Chapter 10

"EJ, we can't." She breathed out in between the demanding kisses he was giving her. "What if, my mom…"

EJ didn't care. He wanted to brand her as his. He didn't want anyone else touching her, tasting her, smelling her. He was jealous, though he would never admit it. At least not to her. "Then we better go up to your room and if I were you, I would be cautious to not be so loud."

He growled at her, and let her lead the way upstairs. He had never been upstairs in the prestigious Horton House. It was so charming, quaint. EJ could picture the life that Abigail had growing up in those walls. Her room was the second door on the left. EJ playfully slapped her on her behind, making her jump slightly.

He moved her hair back behind her ear, uncovering her bare neck. EJ gently kissed her shoulder, letting his hand run up and down her arm, sending shivers up her spine. Abigail closed her eyes, enjoying the sensation of EJ's skin against hers. His lips were soft and his touch was kind, loving.

She opened the door and went into her bedroom. EJ hadn't let go of sucking on her neck. She had to tell him to be careful. Her skin was sensitive and if he kept going like he was, she was sure to have a hickey in the morning.

He pushed her toward her full sized bed. He sat her down, pulling off his jacket as she worked on the buttons of his shirt. Once those were unfastened, she undid his belt and zipper to his black slacks.

"Do you trust me?" He darkly whispered to her.

That was such a complicated question. She didn't trust him with her heart. She did trust him with her body. Her nerves were buzzing as she thought of how to answer him. To appease him and whatever mood he was in, she whispered, "yes".

EJ took her arm in his and spun her around so she was on all fours. He gripped her hair in his fist, pulling it back toward him, ever so lightly. She was nervous. She had only just gotten used to having sex the traditional way. Would this be different? Would this way hurt?

EJ rounded his hand over her protruding bottom and gave it a small squeeze. He lifted her dress up around her waist and reassured her. "Abigail, if this is too much you must tell me. Do you understand?"

She nodded her head. "Will this hurt?" She asked innocently.

He chuckled. "Maybe at first my dear, but, it's sex. Let yourself relax and it will be enjoyable."

"Okay." EJ barely heard her agree.

He tore off her panties, making note that she wore them for her date. His fingers teased her outer lips at first, basking at how he could tell she was already wet for him. When he gave her some mercy and slipped in a digit, he almost choked at the feel of just how ready she was. Plunging in digit number two, he pumped in and out of her, stretching her, filling her completely.

Abby could feel the eruption already starting to boil in her belly. With each stroke, EJ was pushing her to the brink of her pleasure scale. When she finally came, he slipped inside her, he paused for a moment. Letting her adjust to the new position and different feeling of him being inside her.

She tensed and he lovingly stroked her back, reminding her to breathe. When he could sense her start to relax, he started a slow, tender rhythm. In and out. In and out. When Abigail started to thrust back toward him, he picked up his pace taking the hint that the pleasure was out weighing the pain. The faster speed made the knot in Abigail's stomach much more intense and tight. She didn't know if she could withstand it, it felt too good.

"Oh my God EJ." She practically screamed. "Stop."

Immediately he halted. "Did I hurt you?"

She shook her head. "No. I just… I don't know if I can take it, it feels so intense."

He smiled. "Let yourself go sweetheart. Embrace the feeling."

His seductive whispers were calling to her soul. They were like music, enticing her to dance her way to the dark side. It was like EJ was the dark half of herself, tempting the good half to eat the poisoned apple. Just one bite…

EJ pumped in and out of her, tweaking her clit at the same time. He could feel his own orgasm on the horizon. Abigail came, spilling herself all over him, triggering his own release in the process.

Abby flopped down on her bed, a deep throated chuckle escaping her throat. She'd never felt so high before. She could feel every nerve and fiber of her being. Her skin felt electric and her body hummed from its explosive outpour.

They laid in her bed, EJ just barely fitting on the small frame. He felt pretty proud of himself for branching out the young woman's sexual experience again.

When their breathing finally slowed and Abigail was coming down from her euphoric state, she looked over at EJ and had stars in her eyes. He returned the kind look with his own grin. They laid in silence for several minutes, enjoying themselves for just a bit longer.

"So that's not you being jealous?" Abby teased him.

EJ rolled his eyes, moving his arm behind her, letting her lay in between his arm and his chest. "Abigail, I don't want to play games with you."

She whipped her head up to look at him. "How are you not? You're engaged to Sami, we're having an affair, and I had a date and you got jealous. But you won't even tell me how you really feel about me! What is this to you EJ? Am I just someone you have sex with to ease your own tensions or is there something more here for you?"

"I'm still engaged to Samantha." He told her directly.

"I get that EJ. But let me tell you how I feel. You have this effect on me that makes me step out of who I thought I was, into someone I could be. Good or bad, white or black, it doesn't matter because I feel like there aren't any expectations when I'm with you. I feel free from the mold everyone thought I was. And that's exhilarating. I don't want it to end. I'm not asking you to leave Sami. I'm not asking for you to tell me you love me. All I'm asking is that whatever you're feeling, you tell me."

He let her words sink in before he spoke again. He wanted to choose his words very carefully. "Abigail, I care for you, deeply. And I'm not trying to just shove this aside when I say that. I like you. I like that you challenge me and that we can have a deep conversation. In terms of exactly how I feel, I think my actions this evening spoke louder than any words I could say. I don't want to string you along as I know how that feels. But, seeing you with another man? That made me upset, more so than I had tried to convince myself that it would. I'm not going to make you any promises. All I will say is, until I talk to Samantha tomorrow about where we stand, I can't tell you where this is headed."

She shook her head. "Where do you stand with her?"

He wouldn't hurt her feelings, but he had to be brutally honest with her. "Abigail, I love Samantha. I am still in love with her. If she…"

"If she says come, you'll run back to her like a little dog?"

EJ tensed up, trying like hell to hold his tongue at the woman who was smart mouthing him. There was only so much back talk he could take.

"I'm sorry, where is the EJ DiMera that told me in the cabin that Samantha didn't make you do a thing?" She flipped up the covers and looked down at his package.

"What are you doing?" He questioned, puzzled.

Rolling her eyes at him, "Oh just checking to make sure you're balls are still attached."

That made him snap. He pushed her back on her bed, his enormous frame encompassing hers. "Do you need another lesson in watching your tongue?" He lightly threatened, brushing the hair out of her face.

"No." She answered simply, a little afraid of what going for a round two would do to her at this point.

"Good. What about you?" He shifted the conversation.

She whipped her head at him, her big brown eyes widened at him. "What about me?"

"What about you and the young man I saw you on a date with?"

"I'm not playing a game with you, but, I will keep seeing him until you tell me where you're at with Sami. I will not be the kind of girl who will sit by the phone, waiting for a man to call me. I never have been and no offense but I won't do that with you. I do like Logan. If he asks me out again, I will say yes."

He mumbled something about not liking it but, he didn't outright object. He couldn't fairly ask her to wait for something that he didn't know would be there.

"But seriously, EJ, Sami's been treating you like crap. Why would you go running back to her?"

He took a moment to answer her. The answer was really very simple. "Abby, Samantha and I have children together. We owe it to ourselves to try and make it work between us for them. They deserve to have their parents together after everything we have put them through. I would do anything for them, including being 'treated like crap' as you so eloquently put it."

He paused before continuing. "What about your parents? How would you have felt if your parents didn't try like hell to stay together for you and your brother?"

She agreed, he had a point. "I get it. And it sucks that you're so willing to do anything for your kids."

"Why does that suck?" he wondered.

"Because it's just one more thing that makes me like you." She turned away feeling slightly embarrassed at actually saying that she liked him. Not 'cared' about him. She liked him.

Abigail smiled at him, enjoying the moment. She reached over to brush his hair out of his eyes. She leaned in to kiss him, wanting to feel his lips on hers once again.

"Abigail!" A male voice called from downstairs.

She pushed EJ out of her bed instinctually, creating a 'thud' on the floor. "Shit. It's JJ."