Hey guys! Here's the next chapter for you, sorry its taken so long, been so busy and only manage to get this written in the last couple of days.

Thanks so much to everyone who reviewed the last chapter, I really do appreciate it and I'm so glad you want me to carry on.

Dedicated to Rachel: A early Xmas pressie for ya darling! *hugs*

Here's Chapter Two then, hope you like! :D

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Chapter Two: An Act Like This

Donna re-emerged from her bathroom a while later after very long and cold shower. She looked around her bedroom, half expecting Sam to still be there, lying naked upon her bed after what they'd just done. She breathed a sigh of relief however, when she looked around the room and saw that all his clothes had gone from her bedroom floor indicating that he had indeed heeded her advice and left her to it. Donna knew that, on top of her daughter's hen party and preparations for the wedding tomorrow, she didn't need another heated confrontation with Sam because she knew the resolution would be the same as the one barely half an hour before, they'd end up having sex and she'd end up pushing him away once again, using the same excuse she had last time. In a way, the fact that she'd given in to him easily scared Donna quite considerably but at the same time, she could've easily said no and pushed him away, but she didn't, she had let him back in and was now desperately contemplating how to cover their liaison up, Donna didn't want people to think that because she'd done the deed with him once again, she had automatically forgiven him and forgotten what he had done all those years ago. Donna would never be able to forget what had happened that summer, her life had been completely transformed by those few weeks but maybe, she could find it in her to forgive Sam for his lies, but to do that, she needed answers, she needed to know whether there had been any malicious intent in his lies or whether he had simply not said anything because he knew that she wouldn't have given him a second glance had she known the truth. Donna needed the answers to the questions spinning round her confused brain but to get them, she'd have to see him and, given what had happened between them in this very room earlier, she wasn't sure she'd be able to resist the temptation and not surrender to him all over again, they had this chemistry, a chemistry so powerful that it was intoxicating to both of them, no matter how much Donna tried to deny it, she knew it was there.

Donna left the bathroom doorway and wandered towards the chair that she'd been sitting on prior to Sam's arrival in her room, she sat herself back down and bent over to pick up the photos that had fluttered to the floor upon his arrival. Her fingers however, only sought out of the photos, not all four. Donna sat back up and stared at the picture of Sam that her hand had reached for and almost immediately, tears began to well up in her eyes. In a sense, she had meant what she'd said to Sam before leaving him naked on top of her bed, she regretted the way their relationship had panned out, their separation had left her heartbroken, she regretted how, after his departure from her life, she felt like their whole relationship had been a lie. Donna knew she had felt something that evening when they'd met for the first time, she'd felt the chemistry when their eyes had met across the crowded bar, heaving with punters after she and her Dynamos had done a gig. She knew he'd felt the same thing because he'd told her as they were taking the boat from the mainland over to Kalokairi but after he'd left, she had made herself believe that he hadn't meant his words at all, meaning that their whole relationship had been false and very one-sided. Donna shook her head and blinked back the tears that had gathered in her emerald green eyes, she had to lay these thoughts about Sam and their rendezvous to rest, for now at least, she had Sophie's hen party to concentrate, that would surely form a big enough distraction from the thoughts that were constantly circling her head. Donna stood up and released Sam's picture from her grip, allowing it to flutter once again to the floor, joining the pictures that already lay there and wandered towards her chest of drawers, opening the individual drawers to retrieve her clothes. Once she'd done that, Donna walked back towards her bathroom and closed the door behind her.

Donna emerged once more from the bathroom a short while later, now fully dressed, her still damp blonde locks cascading over her shoulders. She glanced at her reflection in the bedroom mirror and smiled, banishing all thoughts of Sam and their liaison earlier on from her mind, for a moment at least, she knew she couldn't avoid him forever, or maybe she could…

She walked towards her bedroom door and opened it, closing it behind her and heading off down the stairs in search of her back-up girls. It was no surprise to Donna that when she eventually found Rosie and Tanya, they were sat upon two stools close to her beach bar. Donna smiled to herself, thanking her lucky stars that she'd thought to put in a booze order before her two best friends had arrived on the island, she knew better than anyone that they both loved a drink, Tanya even more so. "Oi! Sheridan!" Tanya shouted over to her best friend as she'd turned around and spotted her.

Tanya's use of her surname snapped Donna back to reality and remembered the last time she'd been called that, by Sam: you want me badly, don't you Sheridan?. She shook her head slightly, as if trying to rid her mind of the thought that had just taken her over. Donna walked over to Rosie and Tanya and sat upon the free stool next to Tanya. "Where did you get to Donna?" Rosie questioned, "we were just about to send out a search party for you! We thought the shower had sucked you up or something."

Tanya giggled at Rosie's utterance whereas, Donna merely smiled. "Are you OK honey?" Tanya questioned, "you seem a little…preoccupied."

The Dynamos had noticed the change in their best friend's persona the moment she had sat down, they just didn't want to say anything that would upset her, they knew she was a bit on edge because of Sam, Bill and Harry's arrival on the island and thought that if she wanted to tell them what was going on in her head, she would do, in time. "Is it something to with Sam, Bill and Harry turning up?" Rosie questioned, "because you know, if you want them to go, we'll gladly go and dispose of them for you."

"Too right," Tanya chipped in, "chuck 'em off a cliff if we have to!"

Donna looked at them and smiled slightly, surely they wouldn't judge her for what had happened with Sam earlier on, even after they'd seen her break down after their arrival, they knew she wasn't keen on them sticking around to witness her daughter's wedding but her liaison with Sam had given one of the men a reason to stick around, even though they were all told by Donna in no uncertain terms to leave. "Girls," she started, "there's something I need to tell you."

Rosie and Tanya immediately looked towards her, "what is it honey?" Tanya questioned, "you know you can tell us anything," she added before wrapping a free arm around her best friend's shoulder.

"Course you can Don," Rosie agreed, "we won't tell anyone else if you don't want us to."

Donna looked up at her two best friends and smiled at them both, "I love you girls so much," she started, "you're like the sisters I never had, which is why I know that I can tell you this and know that you're not going to judge me on what I'm about to tell you."

"Of course we wouldn't judge you Donna, now come on, tell us," Rosie said.

Donna looked at Rosie and smiled at her and Tanya before she began her tale. "After we did the cannonball into the sea and afterwards, we all went to clean ourselves and said we'd meet down here," she started, Rosie and Tanya both nodded but didn't interrupt, allowing Donna to continue, "once I'd had a shower and got myself dried off, I found an old baby picture of Sophie on the dressing table, along with the pictures of Sam, Bill and Harry and I just sat there, wondering which one of them could be Sophie's father, Sam came to see me and we had a bit of a heated confrontation, which led to…well, you know what I mean," Donna finished, her cheeks flushing crimson at her admission.

Both Rosie and Tanya stared at her, neither of them were particularly surprised by their best friend's revelation, they knew that it was inevitable that something would happen between them, their relationship had been so intense that it seemed impossible that they'd be able to resist temptation for the duration of his stay, they knew it would happen eventually. "Why did you think we'd judge you for what happened with you and Sam, Don?" Rosie questioned.

Donna looked towards Rosie and smiled slightly once again, "why do you think? First of all, he could still be married, he's not wearing a wedding ring I know but that could just be because he's trying to make me fall in love with him again, just so that he can leave me broken hearted once again. Secondly, what we did earlier, the sex, is tantamount to me forgiving him for everything he did back then and I can't do that, I wish it was as simple as that but it's not, I love him and he's my biggest weakness of all but, I need to know I can trust him again before I give himself to him fully once again, I don't think I could take him breaking my heart again.," she explained, "and…after we'd done the deed, so to speak, he said he loved me and…I kicked him out."

Rosie and Tanya looked at each other, both could see why Donna had thought they would judge her but at the same time, they both knew that there had been no malicious intent in Sam's actions twenty one years previously but could see why Donna was a bit dubious about taking him back. "You kicked him out?" Tanya finally questioned, "because he said he loved you?"

Donna shook her head, "not just that Tan, I kicked him out because I regretted what had happened, I wish I'd been able to turn around and say I loved him too but I can't do that, not yet anyway, I can't do that until I know why he lied to me all those years ago, you girls understand, don't you?"

"Course we do honey," Tanya said, "but you know he does truly love you and he wouldn't have lied to you unless he really had to."

"Can you do me a favour girls?" Donna questioned, ignoring Tanya's last utterance, not wanting to get into an argument with her best friend about her former lover.

"Course we can Donna," Rosie replied, not allowing Tanya a chance to answer for herself, "what is it?"

"Go and find Sam and tell to stay away, for the moment at least, my daughter is what's important right now and not him,"

"How about me and Tanya go and tell him that right now?" Rosie said.

Donna smiled at her and nodded, "thank you Rosie," she replied before jumping off her stool to hug her best friend.

"What are best friends for eh?" Rosie said before pulling out of embrace and grabbing hold of Tanya's arm, "c'mon Cleopatra!" she said.

"OK, OK, I'm coming," Tanya replied before downing the rest of her drink and following Rosie's lead.

"We'll be back in a bit Donna," Rosie called as she and Tanya began to walk away from the bar and in the direction of the beach.

"Why are we doing this for Donna again?" Tanya questioned when they were out of earshot, "I know she's got her reasons for wanting Sam to stay away from him but they need to talk, telling him to stay away from her isn't going to help that, is it?"

"Tanya, the last thing I want to do is go against Donna's wishes so I'll do what she's told me to do and besides, even if we tell him to stay away, do you really think Sam's actually going to heed our advice and stay away? If he loves Donna as much as he told her he does, he won't listen, he'll turn up at Sophie's hen party tonight and he'll try and win her back, like any sensible guy with half a brain would," Rosie snapped.

"So why are we going to tell him to stay away when we know that he probably won't, it seems like a waste of energy to me,"

"Because if we pass on Donna's message to him, we can't be blamed if he doesn't do what we tell him to. Plus, Donna'll probably get annoyed with him for not doing what we tell him to, they'll have an argument, which will more than likely lead to even more sexytime for them,"

"Jesus Rosie, I thought I was the filthy-minded Dynamo,"

"So did I but you can't deny I'm right Tanya,"

"I guess not, we still need all the details of their encounter though,"

"Now who's the filthy-minded Dynamo?" Rosie questioned as they both descended the steps and walked across the beach to the jetty where Bill's boat was moored.

"Oi! Carmichael!" Rosie called to Sam when she and Tanya reached the edge of the jetty, they could see Sam sat on the deck of the boat talking to Bill and Harry, "we want a word with you."

Sam regarded the Dynamos on the jetty with a slightly nervous look, not knowing what they wanted to talk to him about, his first thought was that they wanted to talk to him about what had happened between him and Donna earlier but he immediately dismissed that thought, unsure whether she would've actually told them what had happened. He nodded and smiled at the two of them before extracting himself from the conversation he was having with Bill and Harry and getting off the boat. He followed Rosie and Tanya back down the jetty and as soon as they were out of Harry and Bill's earshot, they stopped and turned to face Sam. There was a brief silence before Sam decided to break it, "what's this all about ladies because I'm a little bit confused here," he said.

"We're just here to tell you that we know about what happened between you and Donna earlier and…we're just here to tell you to stay away from her, at least for the moment," Rosie said, knowing that it was probably best that she take the lead in this situation, Tanya would only say something stupid anyway.

"She's told you two to tell me that, hasn't she?" Sam questioned.

"It doesn't matter Sam, she doesn't want you near her right now,"

"That's not what she said earlier, she wanted me near her then, she wanted me inside her, I didn't her complain about me being near her when I was making love to her, she had the chance to turn me down and she didn't, she wanted me just as much as I wanted her,"

"She still kicked you out Sam, she had second thoughts, just leave her for now yeah, you never know, she might come round, just give her time," Rosie said before sighing to herself, "I'm going to tell you something Sam, but you've got to promise me you won't repeat a word of what I'm about to say to Donna, she'll go mad if she knows I've told you this.

"I won't breathe a word to her Rosie, so come on, tell me," Sam replied impatiently.

"OK," Rosie started, "she loves you Sam, she told me and Tanya that herself but she needs to know she can trust you again before giving you a second chance, for some reason, she thinks that what happened between you two earlier is tantamount to her forgiving you for everything you did back then, she can't forgive you, not until she knows why you lied to her all those years ago, you give her the answers she needs and you never know, she might give you a second chance."

Sam smiled to himself as he listened to what Rosie was telling him, so she did love him, did she? He knew now he needed to talk to her, explain why he did the things he did back then, he needed to prove to her that he still loved her and hadn't stopped for a single day since they'd first met. "Thanks Rosie, I really do appreciate it, I won't say anything to Donna, I promise," he finally said.

"Good, because I think she'd probably kill us if she found out that we'd told you all that stuff," Rosie joked.

Sam nodded, totally understanding what Rosie was getting at, he didn't want Donna to freak out at him again like she had done after discovering himself, Bill and Harry in her old goathouse, he really didn't want to give her anymore reasons to hate him, despite the fact that now, he knew that she could say she hated him as much as she liked but it didn't change that it wasn't true, she didn't hate him, she loved him. "We'd better be going Sam," Tanya said, speaking for the first time in the conversation, "we've got to go and prepare for Sophie's hen night."

Sam nodded, "I might see you ladies later then," he replied.

Rosie and Tanya wandered back up the beach and towards the steps, heading back to the villa. Sam walked off in the opposite direction, back down the beach towards the jetty. "What on earth was that about?" Bill asked Sam once he climbed back onto the boat.

Sam sat himself back down on the deck but didn't answer Bill's query, "do either of you guys fancy crashing a hen party?" he questioned.

Rosie and Tanya reached the taverna and walked back across to the bar. Donna was still sitting in the exact same stool that she'd been occupying since they'd left to pass on her message to Sam. She saw her two best friends approach the bar and smiled at them, "well? What did he say?" Donna questioned.

"He's going to stay away, for the moment at least Donna, he doesn't want to hurt you anymore than he already has,"

Donna breathed a sigh of relief, she had a little more breathing space now he'd agreed to stay away, or so she thought. "Thanks girls," she said, "now come on, let's go and get prepared for Soph's hen party."

Rosie and Tanya nodded their approval at her words, "but first…" Tanya trailed off as she wandered behind the bar and rummaged the shelves, looking for a bottle, "alcohol!" she finished cheerily, producing a bottle of champagne from the shelf, "to celebrate," she added hastily, noting the sceptical glances that Rosie and Donna threw at each other.

"Can't argue with that, can we Donna?" Rosie questioned.

Donna shrugged her shoulders as she picked up three clean glasses, "I guess not, come on girls," she said, inclining her head towards the stairs that led up to the guest quarters and her bedroom.

Rosie and Tanya nodded approvingly before following her across the courtyard and into the reception area, towards the stairs.

The late afternoon sun soon set upon Kalokairi and gave way to the evening. The Dynamos performed for the first time in over twenty years at Sophie's hen party, their performance was by no means pitch-perfect but it didn't really matter to any of them, it was just a bit of fun for the girls that night. Their performance was marred, in Donna's opinion, by the arrival of Sam, Bill and Harry halfway through their number, was he doing this deliberately? Doing this to try and wind her up, he'd been told to stay away from her, so why was still here?

The Dynamos accepted the applause from Sophie and all of her friends who were there for her hen party, watching their performance before disappearing off the stage to change out of their black spandex costumes. "You did tell him to stay away, didn't you?" Donna questioned her back-up girls as they ascended the stairs once more.

"Course we did Donna, we told him pretty much word for word what you told us," Rosie said as the three ladies wandered across the courtyard, all of them struggling to walk in those ridiculously high platform boots.

"Then why are there here then? If there not here to wind me up then they must be here to try and ruin Sophie's wedding,"

"Why on earth would you think that? You told us you're weren't so keen on this wedding anyway so why are you bothered?" Tanya questioned.

"Don't you dare turn this back on me!" Donna snapped at Tanya, "I know I wasn't keen on the wedding when Sky first proposed but if it's what Sophie wants then I'm happy for her, I don't want them spoiling my daughter's big day, they've done absolutely nothing for her so why should they have anything to do with her wedding day?"

"They didn't even know she existed until they received invitations to her wedding," Rosie chipped in.

"They didn't need to know, I didn't need their help with raising Sophie, I did a great job with her on my own, and I won't be muscled out by them now, today of all days," Donna snapped at both of them before disappearing up the stairs to her bedroom.

Rosie and Tanya stared after her, shocked at their best friend's outburst, wondering whether they had done the right thing in telling Sam everything else Donna had said, aside from saying she wanted Sam to stay away. They both shrugged their shoulders, thinking that it would be best for them to leave her be, especially as it was them she seemed to be annoyed with. They all disappeared off to their separate bedrooms to change out of the spandex, hoping that they'd be able to resolve things when they met up again at the party.

Donna knocked on Rosie's bedroom door a while later. "Come in!" Rosie called out.

Donna opened the door and crept into her best friend's room, poking her head around the door first, "can I come in?" she questioned.

"Course you can Don, what's wrong?" Rosie said as she sat down on the bed and patted the space next to her, indicating for Donna to sit down.

Donna did so, "there's nothing wrong Rose, I just wanted to apologise to you for snapping earlier, I should've have taken out my frustrations on you and Tanya, you two have been there for me for years and it was uncalled for, you didn't deserve it, neither of you did," she said.

"We know you didn't mean to take it out on us Donna, we've fallen out in the past and always sorted things out, it wouldn't have been any different this time around," Rosie said as she tucked a stray strand of hair behind Donna's ear.

"Thanks Rosie," Donna replied as she wrapped her arms around Rosie, bringing her into a hug.

Rosie pressed a gentle kiss to the side of her head, "we've been best friends for years Donna, there's no argument so great that can't be fixed," she said.

They pulled out of the embrace and smiled at each other, "come on Rose, let's go find Tanya and party like there's no tomorrow," Donna replied.

"Tanya'll definitely second that,"

Donna laughed, "I'd expect nothing less,"

They both giggled as they stood up and made their way to the bedroom door, glad to put their little tiff behind them.

The party was in full swing by the time Donna, Rosie and Tanya made it onto the taverna. They were all having a good time, drinking, dancing and generally having a good time, Donna especially, she was having a great time and the hen party was definitely taking her mind off everything that had happened between her and Sam in the last few hours. She was dancing with one of Sky's friends, who had gate-crashed the hen party so that Sky could give his bride-to-be a present, when she glanced around and saw Sam stood in the corner, watching her every move, in his eyes, she could quite clearly see the jealousy in his eyes at the fact that she was dancing with this handsome young man right in front of him, she shot daggers at him, hoping it would be enough to show him that she didn't want there. It didn't deter him though, he stood exactly where he was, watching her, mesmerised by her movements. "Donna," Pepper called to her from the bar, he had to raise his voice quite considerably to make himself heard over the music.

Donna excused herself from the company of Sky's friend and went over to the bar, "what is it Pepper?" she questioned.

"We've run out of champagne, it seems your lovely friend over there…" Pepper gestured towards Tanya, who was clearly half-cut already, "has pretty much drunk the bar dry of the stuff, have you got anymore of it down in the cellar?"

Donna nodded, "it's a good job I thought to double up on the booze order for this month, knowing that this was probably going to happen, how many bottles do you want me to bring up?"

"Are you sure you don't want me to go get them?"

"Nah, its fine Pepper, you stay here and tend to the bar, I'll be back with the bottles," Donna said before turning on her heel and walked around the perimeter of the dance-floor before heading off into the cellar, little did she know, she was being followed…

Donna opened the cellar door and switched on the light, bathing the slightly damp and musty cellar in the golden glow that the light provided. She scuttled around, attempting to find the crates of champagne, eventually she found them, underneath a crate of Smirnoff. She tutted lightly in despair, Pepper had dealt with the delivery and had just put the crates anyway, ignoring Donna's request to put all the vodkas together, all the whiskeys and so on. She was just about to bend downwards to move the Smirnoff so she could get to the champagne when she felt a pair of strong, masculine arms wrap themselves around her waist, "I'm so glad you didn't send Pepper down here to get the drinks," the voice muttered into her ear.

Donna froze in his embrace, Sam, she'd know his voice anywhere, his dulcet tones, like everything else about him, had been engrained into her memory. She rested her hands on top of his, in a brief moment of love and affection before forcing them away from her body before releasing her grip on his hands and turning to face Sam, "what the ---- are you doing here Sam?" she spat at him, "did you not get the message? I don't want you near right now, especially after what happened earlier."

"I did get the message but did you really think I'd give up on you that easily Sheridan?" Sam questioned.

"Don't call me that!" Donna scornfully said.

"I can call you what I like you know, did you not hear what I said before you kicked me out? I love you Donna, and only you,"

"Don't tell me such lies Sam, if you loved me, you'd have been honest with me from the start, I can't trust you until I have some answers,"

"What answers do you want then? Whatever you need to know, I'll tell you, anything,"

Donna didn't give him a verbal answer, instead, she forcefully crashed her lips down onto his, despite knowing that this kiss was only delaying the inevitable, she knew she'd have to answer his question eventually, she was just prolonging the silence. Sam soon responded to her totally surprising actions by sweeping his tongue smoothly across her top lip, causing Donna's lips to part even further at the contact, duly granting him the access he craved, her tongue entered his mouth and danced freely around the space inside that she had craved, despite her verbal denial of her feeling for him, she could not ignore her subconscious. Their kiss became ever more heated as repressed passions spanning twenty one years took over the two of them once again, just like they had in her bedroom earlier that same afternoon. Donna's fingers threaded themselves roughly through Sam's hair, forcing him closer to her, she needed him closer and he was only too happy to oblige. Sam wrapped his arms tightly around her waist before lifting her off the ground, Donna moaned into the kiss as she felt his masculine hands against her thighs, guiding her legs around his waist, ensuring that she now felt his erection pressing against her inner thigh, such a glorious sensation to her but she knew it was the wrong place and most definitely the wrong time, this couldn't happen here, especially at her daughter's hen party, however, there was something so erotic and deliciously naughty about getting caught partaking in an act like this that made Donna's hair stand on end, deep down though, she knew it wouldn't happen, they'd be disturbed before they could get to any action, just her luck! Sam kept his strong masculine arms wrapped tightly around her waist as he glanced around the cellar. Donna wrapped her arms around his neck as he began to move away from where they had previously been standing to the opposite side of the cellar, their lips still locked, their tongues continuing to dance a passionate tango in the mouth of the other. Sam stopped walking once he heard a soft thump, indicating that Donna's back was now against the wall, quite literally! His hands moved from her waist and further upwards, towards the plunge in her dress, his hand slipped underneath the material and touched her breast, she moaned into the kiss once more as she felt it, his hand, almost like an antidote to the soaring temperature of her body. Sam now knew she was braless and his erection twitched in the confinement of his boxers and trousers at this new, exciting realisation. Sam's hand rubbed along the top before moulding perfectly to her breast, as if they'd been created solely for his touch. His hand soon slipped out and across to the other one, repeating his ministrations. By now, their flow of passionate kisses had become somewhat disjointed, due to Donna's frequent moans of satisfaction at his ministrations upon her breast. Sam's free hand found its way to her thigh and slowly slid it upwards, painstakingly slowly. His hand came into contact with the lace of her knickers and Sam's lips curved upwards into a smile against Donna's as he felt the material against his hand. She moaned once more into the kiss, arching her back towards him, causing their lips to break contact, "Sam," she muttered breathlessly, "please."

He smirked playfully at her before slipping his hand underneath the lace material and cupped her bare backside, Donna's eyes fluttered closed as she felt the contact once more, this was so wrong in their current circumstances but yet, so right, she needed those answers before she surrendered to him once more, deep down though, she knew she would be able to wait that long. Sam withdrew his touch soon enough and Donna groaned at the loss, he smirked at her, he knew only too well the effect he'd had on her twenty one years before and still, their chemistry was still was fiery and passionate as it had been back then. Her legs unfurled themselves from around his waist, weak from holding onto him for dear life, her arms stayed wrapped around his neck as their gazes locked, he could see the blazing lust for him dancing round her emerald orbs as clear as day, he smiled, knowing he felt the same way. He lifted his hands from her waist and rested his hands upon her arms before forcing them from their position and bringing them to rest at her side. He spun her around so that she was no longer facing him, her back to him, facing the wall. He wrapped one arm around her waist, pulling her against him while with his other, he bent her over, causing her palms to rest against the cold surface to support herself as she waited, waited for what she thought was the inevitable outcome of this tryst. Sam's hand reached for the hem of her dress and began to hike it upwards. Once he'd done that, his hand reached for the lace of her knickers but for the moment, he didn't seek to remove them, his fingers grazed her core, over the lace of her knickers and she gasped as she felt it, she wanted more, she needed more, but he wasn't going to give in to her just yet. Donna moved her legs apart further to accommodate more of his hand and he responded in the exactly the way she wanted, with two fingers, he began to rub up and down her core, through the lace, feeling the heat emanating from her once more at his ministrations. As soon as she felt his fingers against her core, Donna's body began to writhe in ecstasy against him, loving what he was doing to her, even though she knew it was totally inappropriate for the occasion. "Oh Jesus Sam!" Donna gasped out loud, hoping against hope that no-one had come to look for her and hear her cries of pleasure.

She continued to writhe against his body, causing his erection to harden still further at her movements against him, his fingers soon found the right spot and added due pressure with his hand. Donna could feel the intense feelings of pleasure beginning to rise in her stomach and she bit her lip, trying to stop herself from moaning out loud. Knowing that she was close to the edge and knowing that he himself would not be completely satisfied until his penetration had caused her orgasm, Sam removed his hand from her core, causing Donna to elicit a moan of frustration, thinking that he was going to leave her teetering on the brink of sexual heaven. She knew it was wrong to be indulging in him right here, of all places but her mind was in tatters, she couldn't comprehend putting an end to this now, he'd brought her so far, she couldn't not allow him to take her all the way, who was she to deny him that last pleasure? Behind her, she heard the sound of a belt being unbuckled, followed by the soft thud of material falling to the floor, she smirked to herself as she felt his erection pressing into the curve of her backside once more. His hand ventured back towards her lace kickers and was about to remove them when they both heard, "Donna!" Tanya shouted from just outside the cellar, she may have been half-cut but she could still walk, even though it was without her trademark five inch stilettos, "have you fallen down a hole in that cellar or something?"

"Oh shit!" Donna muttered under her breath, cursing her best friend's timing as Sam sprung away from her, bending downwards to retrieve his boxers and trousers.

She moved away from the wall and pulled the hem of her dress back down, trying to cover up what had been about to happen. "Nope, I'm fine Tanya, just give me a moment," Donna called out to her.

She scuttled about the cellar, putting right her appearance before moving the crate of Smirnoff to get to the Champagne; she brought out two bottles from the crate before turning to face Sam, "we will talk Sam, just not now, it's not the right time, nor place, please…just wait until Sophie's wedding's come and gone and then, we'll talk…I promise," she whispered into his ear before heading towards the cellar door, putting a provocative sway in her hips, leaving Sam mesmerised by her movements.

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