Jack pushed her shirt up, breaking the kiss just long enough to pull it over her head. He thought that he and Sam had done enough in this particular arena that he could read her and know when it was too much and if he couldn't, he had no doubts that she'd tell him.

And he wanted the chance to look. It'd been so frantic on Valentine's Day that he didn't get a chance to really look at her and see what he was getting and he wanted that chance.

Jack pulled her down slightly, hands back at her waist and lips a little harsher than they were normally. Normally, it was all soft kissing and tentative and unsure and now he was keeping it just to her mouth but using his teeth and tongue and everything he could to let her know it wasn't gonna be an easy thing.