"Jack..." There was just so much warm skin everywhere that Sam thought she would go nuts if there wasn't as much of him touching her as possible. She could not have been still then if her life depended on it, not even if it meant being discovered by a large group of heavily armed and very unsavory people; the slide of their bodies together was just too good, the low sound of Jack's voice just too rich, and the feel of him pressed against her was both too much and absolutely not enough at the same time.