AUTHOR'S NOTE: Well thank you all for joining me in the third instalment of the "Patience is a Virtue…" series.

If you've stumbled across this and haven't read "Patience is a Virtue…" and "Every Cloud…" then I highly recommend you go back and have a read of those to make sense of this instalment. We are taking off more or less where we left off from in "Every Cloud…".

In the last instalment we tied up the loose end of Lucas and now in this story we have Stefano to deal with plus a wedding to try and finally get happening. It is so icky to watch EJ and Sami on the show nowadays – there is just no fun to them anymore and I really love these stories personally because they are a happy place to take refuge and just enjoy all the general craziness of the DiMera household and the wonderfulness of EJami. I am going to be introducing a few new characters along the way and I'll try and remember to drop a note in and let you all know of the actors I was thinking of when they crop up.

This story introduces a favourite amongst my "Forbidden Love" readers who is a perfect foil for Uncle John in a weird kind of a way plus an old favourite returns. There are engagement parties, Uncle John's strangeness continues to know no bounds and we find out if he ever makes a home run when it comes to Blondie. LOL There is lots going on so let's get cracking eh? I'll try to post every day with this story – I'll see how I go. Feedback is as always very appreciated.

So if you will, please enjoy "Wild Horses..."

WILD HORSES

Chapter ONE

EJ padded around his hotel room, his bare feet practically noiseless on the carpeted floors. He'd just had a shower and was just wearing black sweat pants. He picked up his watch that was lying on the bed side table and checked the time, eager to ring home. He'd rung earlier to say good night to the twins but it was past nine now and he wanted Sami's voice to be the last thing he heard before he fell asleep. He picked up his cell phone and dialled the familiar number.

"Hello?"

"Hello sweetheart," he said, unable to help the sudden smile on his face at the sound of her voice, "How's my best girl?"

"Feeling abandon," she said and he could hear the pout in her voice.

"My poor darling," he said, "Whatever can I do to make it up to you?"

"Get on a plane right now and come home to me and your children," she offered up hopefully.

"I wish I could Samantha," he sighed, sitting on the bed, "I miss you guys but I'll be home tomorrow afternoon."

"That's too far away," she said unhappily and then sighed, "So how's Idaho anyway?"

"A lot of potatoes," he told her with a smile.

"Well that sounds like fun," she said wryly.

"Oh it is," said EJ sounding very sincere, "Wildly so."

"And the case you're handling is going well?" she asked him, going to sit cross legged on their bed now, back against the head board.

"It is," said EJ, "Thank goodness, I really didn't want to stay that extra day but it looks like I won't have to so that's good."

"Yes," agreed Sami, listlessly picking at a bit of fluff on the bed cover, "I want you home. I hate sleeping in this big bed without you."

"I hate you sleeping in that big bed without me too," said EJ softly.

Sami smiled at that, missing him even more now.

"So," EJ drawled, settling back on the bed, his head on the pillow and one hand behind his head, "What are you wearing?"

"What?" she laughed at him.

"I want to know what I'm missing out on," he told her cheekily.

"Is that right?" she said teasingly and looked down at herself, "It's the blue nightie, the one with the lace along the top."

"Oh," he groaned, "My favourite, that's cruel Samantha."

"Well then," she grinned, "I'm not the one who got on a plane and left me all alone am I?"

"So what are you wearing then?" she asked him impishly.

EJ looked down at his black sweat pants and answered her.

"Black teddy with crotchless knickers," he said perfectly straight faced to which she dissolved in to giggles at.

He joined in, loving it when he made her laugh.

"So," he said teasingly, settling back more comfortably against the pillows now, absently scratching his chest, "What shall we talk about now?"

"Let's see," she mused, "How about world politics?"

"How about you tell me what panties you've got on," he suggested instead, "After all I told you mine."

"Hm," she mused, "I guess you did but unfortunately I can't. I'm not wearing any."

"Samantha!" he groaned, closing his eyes in frustration, "You're killing me here."

"Is that right?" she said playfully, "Poor baby, if I was there I'd kiss it all better for you."

"Really?" he said, arching an interested eyebrow, "And where exactly would you kiss to make it all better."

"Where would you like me to kiss?" she turned it back on him mischievously.

"Where are you?" he asked suddenly.

"In our bedroom," she told him, "Sitting our bed."

"Lie back down," he said huskily.

"EJ," she said, biting her lip at the tone of his voice, the teasing suddenly gone now.

"Lie down for me sweetheart," he told her and Sami felt a quiver go through her at the sound of his deep voice all of a sudden.

"What are you doing?" she asked him a little hesitantly but doing as he said.

"You," he said simply and she blushed bright red then.

"We can't EJ!" she said sounding scandalised, Sami had never done anything like this before.

"Of course we can sweetheart," he told her confidently, "Are you lying down now?"

Sami made a little face, feeling her nerves tighten in anticipation and a thrill at how wrong this was.

"Yes," she breathed.

"I want you to touch your lips for me sweetheart," he told her quietly, "Can you do that for me?"

"Yes," she said a little unevenly, putting two fingers to her lips.

"Your lips are so soft," he murmured, closing his eyes and recalling the sensation of kissing them, "If I was there now I'd be kissing those lips, my tongue inside your mouth, tasting you."

Sami closed her eyes too and pressed the phone a little harder to her ear without realising it, remembering his kisses as well, the feel of his beard first thing in the morning rubbing against her soft skin, the smell of him in her nostrils.

"Yes," she sighed happily.

"I'd be touching your breasts now," he told her throatily, "Cupping them in my hands, squeezing them so your nipples get hard, they drive me so crazy when they do that. Touch them Samantha, make them hard for me."

Sami bit her lip but couldn't stop herself, her hand gliding down her chest now. She could feel her rapidly beating heart against her finger tips now as she moved lower, her breath becoming uneven. EJ's hand slid lower too, resting on his stomach, running over the hard muscles there, his fingers skimming lightly just under the band of his sweat pants but no lower.

"I'd want to see you first," he told her, his voice so low now that it seemed to vibrate through her and fresh wetness gushed out of her core and she moved a little uncomfortably against the ache, "Pull down the straps of your nightie, I want you exposed."

Sami had no choice but to do what he said, it was like she was under his spell all of a sudden. She was alone in the room, the lights were down and she was now lying on the bed with her breasts uncovered with the sound of his deep, almost melodic voice in her ear and it was a deliciously sexy experience.

"Have you done it?" he asked her.

"Yes," she gasped, feeling the cool night air on her naked skin, "I'm cold now."

"Let's see if I can't warm you up then eh sweetheart," he murmured, "Take your nipple in your fingers for me, pull on it and twist it baby, you know what you like."

Sami complied, arching into her own touch, working on it for him.

"Lick your fingers," he told her huskily, "And then go back. That's my mouth Samantha, my mouth on your body, loving you, my tongue lapping at those peaks."

Sami gave a soft little moan, imagining him there, dark head attached to her breast, clever tongue teasing at the sensitive buds. She pulled a little harder on them now, feeling her excitement starting to increase. EJ heard her change of breathing, could feel her becoming more aroused even over the phone lines and could stand it no longer. He pushed down his pants, exposing his rapidly hardening member and wrapped his hand around it and squeezed, picturing himself at her breast, remembering the feel of playing with that bud with his tongue, nipping at it, making it tighten even more. He groaned to remember the weight of her breasts in his hands, the way they filled his hands to overflowing, god but he loved her breasts!

"Oh EJ," she groaned helplessly, "I'm so wet for you right now!"

"Show me sweetheart," he said unevenly, his heart beating wildly in his chest now, "Show me how wet you are for me but don't stop touching your breast, use both of your hands."

Sami had no choice but to do what he said, utterly under his power now as though he was there himself doing these things to her. She put the phone between her ear and her shoulder, holding it there as she kept one hand on her breast, massaging and tweaking. The other crept lower, over the scrap of satin and lace now pooled at her waist and then disappearing over her mound and between her legs.

"Put your fingers inside you," he said, his voice hoarse now, his hand beginning to pump up and down on his aching rod, feeling himself swell even more in his hand, imagining her on their bed, laid out and pleasuring herself for him.

Sami slipped two fingers inside herself, the wetness there making it so easy. She was hot and slick to the touch and she moaned helplessly.

"If I was there they'd be my fingers inside of you," he said roughly, "I'd be making you ride them, pushing them up as far as I could go inside of you."

"Oh yes EJ!" she sighed, mimicking what he was telling her himself, pushing her fingers deep inside of herself.

It wasn't the same, his fingers were longer and thicker and she added a third finger to try and mimic the sensation and was partially successful but it made her crave his touch even more.

"You feel so good sweetheart," he told her, arching his head back, lost in his fantasy of her, "I'd have to taste you now, I wouldn't be able to stand it any longer. Do that for me sweetheart, taste yourself, tell me what it's like."

Sami withdrew her fingers and returned them to her lips, experiencing her own juices for herself.

"Tell me Samantha," he almost ordered her now, his breathing ragged, picking up his speed with his pumping as he imagined her doing just that.

"It's salty and warm," she groaned, not knowing how to explain it to him.

"Your nectar tastes so good baby," he groaned, arching his back a little now as he tightened his grip on engorged staff, "I can't get enough of it, it gets me so hard!"

"Are you hard now?" she asked him breathlessly, picturing his magnificent member, remembering how it felt to watch it swell and stiffen under her care, have it pressed up against her and pushing it's way into her body, making her strain to take all of him.

"So hard Samantha!" he grimaced, "I'm so hard for you right now I can't stand it!"

"I want you inside of me!" she gasped, "EJ please!"

"Turn over," he grunted, feeling the beads of sweat starting to run down his body as he laboured away, "On your knees Samantha, I want to have you like that right now."

Sami shuddered at the demand in his voice and scrambled to obey, turning over and pulling her knees up while she lay her head down on the bed, holding the phone to her ear, her backside up in the air, fully exposed.

"Are you doing it?" he asked her, his voice becoming increasingly strained now as he fought to stay in control and bring her to completion before he completely lost it.

"Yes," she gasped.

EJ groaned loudly, squeezing his eyes together tightly and picturing her perfect ass up high in the air, ready for him.

"Put your hands between your legs," he rasped, "Find your nub, make yourself come for me sweetheart!"

Sami widened her legs a little and did as he ordered, her finger finding the sensitive peak easily because it was already so swollen. She pulled on it first a couple of times but then need the harder friction, beginning to rub on it almost roughly, missing the feeling of his manhood pounding forcefully away inside of her to bring herself to completion.

"EJ!" she moaned, feeling her hips beginning to thrust back of their own accord, finding that age old rhythm as she drove her body to find some relief.

"I want you to come loudly for me Samantha!" he grunted, his own body racing towards it end, his hand pumping frantically away on his shaft, feeling his balls start to tighten now and knew he didn't have long to go.

"Oh EJ!" she sobbed, "It feels so good, I'm so wet, I'm ready for you to come in me, please come!"

"More!" he howled all reason starting to leave him now, "More sweetheart!"

"Now please!" she moaned, "Go harder, I need you deep inside of me, take me baby, make me scream for it!"

"OH YES!" he hissed, "That's it, that's my girl!"

"Oh, oh… ahh… oh god… oh god EJ… ooohhh!"

Sami gave a choked scream then as she came, her hips no longer under her control as they pumped up and down wildly as she tried to keep her finger on her nub, riding the orgasm out for as long as possible. EJ listened to the sounds of her climax and pictured her pale backside presented to him and himself embedded deep inside of her, feeling her walls contracting over and over and all around him and he was done.

"Samantha!" he howled her name as his body released itself all over him, his heels digging into the bed as his backside lifted off the bed, his body convulsing violently, "Oh god, oh god, oh god!!"

The two of them collapsed on their respective beds in endorphin soaked heaps of sated relief. EJ tried to come to his senses, reaching for the tissues on the bedside table, shakily cleaning himself up. Sami for her part rolled onto her side squeezing her legs together for a last little fissure of pleasure before flopping onto her back and looking rather dazedly up at the ceiling.

"Wow," she managed breathlessly after a minute or two, "Wow."

"Wow indeed," he agreed raggedly.

"That was…" Sami trailed off, trying to find the right word, "… Wow!"

EJ wiped the sweat from his eyes, his hair damp from the same, sticking to his forehead a little.

"I can't believe you got me to do that!" she half groaned, half laughed, feeling a little embarrassed now.

"I can't believe it either," he chuckled, "But I'm so glad I did."

"Me too," she admitted and blushed even as she did.

"Are you blushing?" he asked her in gentle amusement, knowing her so well by now.

"Yes," she admitted with a laughing sigh.

"My little innocent girl," he teased her affectionately, "First time?"

"Yes!" she said, "Why, wasn't it yours?"

"It was the first time I really enjoyed it," he told her honestly, a smile on his face now.

"Man whore," she complained to him but not sounding particularly upset.

"So I've had a little experience," he shrugged, "It was all for you sweetheart."

Sami rolled her eyes at that.

"Do you really think that line is going to save you?" she asked him wryly.

"The only thing that can and has saved me is you," he told her affectionately.

"Oh my god but you're sappy after sex," she laughed at him.

"Would you prefer me just to roll over and fall asleep?" he teased her.

"I wouldn't mind if you were in bed with me right now," she sighed, the bed suddenly feeling very empty now.

"I miss you sweetheart," he said softly, "I'll be home soon."

"I know," she said and sighed again.

"So are you kids done now or what, I need to use the phone."

The sudden sound of John's voice in her ear made Sami scream, throwing the phone onto the bed and recoiling from it in horror.

OH. MY. GOD!!!!!

Sami stared wide eyed at the phone as though it was the devil itself and then realised that she hadn't hung up yet. She crawled over to it and bashed randomly at it, not wanting to pick it up again for some incoherent reason. Finally the light went off and she knew she must have hit the right button at last. Sami just sat there then for a long moment, frozen in place.

Oh my god! John had been listening to them having phone sex!! How long exactly had he been there… a minute… two… longer???!!! It was just too horrible to think about! Sami whimpered and pulled the sheets up over her head, knowing it was no answer to what had happened but it was all that she could think of at the time.

She was never going to leave this room again… EVER!!

oooOOOOooo

EJ grimaced and looked at the phone in his hand.

Well this was an… unfortunate… turn of events to be sure.

He was not going to be returning home to a happy camper now that was certain. EJ dialled Sami's cell phone number this time and waited for her to pick up. This was going to take some fancy talking on his part to calm her down after this… she was probably out on their bedroom window ledge even now.

Tricky, very tricky… EJ was hoping something inspired would come to him to help sooth Sami.

"EJ," she said tightly, finally picking up, the panic in her voice obvious.

"So sweetheart," he said brightly, "Ready to go again?"

"OH!" said Sami and then there was the sound of her hanging up in his ear.

Okay then, apparently humour wasn't going to be the best way to diffuse the situation… duly noted.

EJ sighed and dialed her cell phone again… looks like it was going to be a long night… and not in the good way anymore thanks to his uncle!