UNDERCOVER (Jake Jensen)

We Have A Problem

Samantha has always been a heavy sleeper. Only her alarm clock ever woke her up. Until today. She feels like she is being tickled on her neck and shoulders. She sighs sleepily, moving to get comfortable again. And then she hears it.

"Morning, gorgeous."

Her eyes are still closed but she smiles as Jake continues to press kisses on her skin. All of the memories and sensations from the night before flooded back and she could feel her cheeks warm. She turns to look at Jake. His glasses are off, but his cheeks are slightly more stubble now and she can study his eyes better. "I've never noticed," she whispered.

"What?" He whispered back, making her giggle.

"Your eyes. They have a bit of green in them. Like the ocean. It's beautiful."

Jake begins to blush, but Sam cups his cheek, and he stares into her eyes. He moves over and presses a sweet kiss to her lips. They kiss for a bit before he pulls back. "I don't know how I got so lucky to find you."

"And here I was thinking the same thing," Sam replied. Jake smiled as he led her back onto her back. He ran his hand down her side, eliciting goose bumps over her skin.

"Can I love on you, princess?" Jake bit his lower lip, waiting for her to answer.

Sam blushed and trembled slightly at his words. Her father was the only one who really called her princess when she was little but now, the title has taken on a whole new meaning. She nodded as Jake grinned and proceeded to kiss the life out of her. He was gentle this time, like he knew she was sore. He slotted himself between her legs but stopped.

"Fuck, I don't... we have to stop." Jake's smile fell until Sam held him closer, surprising him.

"I'm clean and have birth control," she said.

"I'm clean too." Jake smiled as he teased her. When she began to whine, he placed the tip at her entrance and just barely pushed in, earning him a gasp. He slowly, methodically filled her so by the time he was buried to the hilt, she was frustrated to hell.

"Jake, I swear..." she stopped as he withdrew his hip and then filled her again. Torture. That was his plan. Pure unadulterated torture. This went on for a while, until he saw a tear slip.

"Princess, are you ok?"

"No". She sobbed, "I need more Jake, please, I can't take it anymore."

He smiled and started to speed up. Not the pounding he gave her the night before but still powerful. "How's that gorgeous? Like me hitting deep inside you?" She nodded. "I can tell because you are gripping me hard. Are you close?"

"So close JJ, just, oh fuck." She was on the brink. Jake slid his hand down her torso and to her clit, rubbing just hard enough to take her over the edge. "Jake!"

He watched the pleasure wash over her face and that set him off, cumming in her, his cock pulsing as he pumped her full. Finally, he slowed and kissed her softly. "Now that's a wakeup call."

Sam giggled, "it sure is. Breakfast?"

"Yes, please." Jake slowly pulled out and went to the bathroom. He cleaned up and grabbed a washcloth for Sam. He cleaned her gently, knowing she was sensitive. He pulled on his boxers as she reached for his shirt and slipped it on. She pulled on clean panties and walked out of the room with a sway to her hips.

Jake thought his cock was soft. It was not.

As they finished cooking breakfast together, Jake's cell phone rang from the living room. He licked his fingers of the pancake batter. "Plate that up babe, I'll be right back." He headed to the living room and saw that it was Clay calling. Jake looked back at the kitchen and answered. "Hey?"