Ch. I: Not the right time, not the right place.
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I know you´re probably sick of my stories by now, but I love writing them so deal with it! :P
And, btw, I think I haven´t said this in a long while: I´m a natural spanish speaker so I´m sorry for the mistakes. This has not been beta read.
Mamma Mia! Here I go again… Enjoy!
"I just told you before… I am not going to be muscled out by an ejaculation" Donna said angrily to her back up girls as they walked back into the party, all dressed up for the night ahead.
"But Donna" Tanya argued "It takes two for tango. They have rights"
"Rights? What have they ever done for their daughter? Huh?"
Listening to their voices reply on the background, Donna took a deep breath to calm herself down and stopped dead in her tracks when she heard movement behind her. But twirling around, she didn´t find a thing.
"I must be going crazy" she sighed shaking her head and giving a step forward to follow her friends, who were now way ahead of her "I need a drink"
Laughing at herself, she run her hand through her hair and started walking back. But the sounfd behind her stopped her legs again. And out of the blue, someone grabbed her arm pulling her into the shadows.
Pinned up against the wall, she felt her frozen heart racing against her chest.
"You scared the shit out of me. What are you…?"
The soft delicious feeling of his lips on hers was enough to wash the fear away from her mind and fire up her body in an instant.
She wanted to scream. She wanted to run away. She wanted to slap him. But Sam Carmichael was a weakness she would never get rid off. And no matter how hard she had tried to convince herself of it, she did miss every time his simple touch made the deepest corners of her body squirm, so much, that all the pain he caused her was far not enough to stop her senses from going into overdrive. Twenty one years she had wondered how would it feel to have him in her arms again, to taste his lips, to have him fulfilling her most lustful desires once again. She was yearning to know how would it be if he made her feel like a woman again. And the thought didn´t left her mind since the moment she saw him standing in front of her that morning.
Yes. She definitely knew what that island meant to him. To them both. But there were so many things she didn´t understand.
Wrapping her arms around his neck, Donna responded with all the passion her heart could keep, pulling her body closer to his and shivering at the masterful touch of his hand sliding under her dress.
When he broke apart slowly and stared into her eyes, the flinch of her body and the soft moan that escaped her lips were enough to tell him he had just got the woman of his dreams back straight into his arms.
"…doing?" she finished breathlessly.
He flashed her one of his most seductive smiles, making her go weak at the knees immediately, lovingly tucking a strand of her hair behind her ear and leaning closer to her.
"You are… so beautiful"
Donna blushed, looking away, a sincere smile curling up in her lips. Her blood was racing too fast and she couldn´t think straight enough to gather an answer. She loved the way his simple words could make her feel so warm. She knew he wanted her. And she could feel the same electrifying wave run through her body she felt that night on the beach. The truth was she wanted him as much. All the time and all the rage haven´t been enough to erase him from her skin. And she hated herself for that. Deep inside she knew she was in his hands, and that she would have agreed to whatever he asked just to be in his arms… one more time.
He placed her hand under her chin to meet her gaze and smiled again. But the words "I love you" that he was about to whisper to her ear got stuck between their tongues when she grabbed his shirt to pull him closer and kissed him passionately.
Not the one to resist her advances, he deepened the kiss pining her against the wall and pressing his growing erection against her thigh. His hands slid further up, to rest on her butt, as his mouth trailed the way down her soft neck.
Twenty one years had Donna waited for him to come back. A long twenty one years that she wasn´t thinking of wasting right now. That part of her life was over… to everyone else but him.
"F-follow me" she muttered whilst taking his hand, shivering in delight when his mouth reached her breast.
They had just been passing one of the empty guest rooms and with Donna using her master key three steps had been enough to put them under the safety of a private space.
Sam took his shirt over his head and threw it aside. Donna gulped, running her gaze along his strong arms, his perfect toned torso, his back. Her mouth went dry as she watched him, and she could feel her body stir and push her to him.
Catching a glimpse of her expression and conscious of the way her eyes were following him, he was determined to tease her.
Humming "you can leave your hat on" he undid his belt and his trousers, sliding them down very slowly. Giggling, Donna couldn´t help but stare at him up and down… his muscly thighs… his perfect frame…
Donna bit her lower lip to help a smile, never taking her eyes away when she caught the clothes he threw to her.
Wow…Am I about to fuck Sam Carmichael? And oh my god his ass… She gasped, releasing the grip of her hand on his piece of clothing when his boxers dropped down too.
She took a step back trying to find something she could take hold off to keep her from fainting when he turned to face her flashing an irresistible cheeky grin.
"You know, this is a little bit one sided baby"
Baby. Just hearing that word in his voice could bewitch her very soul. She nodded, grabbing the hem of her dress and quickly taking it off, even forgetting she wasn´t wearing a bra.
"Wow. I love this view" he muttered, wrapping his arms around her slender waist and sliding his hands down to remove the last garment remaining between them. Feeling her body flinch, he captured her lips on his before she could protest. Donna responded eagerly and when she gave him another delicate moan he laid her on the bed gently, resting on top of her.
"Open your legs baby" Sam whispered nibbling on her earlobe.
Again.
Intertwining their tongues together, she wrapped her legs around his body, so lost in the moment that right there seemed so wonderful, lying with the first man she ever loved, the only one she wanted to love again. IT was a perfect moment she wanted to last forever.
"Am I your baby?" she breathlessly questioned between their fire filled kisses.
"Oh, yesssss, you areee" he groaned, sliding himself into her roughly.
She moaned in reply, dragging her nails down his back when he started his fast moves within her.
"That feels so goooood, oh, I missed you so much baby"
"I missed you too"
As her loud moans increased, he started moving faster, reaching for a way to please her the best. He wanted her forgiveness and that was certainly a first step.
Her mouth traveling down his neck, she sucked hard on his skin when the pressure of her legs pushed him deeper.
"Take it easy baby, let me take you there first"
Groaning, he moved faster staring at the changing expression of her face. She was beautiful and seeing her glow like that in his arms ensured him coming back for her was the best decision he ever made.
Pressing her lips against his, she arched her back, as she was engulfed by the most wonderful sensation she had ever felt. So much more powerful and mind-blowing than the first time.
"Oh my fucking God, Saaaaaaaaammm"
She let her exhausted body collapse onto the bed as he came right after her, moaning her name too.
It was quick and satisfying for them both and Sam had the widest grin on his face as he withdrew to lay next to her. Everything was perfect.
Before he had the time to extend his arm to hold her, she turned his back on him, clearly regretting what she was so willing to do before. Sex with a married man was wrong. Sex with a man that was going to leave her again was wrong. Sex with a man she loved with all her heart but couldn´t have… was certainly wrong. She didn´t like to be his slut of the week the first time and she didn´t like it now.
I should have foreseen this was going to happen. I can´t even look him in the eye now. Why have I been stupid enough to give him my heart lock? Does he even knows it can´t be returned?
He stared up and down at her fabulous body in silence. He couldn´t understand what was wrong. It had been amazing for both of them, why was she detaching like that? He wanted to hold her in his arms, to hear her sweet voice, to kiss her gorgeous smile, to tell her how much he loved her. He wanted to marry her. Sam extended his arm to place his hand on her waist, but once again he couldn´t reach her.
With a sigh, she sat up and grabbed her dress from its discarded position on the floor.
"Can you please leave?"
Sam couldn´t believe his ears. She wants me to leave? After what we have just done?
"What?"
"You heard me. You know where the door is"
Her icy words were like a knife to his heart. So she didn´t want him back after all. There wasn´t a second chance.
He sat on his knees behind her, wrapping his arms around her waist and placing slow teasing kisses on her neck
"But why? You were pretty loud ensuring me you were enjoying yourself and that I was oh, so good…" he said mimicking her and sliding his hands up her body to cup her breasts in his hands.
Distracted by his movements, she mumbled
"Oh, yes, you are good"
"How good?" he smiled teasing her with his fingers.
"Won…derful" she moaned tilting her back and he immediately plunged his lips into hers again.
Deepening the kiss he laid her down again, positioning himself on top of her.
He broke apart biting her lower lip gently and tickled her, sighing in relief when he heard her burst in laughter. And then, he noticed the tears moistening her flustered cheeks. Sam stopped. Donna opened her beautiful green eyes and the hurt in them plummered his heart down to his stomach.
"Why did you ever have to leave me?"
"I never left you Donna. I love you"
She sat straight up shaking her head.
"You went away to marry someone else. But you didn´t leave me. Perfect"
"I didn´t do such a thing"
"What? Explain yourself" she asked, not knowing if she should feel insulted.
"I was engaged, I had to go. I went to tell Lorraine I couldn´t marry her and I came right back. To marry you"
Her mouth dropped open.
"Marry me? Why… why didn´t you call me?"
"Because I was madly in love with you, I still am, and I was crazy enough to think you would wait for me. But when I arrived back here they told me you were off to Paris with somebody else"
"S-so I ruined it. I ruined it all" she started crying silently again "I´m… sorry"
"No baby, you didn´t ruin anything"
She sighed and looked down.
"I did. You belong to someone else. I just slept with a man I´m in love with but I can never have. I just slept with someone who should have never slept with me"
He pulled her into his arms and kissed her head.
"Baby, we´re both to blame for what happened. And, you know, you are the only one I belong to… the only one I want to sleep with"
She pulled him away forcefully.
"Sam, stop it now. Why do you insist like this in hurting me? Please go back to your wife… and let me live. I don´t want to be the other woman in your life. I love you too much for that"
Silently, he grabbed his pants and took a box from his pocket, grabbing the ring inside. She gulped, staring at him wide-eyed, as he slid the ring on her finger and took her hands, kissing them.
"I´m a divorced man who loved you for twenty one years. My heart belongs to you and it always did. Donna Sheridan, would you marry me?"
Gasping in surprise, she looked to the ring and back to his face.
"Is that a yes baby?" he smiled lovingly, stroking the back of her hand with his thumb.
"No Sam. It´s not a yes" Donna muttered, taking the ring of her finger and handing it back to him.
"What? Why?" he muttered, not understanding.
"Because you´re nothing but a selfish bastard. I´m not the same 17 years old girl you left crying her heart out on the beach that night. I´m not a prize you can come and collect whenever you feel like it" she said calmly, dressing back whilst he looked at her up and down, doing the same.
"I don´t understand you Donna. I´m here because I love you and because I want to share my life with you"
"If you love me as you say" she said walking to the door "Prove it"
"Is not proof enough the fact I can´t take my eyes off you?" he asked in a sad low voice, stroking her cheek.
She blushed noticing how his eyes were actually wandering from her low V neckline to her long legs blooming beneath the short dress.
"For God´s sake Donna, did you just felt nothing when I was making love to you?"
She bit her lower lip to stop herself from saying there weren´t enough words to describe her feelings. He was the only one who ever took her to heaven.
"It´s not a no neither Sam" she sighed "I just… can´t answer you now, because I have to focus on my daughter´s wedding. We can talk again after that"
"That sounds a lot better" he said softy, pulling her into his arms "Can I still call you baby?"
Giggling, Donna wrapped her arms around him too.
"Oh, my, how could you manage to make me laugh?"
"It´s a gift" he shrugged.
"Okay. Now I really think you should stop hugging me. I find it hardly difficult to unwrap myself from your arms"
"Close your eyes baby" he whispered softly into her ear.
Donna did as he asked and he leaned to place a slow sweet kiss on her red inviting lips. Smiling, she responded with all the softness in her heart. And for a brief moment she thought about saying yes, about following her heart, about being happy, about telling Sam Carmichael she was head over heels in love with him. But it wasn´t the place and it wasn´t the time.
Because, if anything, Donna Sheridan wanted someone that would fight for her.
And she still needed her drink. A very big one.
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