Whatcha Say

Part XVIII

Of course Hotel Indigo was booked to the max due to the upcoming holiday weekend and if he hadn't of been a DiMera he wouldn't have even been able to procure a room for them, but the concierge on duty at the hotel was a woman who'd eyed him in an appreciatory manner as soon as he had walked into the door. It wasn't a lie that he'd been known to be able to charm more than a few women in his time even if he didn't ever seem to be able to charm the borderline scowling woman who was now accompanying him to the suite he had managed to wrangle for them with a mere smile and a wink.

Thank goodness Samantha hadn't walked in with him or he doubted with him being on his best behavior that he would have been able to get this room that no doubt would bump some poor unsuspecting fool when he came in later tonight to check in to the hotel and find out that by some mishap his reservation had gotten lost. Sometimes his looks helped him, well most times they did unless it concerned the vixen whom he caught rolling her eyes at him when she thought he wasn't looking at her, especially on the ride up in the elevator.

He guessed elevators were not going to be a good place for them to be if she still harbored such ill will over his tryst with Nicole in one years ago at the Salem Inn, but damn it Samantha had pushed him away one time too many that day and he had thought all had been lost back then. He never expected another chance with Samantha, but look at them now. She was here with him, expecting another child by him no less and they were even sharing a hotel room with one another.

Well he didn't know how much sharing they would be doing. Samantha never did appreciate the hoops he jumped through for her and he guessed she wouldn't start showing any kind of appreciation to him tonight. Not that he expected much from her, in fact, their coming together or whatever label he could put on their sexcapades over the last few months had shocked the hell out of him for the most part.

The first time in the pool house when she had come back to confront him he'd been in a devil may care mood and just seized the opportunity when it had presented itself to him in the form of a very sexy pissed off Samantha Gene Brady. Although he hadn't expected her to come back that day or as the case may be she simply refused to leave his house after he had walked away from her.

Damn that woman and her need to be right in every situation that pertained to him, but it had been an interesting afternoon and evening that crazy day which somehow had morphed into them tearing each other's clothes off or at the very least partially removing enough clothes for a quick coupling whenever they were alone with one another for any length of time. At first he denied to himself that he was seeking her out because the thrill of their physical contacts had been hot, smoking hot and each time he had told himself that was the last time he was going to succumb to her feminine wiles he'd lose the battle.

He wondered if she felt the way about him as well when thankfully the elevator doors finally opened on the floor their room was located and it brought him out of his present reverie over how by even a look Samantha could make him throw caution to the wind, anything to be with her even if it was only for sex as she had claimed each time.

Too bad even with his charm he hadn't been able to get them a penthouse suite, but then again maybe that wasn't a bad thing when they entered the spacious room, it was nice and he was extremely picky concerning his accommodations whenever he stayed in a hotel. Yes, he knew he was a snob on some certain levels, living conditions were one of them, people lacking intelligence was another to name a few, but he thought he would be that way even if he wasn't a DiMera.

Coming from a family of wealth and power had its quirks and as he looked over to Samantha who was eying the spacious king bed with another of her infamous eye roll's it also had its downfalls. The Brady's in general scoffed at such things as ill gotten gains they claimed the DiMera's took from poor unfortunate souls who had the misfortune of dealing with them.

Looking at Samantha, he didn't view her as poor or god forbid unfortunate even if she eyed the room as if it was crawling with vermin instead of being exceptional accommodations in Salem especially on such short notice. He could only imagine what was going to come out of her mouth when she decided to grace him with her views on this latest venture they had somehow found themselves in with one another.

"You absolutely sure this was the only room available?" Sami asked as she continued to survey the room with a critical eye.

"Sunshine, I had to beg the woman to let me have this room, it was reserved for someone else, but she gave me a break when I pleaded my case and gave me the room anyway."

"I'm sure you uttered a few phrases in that annoying accent of yours, batted your pretty eyes at her and she was ready to drop her panties for you if you asked her much less give you a room for the night," Sami stated as she casually strolled over to the window and peered out at the view.

"I'll have you know my accent is not annoying, you secretly love it, most women do," EJ declared as he came up behind her, bent down and rested his chin on her shoulder even though it would be a miracle if she didn't shove him away from her. "You even admitted my eyes were pretty, even though I'd prefer the term in some sort of masculine form if you don't mind. Plus in my opinion panties are so overrated especially when it hinders me from taking what I want from you."

"I was talking about other women who seem to lose all sense of reason when it comes to you, not me," she snorted her disdain as well as she could and tried to dislodge his chin to no avail. When EJ didn't want to move it was almost near impossible to get him to budge as she could attest to the fact especially when she was angry with him and wanted him off from on top of her. Then again, she never did protest too much when he started kissing her or running those amazing hands of his over her body.

She felt herself go all tingly from thoughts of the things they had done to one another lately and it angered her even further. Why did EJ have to be so damn good looking? Especially when he turned those eyes on her and she was the one who was ready to drop anything, especially her panties if it meant he would touch her in all the right spots and made her cum continuously for what felt like hours on end once they got started with one another. Why just thinking about those things made her instinctively rub her back against him instead of trying to push him away from her.

He almost wanted to laugh when she spouted off such rubbish to him, she was the fickle one who kept running hot then cold on him and had done so for years, more cold than hot even though the odds had been more in favor of hot from her lately. Her eyes were the ones who haunted his dreams and kept his fantasies of what he wanted to do to her in extremely vivid detail.

So it was no surprise when he turned her slightly to look at her that her eyes were the one captivating him and by god he wanted her all over again. It wasn't like they had to worry about pregnancy, she already was expecting even if she wasn't starting to show.

The thought of her carrying his child should have brought him to a harsh reality that from what she had told him today she wasn't excited about the prospect of having another child, especially with him, but reason usually flew out the window when they were this close to one another and alone without anyone else around. His dick usually overrode his entire thought process beyond being able to sink into her supple body and sate his ever growing appetite he had for her.

So he could let his conscience be his guide, be a true gentleman and let her have the bed and for him offer to sleep on the couch, but damn it he wanted to touch her, to kiss her and lose himself within her. Samantha might tell him all day she didn't care about him, but sometimes there were brief moments when he thought he saw a glimmer of something else from her, like she was allowing him into places she didn't let anyone else into and then as quickly as he thought it was happening her face would change and it was gone like it hadn't ever been there in the first place.

God he wanted to break down those damnable walls she had built, he wanted to see that flicker of kinship he only felt with her be with him for more than just a few fleeting seconds. So badly he wanted to see that side of her that he reached down, tugged at her wrists slightly and pulled her into a hug, kissing the top of her head instead of her mouth he so desperately wanted to plunder because hers kisses were so sweet.

He tried not to pull her too close when he turned her to face him or she'd feel the hard on he was sporting and he needed to think of her needs instead of his and put her wellbeing ahead of his libido. He pulled back to meet a puzzled expression from Samantha, but puzzled was better than angry which was what she had been when she walked into the room with him minutes earlier.

"How about we order some room service? I should have thought to get you something to eat earlier, but I wasn't thinking clearly after we left Rafe's. I'm kind of hungry, aren't you?"

Sami was surprised, she had thought they were headed in another direction entirely before EJ had pulled her into a hug and kissed her forehead because she had been around him enough to know exactly when EJ wanted her, granted it was usually a direction that spelled trouble for them, but one they had fell into countless times lately.

She tried to hide her confusion, it wasn't a good thing for EJ to think he had her off kilter by his actions so she shrugged and acted like that was her plan all along. "Thank goodness you're hungry because I'm starved."

Starved for what she wasn't saying, no need to inflate his ego anymore than it already was and in all honestly she needed to eat healthy and regularly since she was pregnant. So it was all good, they'd order room service and afterwards she'd go to bed and sleep.

She didn't need to be doing else with EJ besides sleeping. Yes some good fortifying food and sleep would be much better than having sex with EJ again.

Well she could lie to herself that it was better, she was pretty good at lying and hopefully after she ate she'd be so full that sleep would naturally come afterwards for her.

At least she hoped it would…