Their harsh and ragged breaths slowly returned to normal, their pulses slowing as their aerobic activities ceased. Sami relished the pounding of EJ' s heart against her breasts, the leveling out of their heartbeats in time with the other. Yet another demonstration of how truly in sync the two of them had always been. His weight pinned her to the desk beneath her. Her body was one solid ache. But alive. She hadn' t felt this alive in three years.
As if he sensed her discomfort, EJ pulled out, straightening to his feet. Dizziness accompanied his deliberate movement, due to the massive detour of oxygen saturated blood cells below his waist. He gripped onto the edge of the desk between her parted thighs. Steadying himself, his eyelids fluttered in a rapid sequence of blinks.
EJ slammed his eyes closed, the vivid cataloging of images searing into his memory bank. Shit! Fucking hell! What have I done?! Sami was splayed across the dark mahogany of the desktop they 'd just christened. The flaxen gold of her hair partially undone and tangled in a fuzzy halo around her head. Her pale skin, heaving high full breasts, peaked with the deeper pink of her tightly budded nipples. His head grew fuzzy again as his eyes trailed down. The delicate nip of her waist. The soft swell of her hips. The possible shadow of bruises forming from his lack of restraint. He sucked a breath between his teeth, the thought of her skin bearing marks from him, flipping switches that he thought he' d disconnected power from long ago. The core of her, the swollen lips of her slick slit. She shivered, no doubt chilled due to the absence of heat from his body smothering her and all of her clothing, but maybe it was also due to the fact that she was watching him The involuntary movement wasn' t without consequence and EJ watched as a gush of fluids pooled between Sami' s legs and dripped down beneath her bottom.
"Oh God." EJ whispered. The heavy weight of implications of their frantic joining stole his breath, but only for the briefest of seconds. Just then, Sami placed her feet on the edge of the desk and lifted her hips.
"Oops, making a mess."
EJ' s jaw dropped, his breath expelling from his lungs on a whoosh as a fresh bolt of arousal primed him for a second round. Her not-so-innocent position, a red flag to his bull-headed one track mind. "Samantha, " he growled, stretching one finger out." It s long length rounded over the satiny smooth skin of her inner thigh. Higher, he ghosted it over her skin, angling downward toward the desk.
He put more pressure into his exploration, dragging the pad of his finger directly up through the evidence of their coupling currently drizzling down her taint and around the tightly puckered ring of her ass.
"EJ ," she whimpered as he swept back, rimming her entrance, the wet sound of his finger in their cum an aphrodisiac on it s own.
Without a word, he slammed the finger deep into her, curling it upward. She flung her head back, thumping the back of it against the desk. He pumped, dragging it back, enthralled by the sticky wetness coating his finger, the intense heat of her scalding him.
"Are you too sore?" Deep, his words rumbled from a dark place. He wanted her sore. He wanted her to feel him every time she so much as blinked.
"No..." She winced, feeling the intimate burn and stretch as he rammed a second finger in alongside the first.
"You' re lying to me." He tsked, circling her clit with his thumb, all the while he began to ease his fingers out.
"Please don' t stop." She whimpered, tipping her hips up to him, fucking herself with his fingers.
"I 'm sore. Yes." Breathless, she opened her eyes, reestablishing their visual connection. "But not too sore. I want you again. "
"Glutton for punishment?" EJ chuckled, his pupils so large in the dim room that his eyes appeared almost completely black, she was drowning in them. Swiveling his fingers in a corkscrew fashion, Sami moaned, spreading her thighs wider, her breath sticking in a lump in her throat as she arched her back up off from the desk. " How? "
"EJ! " She panted as his fingers moved faster. "Harder." Working her closer to the edge. There it was, bliss, shimmering just on the periphery.
"How?" He repeated, pulling his hand away, the wet suction of her walls loud as he popped his fingers out. "The truth."
Ebbing away, she blinked into the darkness. "EJ ...wh-what?"
"Were you lying to me?" EJ knelt down. Sami heard a shoe skid across the floor, followed by the jangle of change as his pants met the same fate, then another softer swish of fabric as his shirt cleared his head.
"Be. More. Specific. " She smiled as she arched, fingers threading through the silken strands of his hair. His chin grazed the inside of her knee. The five o' clock shadow so sensually abrasive against her skin, it caused a new bevy of goosebumps to flare. He slid his large palms under her thighs, fingers sliding under her ass, cupping the curved cheeks, kneading them with firm pressure.
"A man can tell. Your tight little quim..." He murmured, dragging his jaw back and forth on the lower section of her thigh. She tried to steer him closer, desperate to feel his mouth on her, his touch in her. "While I 'm not sure that you haven t been with any others, as you claim." His damp lips dusted midway up her thigh, Sami 's fingers flexed and jerked against his scalp as he moved higher. " You' ve not regularly taken a man inside of you , how is that possible?" She bit down on her lower lip hard enough to taste the copper tang of blood as it filled her mouth. The sharp edge of his teeth nibbled on the fleshy indent where her groin met her leg. Sami' s lungs clamped down, she couldn' t draw a breath in, in anticipation of what was to come. In anticipation of what he was going to give her. "If I were your husband..." Hot, his breath puffed over her drenched lower lips. EJ 's voice trailed off and Sami 's core clenched with need, her eyes rolling back in her head.
Please say my name. Please say it as you taste me. As you love me. EJ? She gasped, the warmth of his breath, the radiant heat from his skin gone. He rocked back on his haunches, taking all of the promises of the delicious pleasure he was teasing her with, with him. She lifted herself up on her elbows braced behind her. She glared down at him, her chest heaving as she sucked in greedy, full lungfuls of air.
"I 'm waiting."
The force of the anger-fueled lust shimmering in his eyes pissed her off. How dare he turn the tables like this? Touché. Well played.
He dipped his chin to her, his eyes locked with hers. The ultimate power struggle. The silence stretched between them. What she didn' t know was that it was taking every molecule of strength he possessed in his entire body not to to give in, to give and take in equal measures.
"Lucas is my husband. But that' s it. He 's got the luxury of being a Brady, but that' s all he gets. " EJ smothered a perverse grin that she had kept her own last name when they were wed, part of the reason he always was sure to refer to her as Samantha Horton, to remind them both of the choices she had made. Lucas Horton was a pantywaisted twat, if Samantha was his wife, he 'd allow no such liberties. She 'd be a DiMera. The pain lanced through him, a fierce and accurate piercing of his heart as he realized that would never be the case.
She scootched her ass forward to the edge of the desk. Lowering her feet to the floor, she stood, feeling another surge of wetness slip from from her body, slickening her thighs. Not ready to concede defeat yet, Sami balanced on one foot, planting the other on his shoulder and shoving him off balance backwards onto his hip.
His eyes hardened, the physicality of their relationship remembered and not tempered with the passage of time. If anything, it made him want to grab her and throw her to the floor and fuck her until she begged him for mercy. Until they both bore the marks on the outside that he was scarred with inside.
" So it is true." Not a question, she 'd lied about much, but not this. He knew. She knew. She wasn' t lying about this.
"Yep." She popped the ' p' sound, taking steps away from him. Finally breaking their visual connection, searching for her discarded clothes.
"Why? " He stayed as he was, naked and starved for her. His cock again fully erect and aching as he watched her bend over a few paces away to grab her panties from the floor. Gritting his teeth, he fisted his hands, tilting his body to the side.
She laughed with a derisive snort, shaking her head from side to side. Tendrils of her beautiful hair slipping from the pins she d had it secured with to spill down her back. The graceful curve of her spine. Her perfect silhouette in the darkness. He wanted her again with a force so strong, it was elemental. "Because he doesn' t deserve me." She tilted her chin at a haughty jaunt.
EJ 's jaw throbbed from the effort he clamped on it. "He doesn' t." He agreed, feeling the throb of his pulse jackhammering along the length of his cock.
She paused, an entire conversation taking place between their eyes as she regarded him over her shoulder. Then her lip lifted just a bit at the corner and she prepared to launch her final verbal missile. She grabbed the saturated bit of cotton from the floor and tossed her thong at his face. "Good luck with your little church mouse. Don 't worry, I 've gotten you out of my system," she smirked when it bounced off his forehead. "I 'm off to find someone who deserves it." Scampering to her feet, Sami decided against searching for her dress and grabbed for the trenchcoat where it' d slipped from the desk and high-tailed it for the door, grappling for the key hidden in it s pocket.
Instinctual. Jealousy flared ferociously feral. Positively primal. EJ 's blood roared in his ears and he didn' t even realize that he was on his feet and giving chase until his arm was around her waist and he' d hoisted her clear off from the ground, slamming her back against his flat, sculpted chest. The smack of bare skin slapping against each other loud. A wild banshee, all hair and limbs, fighting like she was possessed. Her coat and the key went flying as he swung her wide.
"Let me go!" She screeched, wiggling her body and kicking her legs as he flung them away from the door. She tried to hit him, but her arms were trapped against her sides, so the hits were small and ineffectual against his hips.
"Never!" He yelled back, furious. "Find someone else? " His angry words whispered over her ear, the hiss setting fire to her every inflamed nerve synapse. He bit onto the dangling nub of her earlobe, scraping his teeth against it as he nipped his way down her neck.
"Maybe I' ll just fuck my husband! " She tossed her head back, banging it against his cheek, blood surging to the surface. His arms tightened around her ribs to the point of pain, making her cry out again. Sliding her down his body, Sami felt the hard length of his arousal against her naked backside.
"I don 't think so." EJ grit out, flicking his hips against her. His cock slid between her legs, nudging her clit as he teased her. He groaned, sliding his erection back and forth between her tightly clenched thighs. The friction, along with their juices taking the foreplay to another level entirely. " I have to have you again. "
"No!" Sami struggled to get free, they stumbled toward the corner of the room. One wall, one window. Salem city life spread out below them. "Why shouldn' t I fuck my husband, right? I should get some benefit from the mongrel! Maybe I can teach him to do that thing with his tongue..."
EJ 's vision went completely red as she continued to fan the flames, she couldn' t see smoke curling from his ears. Her hands curled around his narrow hips, no longer beating against him, but holding him close.
"I 'll ride his face. Maybe sixty-nine ..."
"Small man like that. I 'm sure he' s got a short, stubby, inept little tongue too. " Bending his knees, he shifted his center of gravity, allowing her toes to brush the floor, bracing one arm against the wall. She tried to skirt away on tiptoe, but he wrenched her back, crowding her into the window, thrusting his hips hard. His cock rubbed along her outer lips and she cried out. " Not like me, right Samantha?" he injected a heady breathless quality to his voice, giving it just the intonation that she dreamt about. With a twist and a flick of his hips, he impaled her, driving her into the window as his cock took possession.
"Oooh." She croaked, fanning her hands out against it. She stopped fighting, going boneless for a moment as the memories of his talented tongue washed over her and the pulsations of his cock inside her made new ones. Tilting her head away, he nibbled his way back up the tight cord of tendon along the outside of her neck, pausing to place a wet kiss in the soft spot below her ear.
"You' re making me wet. Your delicious little quim is drenching me." He murmured, tonguing the divot, flicking the tip over the erogenous zone again and again, his cock mimicking the movement of his tongue.
She shuddered, his hands releasing her body to interlace with her fingers against the cold glass. "That 's all you, buddy."
" I love making you messy." Sami' s heart pinched painfully in her chest with his utterance of the word love, tears burning behind her eyelids.
She moaned, "EeeeJayyy." The syllables stretched out long as she made a minor adjustment onto her toes, maximizing her pleasure. Every thrust he made, he bottomed out, the head of him lodged tight against her cervix.
"Can you take me like this?" his breath grew more shallow, his teeth worrying her earlobe with raw desperation.
"Yes. Please." She half-sobbed, the gathering of an orgasm circling low in her abdomen. Lightning flickered across the sky, jagged bolts illuminating the nighttime clouds. Thunder rolling in with the oncoming storm.
"Anyone could look up here and see us. " EJ murmured, increasing the tempo of his thrusts. He latched onto her hands, curling his fingertips between her palms and the glass, trying to absorb some of the impact. His heavy weight of his sac slapped against her engorged clit as he really began to pound into her.
"Good! " Sami cried out, her breathing shallow and uneven. He thrust hard at her verbal response, flattening her breasts against the glass, trapping her between the window and his body. As deep as he could be, he paused, feeling the pre-cursor fluttering of her walls around him.
"Not good. No one but me gets to see you!" He ground against her then withdrew, disentangling his fingers from hers, sliding his hands down along her arms. Tender, he cupped her breasts, then roughly pinched her nipples. Gliding his palms up her chest, along her shoulders, down her upper back and ribs. When he reached her hips, he urged her backward a couple of steps. "Head down." He instructed, raw need deepening his voice as he seated himself back into her with one swift stroke. Sami rocked up a bit, surprised at the abrupt change in angle. "Head down!" He repeated, releasing one hip to smack his hand against her upper back.
Rain began to beat against the wall of windows. The wind picked up as the weather outside paralleled the dangerous storm inside between the lovers. Lightning crashed over and over, arcs of blinding light warring with the darkness, one bolt striking a rod atop a nearby building.
Following orders, she stretched her arms out, hands flat against the window. Lowering her upper body and tilting her ass up, Sami gave herself over to the innate power of EJ DiMera.
"Promise me. " He growled, bruising her hips with his demanding fingertips, digging in. Holding on. He snapped his hips as sweat poured down his back.
"Anything. " Sami cried, dizzy with sensation as she raced up toward the summit of her climax. The lightning coinciding with the bursts of color blooming behind her eyelids.
"No one else. " Faster, he punished them both with exquisite pleasure.
She didn t respond, feeling the first waves crashing over her, her voice caught in her throat as a scream bubbled up.
"No one else, Samantha! Promise me!" Harder, he used her hips as leverage, yanking her body onto his as he surged forward.
"I promise! You too! EJ, I..." the words were ripped from her as the orgasmic waves turned into a category 5 hurricane, spinning her around, higher and higher until the universe as she knew it, fractured. Her body spasmed around him, rhythmically pulling him deeper as she gushed.
"Only you." He growled, giving all of himself to her. His balls tightened up to his body, his cock swelling further before he came with a strangled oath, filling her with every drop of cum he could muster. It dripped down her thighs, down his thighs, before their legs buckled and they both crashed to the floor, panting as if they 'd both completed a triathlon.
A short time later, they both dressed in silence. No other words had been spoken, each were lost to their own thoughts. Sami unlocked the door, EJ 's hand heavy at the small of her back as he escorted her to the lobby of Black International. The receptionist had long since left the building. They stood before the doors of the exit, looking out at the storm ravaged street.
"You promised." Like gravel, the timber of his voice was rough and uneven.
"So did you." She accused, swinging her gaze to the side, catching him watching her intently.
"I did. " He nodded, dipping his head. He pressed his lips to her forehead, wishing they had more time. Sami gripped the lapels of his coat, reluctant to leave, yet knowing her disappearance would be noticed if she delayed any longer.
"I 'll be in touch." She stepped away, trailing her hand down his arm. She smiled feeling his bicep bunch beneath her fingers. Linking their hands, EJ stepped forward with her, pushing the door open with his opposite arm.
The corner of his mouth quirked up as she clenched his fingers, twice. Then she released them and picked her way out into the night. "Samantha. " He called, feeling his heart pound as her wide eyes swung around, meeting his as other pedestrians crossed their path. " I 'll be waiting."
She grinned, the thread of warmth stretching between them. She nodded and kissed the tips of her fingers waving them at him before disappearing like a plume of smoke dissipating into the clear Salem night.
The end for now...