherent words to plea. Her body shaking and quivering as he brought her so close to that promised release.

"Shhh Shhh Baby I've got ya. God, Baby you're so beautiful when you're like this. You taste so good. Just a few more minutes, please Just let me enjoy you just a little bit more then I promise you can come." Sam had given up trying to get him to finish her. Crying, her body trembling uncontrollably as his tongue continued to tease her clit and folds, lapping up her spilled juices.

"God Jack, please. Just a little more, please." It was more a cry than actual words as she continued trying to get him to finish her off. He'd brought her to this point over and over, never quite allowing her release. He'd played her body just like he'd promised, had her begging and pleading over and over. Her body slick with perspiration as she thrashed helplessly trying to reach that point he'd held from her for so long...building it all night until she was sure it would kill her when she did come and she'd gladly welcome it.

Finally he applied just that bit more pressure as his warm breath washed over her heated center. "Come for me Baby." He breathed as his teeth captured her clit, trapping it and stroking it back and forth with the flat of his tongue. His thumb which had been caressing her sphincter sank in to the first knuckle. Sam's body tensed going rigid as it ache levitating off the bed, her head falling back as though the string holding it to her body had snapped, her screams growing louder and louder as her long promised release broke over her. Her thighs locking Jack's head where her hands had shoved it. He could hear her screams as he continued to caress her G-spot prolonging her release. Biting down harder on her blood swollen clit as his finger stilled pressing and holding her G-spot and his thumb continued to stretch her tight opening triggering a second climax more powerful than the first and her body exploded anew in a fireworks of lights and colors overloading her system.

Unable to draw air, it shutdown. Going limp as she slumped back to the bed, her fingers releasing their grip on his hair and her legs finally falling apart. He continued lapping her juices until he'd drank every drop, coating his hair roughened cheeks and chin. Kissing her one last time he moved back up her still limp body, drawing her away from their wet spot to drape her body over him. It had been a long time since he'd been able to or cared to make a woman pass out. But he'd wanted that for Sam. And the knowledge that he had was almost enough to make him come. Her skin began drying, cooling her exposed arm and back. Holding her tight he shifted so that her leg pressed against his painful erection. He'd held back his own release, wanting to give Sam a night she wouldn't forget first He felt her begin to stir and was powerless to to keep the smugness from his voice.


To Be Continued...

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