Hello guys!
Well, I'm back, and I've got an update for ya all. Sorry its taken so long, Christmas and New Year are hectic times of year anyway, especially at my workplace! It was chaos but I'm glad its all over now :D
This update is dedicated to three people: My fellow Dynamos, Karola and Mel (the Donna and Tanya to my Rosie :D) and also to Shanice for PM'ing me sometime last week and effectively giving me a monumental kick up the backside!
I wasn't going to post this until Friday but as I'm going to see It's Complicated on Friday morning, I doubt I'll be in a fit state to do anything once I emerge! Plus, I finished this yesterday evening and thought I'd post it as soon as I could.
Hope you all enjoy and let me know what you think!
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PS: M-rated content guys! If you don't like, then don't read, simples!
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Chapter Three: An Hour Of Honesty
Donna sat bolt upright in her bed, woken unceremoniously from her slumber as images of what had almost happened between her and Sam in the cellar earlier at Sophie's hen party taunted her, making her even more aware of how low her resistance was when he was around, it was almost non-existent. She turned her head to look at the clock upon her bedside table, it read 2am, she sighed quietly to herself, knowing that now she was awake, she doubted she'd get back to sleep, especially when all her dreams reminded her of was the incident in the cellar, where she'd practically launched herself at Sam. Donna pulled off the cover and swung her legs out of bed, standing herself up before wandering towards the chair that stood in front of her dressing table, pulling her dressing gown off the back of the chair as she reached it. She wrapped the dressing gown around her body, slipping her feet into a pair of black pumps before heading towards her bedroom door, she needed a drink and somehow, she knew that neither a glass of water nor orange juice would make this better, she needed something a hell of a lot stronger than that.
Donna padded as silently as she could across the courtyard, taking care not to disturb the guests that were no doubt asleep in their individual rooms, getting their beauty sleep for the big event later that day. She only wished that she too could be one of them, she didn't want to be awake at this ungodly hour but she couldn't sleep with the events of the previous evening playing constantly in her mind, like a piece of film stuck on an endless loop. When Donna reached the bar, she was shocked to see that she wasn't the only person still awake at this hour, sitting upon one of the barstools and staring into the bottom of a glass which had once probably contained a generous measure of scotch was Sam. As soon as she clapped eyes on him, Donna inhaled deeply, surprised to see him sat there at this time of the morning, no-one was about, anything could happen between them, rather like the two incidents that had already occurred since his arrival. Donna exhaled just as deeply, she could do this, she could act like an adult in his presence, maybe this would do them some good, being here alone at this time of the morning, they could talk, really talk about their past, present and, who knows? Maybe their future too. Donna knew that this conversation couldn't wait until after the dust had settled upon Sophie and Sky's wedding, this conversation had already waited too long, far too long.
Donna wandered over to the bar, lifting herself onto the stool beside Sam, unsure of whether she should be putting herself in such close proximity to him but doing it nonetheless. "Why are you still awake Sam?" Donna questioned.
Sam looked up, surprised to see her sat next to him at this early hour of the morning. "I could ask you the same thing," he replied, "I couldn't sleep," he added, answering her question honestly, there wasn't any point in lying to her, he'd done enough of that already.
"I could've guessed that much myself, I couldn't either," she admitted, "I need a drink, can I get you another?" she added, waving a hand towards his empty glass, resting upon the bar.
"Thanks," he smiled warmly towards her as she slid gracefully off the stool on which she was perched.
Donna wandered behind the bar and picked up a bottle of scotch from the shelf, she unscrewed the lid before reaching for a second glass and set it down on the bar, pouring a generous measure of the liquid into both their glasses. Once done, she screwed the lid back on but didn't replace it on the shelf, knowing that just one glass was never going to be enough to get through what she knew was coming. She passed Sam's glass back to him and their fingers lightly brushed together, causing sparks of electricity to shoot through their bodies at the mere sensation of their skin touching. Donna wandered back around the bar, glass in hand and settled herself back upon the stool she'd vacated minutes before. There was silence between the two former lovers as they sipped from their drinks, both waiting for the other to speak and break the silence that had descended. "I know I said that we'd talk after Sophie's wedding but…I don't think this can wait that long," Donna finally said, breaking the silence, knowing that beating around the bush wouldn't get them anywhere, "we need to talk…now," she added, just to make her point crystal clear to him.
Sam nodded in acceptance, "so…" he trailed off, not quite knowing how to start this conversation off, "you said you couldn't trust me again until you had some answers, you ask the questions, I'll give you the answers you need."
Donna nodded in agreement before lifting the glass to her lips, taking a sip before asking her first question, "why did you lie to me?"
Sam looked at her, he knew it was coming, she would no doubt want the answer to that question more than any other that would that would be asked in this hour of honesty, "what I said in your bedroom earlier, about you probably not giving me a second glance had you known the truth, that's part of the reason. Another reason why I didn't tell you was because I thought me and Lorraine were finished, before I left New York and came over to Greece, we'd had a massive row about the wedding plans and I left, I didn't think Lorraine would want me back after I'd walked out on her, I mean, I'd walked out on her once, what was to stop me doing it again and again once we got married?" he explained.
"That still doesn't excuse what you did, you left me,"
"I happen to recall that it was you who told me you never wanted to see me again,"
"I know but…" Donna trailed off, gathering her thoughts as she took another sip from her glass of scotch before continuing, "I was hurt, angry, I said it in the heat of the moment, I mean, I had just found out that the guy that I'd given my heart to was in fact engaged to somebody else, how else would you have expected me to react? I just think that…if you'd loved me as much you'd said you did, you'd have actually stuck around and begged for my forgiveness,"
"If I'd have known that was what you wanted me to do, I'd have done it Donna, you should've known that. There's only one more thing I can say, no matter what you think, it tore me apart to lie to you, if I could've been open about everything from the very beginning without it jeopardising us, then I would've done, I didn't mean to hurt you Donna," Sam said as his hand rested upon her prominent cheekbone, smoothing the skin with the pad of his thumb, Donna exhaled at this one gesture, such tenderness but there was no time for sentimentality, she still needed answers to the questions circling her brain.
Donna turned her head away, causing his hand to slip from her cheekbone and back down to his side, she couldn't allow herself to be drawn in by him now, she'd come this far, she couldn't give in now, just as she was getting the answers that her heart had craved for twenty one years. "After I chucked you out, saying that I never wanted to see you again, did you come back for me at all?" she asked.
Sam's gaze hadn't left her, he nodded his head before he spoke, "those few days with you were life-changing for me Donna, they were enough to make me realise that I wanted you, and only you, not Lorraine. After you'd kicked me out, I left Rosie and Tanya a message that I asked them to pass onto you, I told them to tell you that I was going back to New York to sort things out over there but I'd be back as soon as I could be,"
Donna's gaze met his, tears welling up in her eyes, "you…" she started, unable to string the words together, "you told them that?" she finally questioned.
Sam nodded once again, "they didn't tell you, did they?" Donna shook her head, attempting to rid herself of the tears that had built up in her emerald eyes, he sighed to himself before continuing, "I didn't tell them this but…when I went back to New York, I was going to end things with Lorraine for good and come back to Greece for you. I did just that, left Lorraine for good and came back, only when I arrived, I was told that you were off with some other guy…" Donna's heart sunk further into her stomach as she listened, how could the Dynamos have kept this from her? She'd need to have some serious words with them when they woke up, at the same time though, her heart began to flutter, touched by the fact that he'd actually kept to his promise and come back, but she hadn't been there when he had, "so, I went back, tail between my legs, begging Lorraine for a second chance, she took me back, called me an idiot and married me to prove it," Sam finished, Donna smirked slightly at him, "what?" he questioned, wondering what it was that she seemed to find so funny.
"She called you an idiot?" Donna questioned incredulously, "I'd have done a hell of a lot more than that if you'd left me for another woman."
"I effectively did leave you for another woman," Sam replied regretfully, "and not a day has gone by when I haven't regretted it," he added, "and, just for the record, you did call me worse names than an idiot."
"There's no need for regrets now Sam," Donna said as she rested her free hand on top of his, which was resting upon the bar, they both felt the familiar spark shooting through their bodies as their skin met, "I'm here now, you've given me the answers that I wanted but, there's one more question I need you to answer for me."
"Anything for you Donna," he replied.
Donna reached for the bottle of scotch, still resting upon the bar and unscrewed the lid once more, pouring another measure into both hers and Sam's glasses, she put the bottle back down upon the bar, screwed the lid back on and lifted her glass to her lips, taking a small sip of the liquid before she asked her last question, "are you and her…still married?"
Sam too took a sip from his refilled glass of scotch, shaking his head as he did so and almost immediately, without needing him to verbalise his action, the million butterflies that had lain dormant in the pit of her stomach for so many years spread their wings once more and fluttered about uncontrollably. Donna never knew that it was possible for one movement to create a whole host of possibilities for a future, a future for them, she could see it in her mind's eyes, their future, together. She now had all the answers she'd wanted for so long and was now certain of one thing, she was ready to forgive Sam for everything he had done back then and look to the future, their future. "Our marriage didn't work out," Sam finally said, "even though I went ahead with the wedding, I was still madly in love with you and after the birth of our two sons, Luke and Scott, everything went downhill and eventually we split up. What can I say Donna? I'm a divorced man who's loved you for twenty one years."
Donna smiled in his direction, touched by his own sentimentality, despite the cheesiness of his last remark. "Thank you Sam," she murmured softly.
"What for?" he questioned.
"For being so honest with me, I really appreciate it,"
"I betrayed you Donna, you more than anyone else deserved answers,"
She smiled at him once more, her gaze dropping to the glass of scotch that rested upon the bar, taking a deep breath before she spoke again, she knew that she would alter the course of their future with her next utterance so she knew she'd have to choose her words very carefully. Sam leant forwards, hooking a finger underneath her chin, lifting her head so that their gazes locked once more, her heart rate increasing tenfold at this one gesture, she alone could see the sparkle that lingered there, his eyes shining with twenty one years of untold love and longing for her, she knew what she was about to say was right, how could it not be? Finally, after what seemed like hours of silence between the two, Donna finally spoke, breaking the blissful air of peace that had descended between them, "I love you Sam," she said.
The smile that had graced Sam's lips barely seconds before suddenly broadened in length, "you do?" he questioned.
Donna nodded her head as she continued to smile up at him, "I do," she replied.
Sam continued to grin at her as she elegantly slipped off the stool, reaching towards him and cupping his face in her hands, slowly drawing it towards her own. Their lips were barely millimetres apart as Donna made her move, she closed the small gap between them and pressed her lips softly, gently to his, sealing the deal with the most tender of kisses. She pulled away and stared intently at him, gently caressing his stubbled chin with her soft, delicate fingertips. "So…" Sam started, "does this mean I'm forgiven?"
Donna smiled brightly at him, pretending to think about her answer before she spoke once again, "I think you are Sam but, you've got to promise me something,"
"Anything Donna,"
"You don't keep secrets from me again, I don't think I could take it if you broke my heart a second time,"
Sam leant forward and pressed a kiss to Donna's forehead, "I promise darling, I won't be the one that breaks your heart again," he murmured as he buried his nose into her silky blonde locks.
Donna breathed a sigh of relief as he lifted his head and gazed into her eyes. They smiled at each other before their lips met once more, this time, more passionately than before, Sam's tongue swept smoothly across her top, silently pleading for access, which she willingly granted him. His tongue swept into her mouth as hers followed suit into his, their arms wound themselves tightly around the other, drawing the other further and further into the waterfall of passion that their kiss had created. Soon enough, they both pulled away, gazing lovingly into the eyes of the other. Donna reached for his arm and looked down at his watch, it now read 2:58am. "I'd better be getting back to bed," she reluctantly said, "I do need to get some sleep, even if it's only a few hours."
"Can I come with you?" Sam questioned cheekily.
Donna laughed before playfully slapping his arm, "if you came to bed with me, I'd never sleep, I can't seem to restrain myself when you're around," she admitted, a slight blush creeping her cheeks at her admission.
Sam smirked at her, "I'll behave myself," he said, "please," he added, smiling slightly at her, knowing she wouldn't be able to resist his smile.
"Oh come on then," Donna relented, grabbing Sam's hand in hers as she began to walk back across the courtyard.
Sam followed her, delighted that they'd finally sat down and talked things through like a pair of civilised adults. He knew there'd been a good reason for him to come here and he'd been proven right, he'd finally got the love of his life back and he thanked his lucky stars that fate had brought them back together.
Donna quietly shut her bedroom door after the two of them had stepped inside, she turned to face him, kicking off her black pumps as Sam leant downwards to remove his own shoes. A soft smile danced across her face as she walked towards him, draping her arms around his shoulders and leaning upwards to press a soft kiss to his lips. Soon enough, the kiss grew in intensity as Sam wrapped his arms around Donna's waist and pried open her mouth with his tongue. Her hands grasped the collar of his black shirt and slowly but surely began undoing the buttons. When her slim fingers had dexterously undone the last button, Donna broke the kiss and removed the garment from his masculine upper body, Sam smiled as he caught the look of complete and utter happiness that sparkled in her emerald eyes, even in the dark, it was plain enough for him to see. "Your turn," he murmured to her.
Donna smiled at him as his hands sought out the belt of her dressing gown, slowly drawing it out of the knot that was holding the material around her body. Soon enough, Sam had undone the belt and his hands made their way upwards, to her shoulders and slid the garment down her arms, until it landed on top of his shirt on her bedroom floor. Donna's hands made their way slowly down his chest, tickling him slightly as her soft fingers danced downwards, towards the waistband of his trousers, going straight for his flies, unzipping them and allowing them to fall to the floor at their feet. Sam kicked them aside before Donna grasped his hands in hers and led him over to her bed, they soon clambered underneath the covers and once Sam had settled himself against her pillows, she shuffled towards him, resting her head against his chest, no words were exchanged, both perfectly happy to lay there together in this blissful silence, the only thing that mattered to them was that they were together and this time, nothing was going to tear them apart. Sam wrapped his arm around her waist and Donna smiled happily to herself, allowing her eyelids to flutter closed, knowing she'd sleep well with him beside her.
The morning sunlight crept through the small gap left in Donna's curtains, drawing her out of her slumber, despite a lack of sleep. Her first thought when she came to was that everything that had happened in that very early hour of the morning had been a very pleasant dream, no hint of reality to it whatsoever. She however, was very pleasantly surprised when she stretched her hand out, expecting to feel the mattress beneath her as she always did, and instead, her hand met the bare flesh of his upper arm, it hadn't been a dream, it was a reality, their reality. Donna lifted her head from where it had been nestled so comfortably against his chest and smiled as she saw that Sam was already awake, a similar smile gracing his handsome face as he'd watched the love of his life sleeping so peacefully in his arms once again. "Morning sleeping beauty," Sam murmured to her, pressing a soft kiss to her forehead as he did so.
"Morning handsome," Donna murmured back, "what time is it?"
Sam looked towards the clock upon her beside table and then looked back at her, "it's almost eight," he said. Donna sighed to herself as she rested her head back against his chest, thinking that it was later than it actually was, "what happens now?" Sam finally asked, breaking the silence that had descended between them.
Donna looked up at him once more, "how do you mean?" she questioned.
"I mean…when are we going to go public, let everyone know we're back together?"
"Not today Sam," Donna adamantly said, she saw the look of shock and surprise on Sam's face and backtracked, she sat up and cupped his face in her hands, pressing a soft, tender kiss to his lips before continuing, "darling, it's Sophie's big day today, its not about us, its about her and Sky. I'm not saying that this'll stay secret forever because it won't, especially with Rosie and Tanya sniffing about, I just want it to stay secret for now, at least until the wedding's out of the way…you understand, don't you?"
Sam relaxed, thinking that she was going to say that she didn't want it to come out about the two of them being back together, he really didn't know why he'd allowed himself to be shocked at what she was going to say, it was only natural that she'd want her daughter's big day to be perfect, not overshadowed by their news. He too sat himself up, propping himself up on one elbow, he leant towards her and pecked her softly on the lips, lightly stroking his thumb across her cheek, "of course I understand baby, I didn't think you'd wanna share this today anyway, I was just curious, that's all. I just don't know how I'm going to keep my hands to myself," he admitted to her.
Donna smirked playfully at him before grabbing hold of him and rolling onto her back, pulling him down on top of her, she leant upwards, ensuring her lips were as close to his ear as she could manage before whispering into his ear, "maybe you don't have to," Sam looked down at her, raising his eyebrows provocatively at her, smiling as he did so, waiting for her to continue, "I quite like the idea of sneaking around, if only just for today, it's sexy."
Sam smirked at her, "just like you then," he murmured to her. Donna blushed crimson at his words, burying her head into the crease of his neck, pressing kisses to his shoulder blade as she did so, "it's true," he added, pressing a gentle kiss to her head as he spoke.
Donna lifted her head from his shoulder and smiled upwards at him, "I'd better be making a move," she reluctantly said, not making any effort to push him away,
"I suppose I'd better let you go then," Sam replied as he relieved her of his weight, flopping down on the other side of the bed so that she could get out.
Donna leant over and pecked him softly on the lips, "thank you," she murmured.
Sam looked towards her, "what for?"
"For being such a persistent so-and-so this last day or so when I refused to talk to you, I guess your persistence paid off in the end,"
"It's certainly true what they say then, persistence pays off in the end,"
Donna nodded in agreement, "more so for you," she said, winking at him as she spoke.
Sam reached across the bed and playfully slapped her backside as she went to get out of the bed. He leant back against the headboard, watching Donna intently as she wandered around the bedroom, getting herself dressed for the morning that lay ahead of her. She heard Sam sigh happily behind her as she removed her white nightdress and turned around to face him, raising her eyebrows in his direction. "What?" he questioned, "I'm just enjoying the view while I can."
Donna smiled at him before returning to the task of getting herself dressed, slowly but surely covering up the inches of her body that Sam longed to lavish his attentions and affections upon. Once she'd finished, Donna wandered back towards the bed, climbing on top of it and crawling on all fours towards him. She leant downwards and pressed her lips gently to his own, pulling away before he had a chance to deepen it. "I'll see you later darling," she murmured softly to him.
He smiled up at her as he felt her breath tickling his cheek, "mmm, I'm sure you will do, I'll come looking for you," he replied.
Donna laughed, "I'm sure you would do," she said as she climbed off the bed and wandered towards the bedroom door, "you can't let anyone see you leaving this room Sam," she added, her hand resting on the door handle, an air of seriousness in her voice, stark contrast to the banter they had been enjoying barely half a minute before.
Sam nodded, indicating he understood what she meant, "I know," he replied, "I'll be careful."
Donna smiled at him before turning the handle and quietly opening the door. She turned on her heels and left the room, closing the door behind her, leaving Sam to get dressed in relative peace, without distractions.
Donna padded across the landing to Rosie and Tanya's guest bedroom, unable to wipe the smile off her face, she knew she'd have to try and keep her happiness under wraps for the moment, she didn't want her contentment to be the focal point of her daughter's wedding day. She paused outside their guest bedroom, gathering herself together before pushing the door inwards and entering. She smirked as she saw Tanya spread out over one of the beds, clearly still asleep, her hair all over the place, unkempt and Rosie was stood over her, with a glass of alka-seltza in one hand and a small bucket of cold water in the other. "Rosie!" Donna whispered as she quietly closed the door behind her and wandered towards her, "what are you doing?"
Rosie looked up at her and smiled cheekily at her best friend, "I think we need to wake Cleopatra up and ensure she's sober for the big event this evening," she replied as she prepared to make her move.
Donna stepped back as Rosie set the glass of alka-seltza down upon the dressing table and chucked the bucket of cold water all over Tanya, who awoke with a start. She sat up and looked towards Donna and Rosie, who were doubled over in fits of laughter, "what on earth was that for?" she questioned.
Both Donna and Rosie looked back up at her, "we thought you needed sobering up sweetie," Rosie replied.
"I don't need sobering up, I'm perfectly fine," Tanya retaliated but no sooner had she said that, she felt the all to familiar headache coming to her.
"You sure about that darling?" Donna questioned.
"Alka-seltza's on the dressing table when you need it," Rosie said.
"Thanks," Tanya muttered, holding her head with one hand as she reached for the glass with the other.
Donna and Rosie sat down on the edge of Rosie's bed as they watched Tanya practically gulp the contents of the glass down and replace the glass upon the dressing table. "Right girls, I'm going for a shower," she announced as she swung her legs off the bed and onto the floor before beginning to walk slowly towards the bathroom.
"Girls, can I ask you something?" Donna questioned once Tanya had emerged from the shower and got herself dried and dressed.
"Course you can Donna, what is it sweetie?" Tanya questioned as she and Rosie sat down either side of her on the sofa, tucking a stray strand of hair behind her ear in a similar way to how Donna did to Sophie whenever she was upset about something.
Donna looked at both Rosie and Tanya before she spoke again, she'd planned what she would say when Tanya was in the shower and she wasn't going to back out now, she had to know why her two best friends had chosen not to tell her that Sam was going to come back for her all those years ago, "why did you do it?"
Rosie and Tanya looked at each, seeing the confusion painted upon the face of the other. "Donna, you're not making any sense honey," Tanya said, "why did we do what?"
"You know what you did, both of you. All those years ago, when I found out about Sam being engaged to someone else and threw him out, why didn't you tell me that you knew he was going to come back?"
Once again, Rosie and Tanya looked at each other, comprehension dawning on both their faces as they both recalled the incident that Donna was alluding to. "Donna, we were only doing what we thought was best for you," Rosie started.
"Best for me?" Donna questioned incredulously, "if you'd wanted to do what was best for me, you'd have told me he was coming back in the first place."
"We weren't sure whether he was telling us the truth, or telling us what he thought you'd have wanted to hear. We kept it from you because we both saw both heartbroken you were by the break-up and we didn't want to see you torn apart even more if we told you he was coming back and it not happening," Tanya gently explained, surprised by her own compassion, it was always Rosie who took the lead in situations like this, not her, "we did it for you Donna, believe us honey, we were trying to protect you."
Donna smiled at Tanya and then at Rosie, she couldn't stay angry with either of them for long, she knew that and they also knew that too. "I love you girls," she said, wrapping her arms around each of them, "it was just such shock, finding out that you knew and never told me a thing."
"We understand Donna," Rosie said as she rested chin against Donna's shoulder, "how did you find out we knew though?" she added, shooting a questioning glance at Donna as she spoke.
A soft smile briefly flickered across Donna's face before she gave Rosie and Tanya her answer, "me and Sam had a heart-to-heart in the early hours, talked everything through…and he told me," she replied, taking care not to give too much away, least of all what had happened after their conversation early that morning.
"You just talked?" Tanya questioned disbelievingly, "blimey honey, if that was me, they'd have been no talking whatsoever, straight to the action."
"I'm not you Tanya," Donna reminded her, "I'm glad everything's out in the open now though."
"Now that's everything sorted between you two…" Tanya trailed off, "any chance of…" she trailed off again, knowing that Donna would know what she was getting at.
Donna shrugged her shoulders, "who knows? We'll just have to wait and see," she said, "I'd better be going girls, got loads to do before this evening, you coming too?"
Rosie and Tanya both shook their heads, "Bill said he'd take me fishing," she said, shooting Donna an apologetic look.
"And Harry somehow talked me into water sports, I must've been drunk!" Tanya exclaimed dramatically.
"You were!" Rosie reminded her.
Donna laughed at her two best friends before reaching across to kiss each of their cheeks. "Have fun then, both of you," she said as she stood up and walked towards the door.
She turned to her back-up girls once again, smiling at each of them before turning the door handle, opening it and stepping out of the room, closing the door behind her.
The morning dragged on for Donna as she busied herself with the preparations for Sophie's wedding that evening, the clear-up from the hen party the night before took a lot longer than she had anticipated, the mess was unbelievable! She'd also had the table arrangements for the sit-down meal to sort out as well, she was doing a lot of rushing around and the heat wasn't really helping matters at all. It wasn't until late morning that she finally got a moment to herself, a chance to sit back and take a break from the seemingly never-ending list of chores that she had to plough through before the wedding.
Donna was sat in her office, drinking from a glass of lemonade, glasses perched on the end of her nose, reading through the list of chores that needed to be done before that evening and ticking off the ones she'd already completed. She was so immersed in her task that she didn't hear the door being closed as someone entered the room. Donna didn't become aware of the presence of another in her office until she noticed the shadow of someone so familiar being cast over the piece of paper in her hands. She smiled slightly to herself, knowing that it could only be one person, her suspicions were proved correct when he pressed a soft kiss to the join of her neck and shoulder. Donna gasped out loud as she felt it, her grip upon the piece of paper in her hand slackening and soon enough, the piece of paper fluttered to the desktop, forgotten. She took her glasses off and bent forwards to open and drawer and shove them inside, Donna nudged the drawer closed before spinning her swivel chair around, catching him unawares and grasped his face in her hands, drawing it towards her own and crashing her lips down onto his, he gratefully accepted them, slowly sweeping his tongue across her top lip, asking for access and she didn't refuse, his tongue dived into her mouth and hers followed suit, finding its way into his mouth and began to dance around the open space. After several seconds of fervent kissing, the two of them broke apart, the primary need for oxygen overtaking anything else. Donna smiled and leant her forehead against his, her hands reaching for his chest, toying with the buttons upon his shirt. "So…what do I owe the pleasure?" she questioned, smirking playfully up at him.
"I missed you," Sam replied simply.
Donna smiled at him, "I missed you too, even though we've not been apart for that long,"
"Three and a half hours is long enough,"
Donna grinned at him, he winked at her as he wandered back around the desk and towards the door, drawing the latch across on the door, locking the two of them inside. Her heart immediately began to race in her chest, excited by the inevitability of what was going to unfold now they were here, alone together. He wandered back towards her, leaning casually against her desk, the look of lust shining in his eyes, a look which she knew well enough, she was convinced that if she had a mirror at her disposal right now, she'd see the same look in her eyes, they wanted each other now, and neither wanted to wait a moment longer…
Sam reached for her hands, enclosing them in his grasp before pulling her up so that she was now stood in front of him, their gazes locking once more, the look of lust exchanged was electric, Donna's hands slipped from his grasp and her arms themselves around his shoulders, her lips inched closer and closer to his but still, they didn't connect, she was teasing him, and he knew it, Sam's lips curved upwards into a smirk as hers hovered above his, as did hers, she knew only too well what she was doing to him, and she loved it. Finally, after what seemed like eternity to Sam when, in reality, it had barely been a minute, Donna cut out the teasing and pressed her lips firmly to his, instigating a passionate chain of events that neither of them would ever consider taking back. He responded instantaneously to her kiss, she parted her lips as soon as she felt his response to allow him the access that he would soon enough be craving, she knew that and felt like a hypocrite for denying him that when she wanted the exact same thing. Tongues slid effortless into mouths, as though this was a path that they had frequented quite regularly. On the contrary, before yesterday, they hadn't embarked on this particular journey together for at least twenty one years but to Sam and to Donna, it felt so natural for them to be here together, in this moment, like it was meant to be, like they were always destined to rediscover the true depth of their feelings for each other, underneath all the heartache had been inflicted upon them. Sam's arms eventually snaked around her waist, his hands coming to rest upon the small of her back, holding her tightly against him, as though to imply that he wasn't going to be letting her go again anytime soon, Donna gasped into the kiss as she felt his tight hold upon her, knowing what he was attempting to communicate in that one motion, she to felt the same, she didn't ever want him to let her go again. Donna's fingers thread themselves softly through his hair, in stark contrast to her actions the night before as he spun them around, pushing himself off the wooden desk and her into it, she giggled into the kiss in reaction to their change of position but didn't make any attempt to move back into her original position, she had other things on her mind. Sam soon broke their flow of passionate kisses and Donna moaned out loud in frustration, he smirked down at her, gazing lovingly into her eyes, now dark with desire for him, as were his for her, he pressed a finger to her perfect lips, "shhh baby," he murmured to her.
She leaned back slightly so she could get a better look at his face, his expression gave nothing away, he wasn't going to let her know where he was heading next. He lifted his head slightly, so that his nose was resting against her forehead and his lips slowly made the descent to her eyelids, they fluttered closed in response to his closeness before finally, a gentle sigh emanated from her lips as his pressed a chaste kiss to each eyelid in turn. Sam began to venture south, pressing soft butterfly kisses to the bridge of her nose before once again descending to her lips, Donna held her breath for several moments, hoping that he was going to re-establish the lip contact they had held not so long ago, she was very disappointed however when he didn't do as she was hoping and she held in the moan of frustration that would no doubt make him aware of how desperately she craved his kiss, even though she felt fairly sure he knew that about her anyway. Donna's initial annoyance at Sam not re-establishing their contact at the lips was alleviated however when his lips pressed themselves to her neck, gently nipping at one of her pulse points, causing her to gasp out loud at the pleasurable yet unexpected feeling he was providing her with. Sam's lips curved upwards into a smirk against her skin, knowing that his ministrations were having the desired effect upon her. His kisses descended still lower, to the join between her neck and shoulder, she smiled to herself as she felt lips against her skin once more, caressing her skin with the most tender and gentle of kisses, kisses that induced butterflies in her stomach, kisses that made her feel so special, like she was the most important person in the world to him. Sam's kisses soon trailed across her shoulder, towards her collarbone, lingering there for several seconds before carrying on the descent, following the neckline of her dress over to her other shoulder and collar bone before repeating his ministrations, only in reverse. Soon enough, his lips were once again hovering above hers, so teasingly, tantalisingly close. Donna leant forwards, closing the small gap that existed between them and pressing her lips once more to his own, re-establishing the contact that he himself had denied her. Once again, he responded almost instantaneously to her movement before taking her completely by surprise and lifting her off the ground, sitting her down on the edge of the wooden desk, slowly but surely hiking her sundress further and further upwards as his hands gently caressed her thighs, Donna gasped into the kiss as she felt his touch so tenderly against her, this was nothing like their previous encounter in her bedroom the day before, that was rough and ridden with angst, irritation and to a certain extent, anger as well. This on the other hand was so much more intimate, loving and tender, partly because they were now officially back together but also because their talk in the early hours had enabled them both, mostly Donna, to let go of all the heartache that had been caused all those years ago. She removed her arms from around his neck and her hands grasped the edge of the desk, lifting herself up slightly so that Sam could lift her dress up above her waist, which he did without needing a second invitation, he broke their kiss once again and she looked up at him, smirking playfully at him as he mirrored her, still hiking her sundress further and further up her sun-kissed body. Soon enough, Sam had removed Donna's sundress and discarded it upon the floor of her office, forgotten, not needed for what they had in mind. Sam stepped back for several seconds, to admire the vision of beauty in front of him, dressed in only her black underwear, this was a sight he knew he hadn't taken enough time to appreciate the day before, but now, he had all the time in the world to do so, his gaze left hers and began its descent downwards once more, like it had done the day before, taking in every stunning curve, every curve that, from this day forth, he would be able to lavish his attention upon and appreciate every single day , he wasn't ever going to leave her again, he just couldn't inflict that pain upon her again, now he knew the true extent of her heartache she had endured all those years ago. Sam's gaze fixed upon her pert breasts, still trapped in the confines of the black bra, he'd have to rid her of that soon, he knew that. At that thought, he felt his erection beginning to twitch in his trousers and boxers, Donna gaze slipped downwards and smirked, "seen something you like?" she murmured seductively.
Sam's gaze met his and he smiled at her, "always," he replied, "only you though."
"Flatterer,"
"It's true," Sam said, "my eyes see you, no-one else, just you" he added, grasping her hands in his.
Donna grinned broadly up at him, her face alight with the complete and unadulterated happiness that she felt at being back with him now, after so many years without him. She allowed her hands to be enclosed in his and gazed up into his eyes, "I missed you Sam," she said as she slid elegantly off the desktop and gently moved him backwards, towards the swivel chair that she'd vacated at the beginning of their encounter.
Clearly, Sam had not expected this but still, he complied, despite not knowing what her intentions were. Soon enough, he found himself sitting in the swivel chair with Donna stood over him, a playful yet seductive smirk spread across her face. She wandered towards him, keeping her gaze focussed upon him the whole time, finally, she lowered herself on top of him, straddling his waist upon the chair. He smirked at her as and wrapped his arms around her waist, interlinking his hands behind her, holding her in place. "This isn't fair," she grumbled.
"What isn't darling?" Sam questioned.
"This…" Donna trailed off, grasping his shirt in one hand and the material of his trousers in the other, "you're still fully clothed and look at me," she finished, pouting at him seductively.
Once again, he mirrored her expression before leaning closer to her, pressing his lips as close to her ear as he could manage before whispering, "you're going to have to do something about then, aren't you?" into her ears, causing shivers of delight to surge through her body.
"I think I'd better," she murmured back, grinning cheekily back at him.
Donna shuffled further onto his lap before crashing her lips down onto his own, he gratefully accepted them once again, prying them open so that his tongue could plumb the depths of her mouth. She draped her arms around his shoulders and followed his lead, allowing her tongue to venture into his mouth, treading the path that she knew would become so familiar to her once again, especially as they were now back together. Her arms unfurled themselves from around his neck, venturing down his chest, toying with his shirt buttons as passed them. Soon enough, she broke the kiss and smirked playfully at him, pressing a soft butterfly kiss to edge of his lips, pulling away and gently caressing his stubbled chin with her soft and delicate fingertips before leaning back towards him, pressing yet more soft kisses to his jawline and then down his neck, to the join between his neck and shoulder, gently nipping the skin as she passed it, causing a soft gasp to emanate from him. Finally, Donna set about beginning to undo his shirt buttons, slowly but surely, she began to undo them, pressing soft tender kisses to each bit of skin as she uncovered it. Once she'd undone the last button, Donna pulled the material apart and her hands ventured back up to his shoulders, her fingertips dancing across his masculine chest as they travelled north. When her hands finally reached his shoulders, Donna began to push the black material off his shoulders and down his arms. Sam unfurled his arms from around Donna's waist so that he could get rid of the offending garment. He somehow managed to do just that, without dislodging Donna from her very comfortable position on his lap and discarded his shirt unconcernedly on top of Donna's sundress upon the floor. Sam's arms wrapped themselves once again around Donna's waist as their gazes connected once more, inevitably, her gaze slipped downwards, to his chest, she leant forwards once again, starting at his collarbone, she pressed a soft delicate kiss to it before beginning her descent once again, planting soft, sensual, tantalising kisses all over his upper bodies, avoiding his nipples for the moment. Once again, she was teasing him, and she loved it, to a certain extent, so was he, but more that, he just wanted her, every last inch of her. Donna's gaze fleetingly caught his own once again and she could quite clearly see the look of longing reflected back at her in his eyes, she knew it was time to step things up a gear. For the briefest of seconds, her lips hovered teasingly above one of his nipples before descending and taking it into her mouth, she gently nipped it between her teeth before allowing her tongue to dart across to soothe, bathing his nipple in the exquisite warmth of her mouth, she swapped around, repeating the ministrations as Sam bit down upon his bottom lip, determined not to let her know exactly what she was doing to him, despite the fact that he knew she probably had a fairly good idea, why else would she put him through this exquisite torture? Donna finally pulled back, allowing her gaze to lock with his once more, she recognised the look in his eye only too well, darkened with desire, the looks of lust, love and longing all combining to create the searing gaze that was currently staring her down, awaiting the next move in this passionate encounter between the destined couple.
Soon enough, Donna made it, her lips pressing themselves firmly, ardently to his own while she shifted slightly in his lap so that she could carry out her next move with relative ease. Her arms unfurled themselves from around his neck as their heated exchange of kisses continued, her hands made their way tantalisingly slowly down south towards their intended destination. Her hands came to rest upon his waist and stopped, searching for the belt upon his trousers, finding it with ease. For about ten seconds, she fumbled with the belt buckle but persevered, not wanting to tear herself away from the glorious exchange of kisses she and Sam were partaking in, this small task could be carried without the benefit of sight, true, it would take a lot less time if she were to look downwards to see what she was doing but she didn't want to, Donna wanted to draw it out, making the experience more sensual and memorable than it would be anyway. Finally, she managed to get the belt undone and set about lowering the zip, once she'd done that, without any warning whatsoever, she clambered off his lap and stood in front of him. Sam looked up at her, confusion clearly etched upon his face, she smirked seductively at him as she saw it, she knew what she was planning to do next but he didn't, so she could kind of see where his confusion was coming from. Donna knelt down on the floor at his feet, shuffling towards him and almost immediately, Sam's breath began to hitch in his throat and his erection began to harden as all manner of thoughts of what Donna was going to do next flew through his mind. Starting with his shoes, she removed those and threw each of them out of the way as it was discarded, then she grasped the material of his trousers in her hands, slowly but surely, she pulled the material downwards, Sam lifted himself off the chair slightly to aid her quest to remove the garment from his lower body. Once Sam's trousers had joined the pile of clothes already littering her office floor, Donna got to her feet and stood in front of him once again, still smiling seductively at him. Sam still had no idea what she was planning on doing next and made a move to stand up, Donna noticed this and gently pushed him back into the chair, shaking her head at him as she did so, "no you don't," she murmured, "you'll pay for that mister."
Sam's eyes widened as she spoke, he stayed exactly where he was as Donna stood in front of him, a safe distance away so he couldn't touch, not that she didn't want him to touch her, it was all part of the plan. She reached behind her, found the clasp of her bra and unsnapped it, allowing her pert breasts to bounce free of the confining material as she pulled the material down her arms before flinging it away, not really caring where it landed. Donna then walked back towards him and clambered back onto his lap, not pressing herself fully against him, leaving herself enough room to carry out her next move. She rested one hand upon his waist and her other on his shoulder to keep herself steady, Sam went to grab her waist but she shook her head towards him again, batting his hands away as the hand that was lingering upon his waist slipped underneath the waistband of his boxers, reaching for his manhood, he gasped out loud as he felt her dexterous fingers against his already erect length, Donna smirked as she heard him, "you like that hmmm?" she questioned, despite already knowing the answer herself.
Sam's gaze locked with hers and he nodded his head, not trusting himself to speak, knowing that his voice would well and truly give away the depth of his desire for her, despite the fact he was pretty sure that she'd gauged that his desire for her was already at an all-time high. Donna smirked; knowing that her ministrations were having the desired effect upon him brought forth a wave of satisfaction, knowing that she alone had caused his state of heightened arousal and pure pleasure. She leant towards him, pressing her lips once again to his own, re-establishing their flow of passionate kisses as her hand continued to move up and down his already stiff length, bringing him closer and closer to the brink with every movement. All of a sudden however, she withdrew her touch from his manhood and Sam gasped out loud, almost in frustration as she did so. "Tease," he muttered to her as she broke the kiss.
Donna gazed at him and raised her eyebrows, "you love it," she replied, her voice barely above her whisper as, once more, she clambered off his lap and stood in front of him.
Donna reached downwards and tugged at the sides of her black lace knickers, slowly but surely removing the final garment from her body, once she'd fully removed them, Donna kicked them away and, for the third time, repositioned herself upon Sam's lap, edging as close to him as she possibly could this time. Again, she pressed her lips firmly to his own, waiting for his response, which came barely seconds later. This time, when Sam reached out and grabbed her waist, she didn't stop him as her tongue probed his mouth, seeking out new areas to explore. "Sam," she muttered against his lips, not wanting to be the one that broke the flow of passionate kisses once more.
This time, it was Sam that broke the kiss, much to Donna's surprise, "yes baby," he replied, finally managing to gain some form of control over the tone of his voice.
"Touch me," she breathed, "please," she added, desperate to feel his touch against her skin, she'd given him hers, it was only fair that he should repay the favour.
Sam smirked at her, nodding his head as he moved one hand from around her waist and rested it upon her inner thigh, where her bare skin was moist and warm. His hand slowly but surely inched upwards and before he knew it, his fingers were pressing against her entrance, gently outlining it. Sam felt Donna's breath hitch in her throat and knew it was time to get serious, he knew better than to tease her when she herself had begged him for this act. Sam's fingers penetrated her gently and Donna moaned out loud as she felt the penetration of his fingers inside her womanhood. She draped her arms around his shoulders and arched her back towards him, thrusting her breasts further forward as well, silently pleading him to lavish them with his kisses and caresses, he couldn't refuse her and he was only too happy to be the one that satisfied her completely. His fingers penetrated her deeper as they searched for that spot that never failed in sending her hurtling towards that abyss of unspeakable pleasure, he'd never ever failed to satisfy her and he was sure he wouldn't fail now broke their searing gaze as it inevitably slipped from hers and down to her amazingly full and pert breasts, his lips descending to one of them and taking the nipple into his mouth, nipping, sucking, flicking at it as Donna moaned in ecstasy above him, his fingers still doing their work inside her increasingly aroused womanhood as she ground into him, causing his erection to harden even more at the feeling of her writhing above him in complete and utter ecstasy above him, that turned him on more than anything. Soon enough, his free hand moulded to her other breast, encasing it in his warm yet sensual touch. Donna gasped once again and arched her back further towards him, wanting, needing more, he was only too happy to give her more, as the two fingers inside her womanhood delved deeper, his free hand and lips continued to work upon her breasts, giving both them and her all the attention he possibly could. Soon enough, he swapped around, repeating his ministrations. Without any warning, Sam's fingers finally found the spot that they'd been searching for and upon discovering this hidden gem, Donna's short, sharp gasps turned into loud moans of pleasure as, slowly but surely, he toyed with it, bringing her closer to the brink with every movement of his fingers, he was in no rush, he took his time, wanting to make this experience one that neither of them would forget in a hurry. Before she knew it, she was there, teetering upon the edge of the abyss which, upon descent, would bring her the most sensationally amazing feeling, she'd be numb from the pleasure she'd just endured. A couple more movements from his fingers was all it took to send her spiralling downwards through that abyss, "Sammmmmmmmmm!!!" she squealed as her orgasm completely engulfed her, causing her head to flop down onto his shoulder, due to the intensity of what she'd just experienced.
He slowed down the movement of his fingers inside her until they came to a stop and he withdrew his touch from her. Sam rested his hand against her inner thigh and kissed the top of her head, no words were exchanged, no words were really needed because deep down, they both knew that no words, long or short would ever be able to adequately describe their feelings for each at this moment in time.
A few minutes passed by in relative silence, punctured only the sounds of Donna's breathing slowly but surely getting back to normal before either of them spoke, "you do realise I'm never going to be able to sit at this desk and concentrate on work ever again?" she questioned, once she'd gotten her breath back.
Sam lifted her head from his shoulder and smirked at her, "I think I knew I'd drive you to distraction baby," he replied.
"You're a bad man Sam Carmichael,"
"Hmmm, I haven't finished with you yet honey," he muttered huskily.
Donna had no idea what it was about him but everytime he spoke, the million butterflies in her stomach took flight and her heart almost instantaneously began to race, it was just him, something in everything he said or did because she'd never experienced this with either Bill or Harry, it was something about him. "You haven't?" she questioned, finally finding her voice once again.
Sam shook his head, smirking seductively in her direction, "not by a long chalk," he answered.
Donna smirked at him as once again, she clambered off his lap and leant against the wooden desk, awaiting his next move. Sam stood up moments later, standing a small distance away from her as he gazed at her and she at him, waiting to see who'd surrender first. All too soon, Sam gave in, knowing he would never be able to master the act of self-control while Donna was around, especially right now. He soon removed his boxers and kicked them aside, like every other item of clothing that had adorned their bodies about half an hour or so before. She smirked delightfully at the sight before her eyes, taking the opportunity to admire his naked form from every available angle. Soon enough, Sam moved towards her, wrapping his arms around her waist, pulling her towards him, she didn't resist, didn't really want to. His lips inched towards her ear and nibbled gently upon her ear lobe, her eyes fluttered closed at the sensual feeling of his lips and teeth against her earlobe, "turn around," he whispered to her.
Donna smirked seductively at him as she did as he asked her to, knowing that the reward she'd receive for putting herself at his mercy for the moment would be worth it in the end, she knew where this was going to lead. He moved his lips from her ear lobe and moved her long blonde locks to the side before pressing his lips to her pulse point, gently nipping at it as she gasped out loud once more at the feeling of his lips against her skin once more. His lips trailed down her neck, across her shoulder before pressing intently to her collarbone, "bend over for me baby," he murmured huskily, removing his lips slightly from her collarbone so he could speak.
Donna let slip her loud, dirty laugh before doing as he'd asked once again, placing her hands upon the wooden desktop and bending over it, waiting for the inevitable. Sam stood behind her, admiring her figure from behind before stepping closer and wrapping one arm around her waist, using his free hand, he grasped his already hardened erection and slowly guided it into her smouldering core, taking her from behind. She let out a gasp as he penetrated her before wrapping his other arms around her waist too. For several seconds, just giving her time to acclimatise to his presence inside her, finally, began to thrust in and out of her core, his balls slapping against her bare backside as he did so, she moaned out loud as she felt him driving his erection deeper and deeper into her womanhood and she began to work with him in order to reach the climax she so desperately craved. His waist wandered upwards from her waist up to her breasts, moulding his hands to each of them, caressing her pert breasts and fondling her until her nipples were erect. Donna leant her head back against his shoulder and moaned as she felt him driving his erection ever deeper into her feminine lower body. His thrusts inevitably gathered pace and intensity as they hurtled ever closer to the point at which their passion would reach its crescendo and explode into an almighty climax. "Baby," Donna gasped out loud, "I'm…almost…there," she finished, as she felt the familiar stirrings of her orgasm building up within her.
Sam nodded his head, despite the fact she couldn't see him, "me too," he replied, "together?" he added.
"Yes! Oh God Yes!"
Sam smiled to himself as he continued to thrust in and out of her welcoming body, a couple more deep thrusts was all it took for the two of them to reach the edge of oblivion, that oh so pleasurable descent into sexual heaven. "Saaaaaaaammmmmm! Pleaseeeeee!" Donna squealed out loud, "NOW!"
They climaxed together, barely seconds later, moaning the other's name out loud as they rode the glorious waves of their orgasms together. Sam's movements inside her began to slow down as he attempted to prolong their orgasm for a little while longer, finally, he came to a stop before withdrawing from her and wrapping his arms around her waist, pressing a soft kiss to her head as she leant back against his shoulder, once again, no words were spoken as they recovered from the exhilaration they had just experienced. "You certainly weren't lying when you said you weren't finished with me," Donna said once she'd gotten her breath back, "that was…" she added trailing off because she couldn't find the right words to describe just what their passionate encounter had been.
"Amazing, sensational, sexy," Sam said, finishing off her sentence.
"Yep, yep and yep," Donna replied as she turned around to face him, "god, I love you so much Sam," she added before pressing her lips softly to his.
"I love you too Donna," Sam said as they exchanged a brief yet passionate kiss before she pulled away.
Donna moved around the office, searching for their clothes, chucking items of Sam's clothing towards him as she stumbled upon them while searching for her own. They both got dressed, which took a lot longer than either of them had anticipated because neither of them seemed able to keep their hands off the other. Once Donna had finally managed to redress herself, she turned to Sam, "I'd better be getting back," she said, "there's still a lot that needs to be done before the wedding."
"I could help," Sam offered.
Donna smirked at him and shook her head adamantly, "you'd be more of a distraction, especially after what we just did in here,"
"Fair enough," Sam said as he made his way to the office door, undoing the latch before turning back to Donna, "I shall be seeing you later I guess."
"You will do honey, I'll come looking for you if you don't come looking for me,"
"I'll bear that in mind," Sam replied, winking at Donna as he opened the door and stepped outside, leaving the door open.
Donna watched him disappear across the courtyard, smirking to herself as she looked around her office, cementing the memories of this encounter in her memory, alongside all the others and thinking to herself, where and when would their next encounter take place?
Comments please? :D Not sure when the next part will be up.
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