Disclaimers: Same as Chapter 1

Author's Notes: Ok a warning first, this chapter contains scenes of an explicit sexual nature, don't like don't read on, although I think most of you know what's coming, but I have to cover my back. And if you don't like the pairing (You know who you are!) don't read on either (Oh and rifle is spelt R-I-F-L-E, next time try AK-47, less letters for your little brain to remember). Anyway enjoy and wipe the condensation off when you've finished

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As the door slid shut, Jack pulled Martha's top off and reached around her back to unsnap the clasp of her bra, letting it fall down her arms and onto the floor. He bent his head and ran his tongue over her nipple, eliciting a gasp from her

"Jack" she moaned, he grazed her nipple with his teeth causing her to moan again "Jack, please, please". Jack sank to his knees and snapped the button on her trousers, he slid them and her underwear over her hips and let them pool at her feet; he kissed her just under her breasts and began to move slowly over her belly. Martha's brain had stopped thinking rationally all she wanted was the orgasm she knew was coming, she heard him hiss as her nails dug into his shoulders

"Jack please I can't take much more of this" she begged. Jack decided he'd teased her enough, although, hearing her beg had added a little frisson, slowly, he moved his mouth lower. Martha sucked in a huge lungful of air as his tongue caressed her clitoris, it had been too long since she'd been in this position. She opened her eyes, looked at Jack on his knees with his face buried between her thighs, and almost came on the spot. After spending God only knew how long with a man who droned on about his ex girlfriend, finding a man who found her desirable and could make her do all the things she'd only ever dreamed about was worth the tears. She could feel her orgasm rising and grabbed onto him to steady herself, flexing her fingers on his shoulder muscles in an effort to control herself. Jack could feel the last of her self-control slipping away, with an effort he pulled himself away from her and looked up seeing her biting down hard on her bottom lip, trying to keep quiet but he didn't want her quiet, he wanted her screaming

"Wh...What are you doing, don't stop, please" she stammered, she couldn't believe he was going to leave her like this

"I won't, what kind of bastard do you think I am?" He rose from his knees and kissed her hard making sure she could taste herself on him before slipping his fingers into her, he tasted blood on her lip, she must have bitten into it while trying to keep control, he gently ran his thumb over her clitoris and she bit back down on her lip. "No" he said, "don't do that, no-one is going to hear you" and he pressed harder with his thumb. Martha felt a sob of pleasure rise in her throat, the orgasm slammed into her and she cried out as her knees buckled.

She remembered Jack catching her as she fell and laying her on the bed, her world was coming back into focus now as she watched him strip the rest of his clothes off

"A voyeur in training?" asked Jack as he climbed onto the bed beside her, the corners of Martha's mouth lifted.

"It's not often I get something worth watching" she replied as he pushed her onto her back and slipped his fingers back into her

"I could say the same thing" he murmured, he ran his tongue over her breast and began to suck on her nipple. Martha, feeling a little bolder now, ran her nails down his spine, Jack responded by sliding his fingers out and rolling on top of her, he grabbed her hips and pushed into her; she wrapped her legs around him and moved with him, driving him deeper into her.

Martha could feel another orgasm swelling up, she felt so greedy having two orgasms in the space of an hour and she didn't doubt it would be the last either, her breath began to come out in short gasps and she came again crying out Jack's name. Jack felt Martha's orgasm hit and he looked down at her, the passion in her eyes took his breath away, he wanted to see that look many more times before he had to leave and go back to Torchwood, he pushed her shoulders down into the bed and growled deep in his throat as he came.

Martha woke with a gasp as she felt cool lips against her hip

"Jack?" she said in surprise

"You were expecting someone else?" he asked

"No" she replied, she didn't want to say she hadn't expected him to be still here in the morning, from the stories she'd been told she had expected him never to be seen again. His mouth reached the top of her ribcage

"Good because I don't like to share" he chuckled "not on a first date anyway", he kissed his way across her belly and ran his tongue up between her breasts and finally kissed her mouth. Martha put her hands on his chest, pushed him and rolled over so she was on top of him,

"My turn" she said with a smile. Jack looked up at her, maybe, after one hundred and fifty years; he was falling in love again.

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