A Fresh Start
Chapter Twenty One
When Sam reaches the hotel, she checks herself in the mirror before she gets out of the car. Locking and closing the door she walks across the parking lot towards the lobby.
Jeffrey is standing at the window when Sam pulls in. But when she gets out of her car, he doesn't recognize her. He watches the lady that got out of her car until she reaches the lobby. Walking across the room to the night stand he reaches for his phone.
He stands there. He's about to call her when she opens the door to the room. Walking around the corner, he stares as she walks in, letting the door close behind her. Looking up, she smiles at him as he continues to stare. Putting her purse down, she walks over to him, wrapping her arms around him she hugs him as she asks "What do you think?"
"Why did you change it?"
"Because I thought you would like it. And I only dyed it because of what happened. You don't like it."
"You look like my Beca." Jeffrey says, running his fingers through her hair.
"So, you do like it?"
"Yes. I guess I got use to the red. I was scared something had happened to you."
"Why would you think something happened to me?"
"Because of the apartment and what Reva said about Olivia possibly being involved and I didn't recognize you when you got out of the car. Is this my surprise?"
"Yes."
"I like it." He says, leaning over and kissing her.
After a couple seconds, Sam steps back. "Are you sure?"
"Yes, I have my Beca back." Jeffrey says, kissing her again.
"J" She mumbles, stepping closer to him.
Burying his hands in her hair he starts to back towards the bed. Leaving her with two choices, come with him or break the kiss, she goes with him. When he reaches the bed, he stops, breaking the kiss he looks down at her. "I want you." He says
"I want you too." Sam replies, reaching for her shirt, crossing her arms and pulling it over her head, as he does the same.
Kicking her shoes off as Jeffrey sits down, pulling his boots off before he stands up, kissing her again as she starts to tug on her scrubs, and he reaches for his belt. Opening it, he unbuttons the top button on his jeans as she leans up and kisses the side of his neck, distracting him. "Give me a second." He sighs, holding her tightly.
"Okay." She says, reaching behind her and unsnapping her bra. Shrugging it off before she looks up at him.
"You're not playing fair." Jeffrey whispers, reaching out and caressing her right breast.
She feels the wave of desire his touch brings wash over her, deepening her breathing as she steps closer to him. Her hands resting at his waist as he leans over and kisses her again, still softly caressing her breast. Bending her fingers, she lightly scratches him as she runs her hands up his chest, stopping to caress his nipple like he is caressing hers. Stepping closer she licks him softly.
"Sam." He groans, burying his fingers in her hair and holding her against him.
She looks up at him for a couple seconds before she steps back and smiles as he sucks in a breath, reaching for her panties she pulls them down. Bending over until they are at her feet and then she steps out of them. Standing up, she moves to the bed as Jeffrey watches her.
Lying down against the pillows, she stares at him and after a few seconds he realizes what she wants. Reaching for his jeans, he pulls them open and then tugs them down, bending down he pulls them off. He glances up when he hears her breath catch.
She can see the outline of him through his boxers. He watches as her hands slowly run down her body, caressing it. She stops to play with her nipples, squeezing them. She sighs as a wave of desire washes over her.
Reaching for the waist band of his boxers, he tugs on them until he is free and then he lets them fall to the floor. Stepping out of them, he takes a step towards the bed, but she holds her hand up. Slowly running her eyes over him, he watches her as desire builds inside him. Watching her hand as it slides down her body as her legs open.
"Sam." He groans, as he watches her hand slip between them and he feels himself reaching for his own erection, closing his hand around it. "Open them." He whispers. He watches as she slowly opens her legs, revealing herself to him "Tell me what it feels like." He says, looking up and catching her gaze.
"It's hot." Sam whispers, her fingers slipping inside. "It's tight and slick. I need you." Sam says reaching for him.
Walking towards the bed, he leans over her. Kissing her as she reaches up, wrapping her arms around his neck as he lays down, half on top of her and half to her side, kissing the side of her neck as his hand replaces her, caressing her as she arches her back, pressing against his fingers.
"You want it baby." He whispers, caressing her.
"Yes." Sam groans reaching to kiss him as her hand wraps around him, caressing him, running one nail down from the tip of him as he breaks the kiss, groaning as intense sparks of desire flood his body.
Kneeling between her legs, he pulls her to him. Slipping inside as she cries. "Yes J, yes." Doubling her legs back, he begins to thrust as she reaches for him, pulling him deeper. "You feel so good baby, so good." Sam cries, moving with him.
"Sam." He groans, leaning over and kissing her as he moves faster, pushing against her as her body closes around him, caressing him from the inside out, holding him as he continues to thrust. "Oh God! Beca." He groans. "You feel so good."
"J." she sighs. "Oh baby, I feel it." She cries, as the desire builds inside her, pushing her higher. "J" she screams, as the first waves of passion crash inside her, arching her back, she takes him as deep as she can, wrapping her arms around him, holding him tightly.
The feel of her loosing control, of her body caressing his, pushes him past the edge. Thrusting one more time, he feels his release flow through him filling her until he collapses in her arms and they both struggle to recover. After a several minutes, Jeffrey rolls to his side, laying an arm across her stomach, he pulls her to him, kissing the side of her neck as she sighs softly. "I love you." Sam says, turning her head and kissing him.
"I love you too."
For a few minutes, they simply lay there, enjoying being together until Jeffrey stomach rumbles. Leaning up, He asks, "Are you hungry?"
"Not really."
"Have you eaten today?"
"I had the brownies."
"That's all."
"Yes, I was busy."
"You need to eat."
"I know, but I was busy and I didn't get hungry."
"We're going get something to eat." Jeffrey says, sitting up and reaching for his boxers as she watches him, sighing softly. Looking over at her, he asks "What?"
"I don't know which is better, you, with those on or you, without them." Sam says, slowly running her eyes over him.
"Huh uh." Jeffrey says, shaking his head. "We're going to get something to eat." He says, handing her clothes.
"Okay, fine." Sam says. "Can I at least take a shower?"
"Okay, but hurry." Jeffrey says, as Sam crawls off the bed and he whistles.
"Huh uh. You had your chance." Sam calls, walking into the bathroom.
A few minutes later, he hears the water start to run, looking over at his reflection he says, "You know a shower would be nice." As he pulls his boxers off he walks into the bathroom.
Forty five minutes later, Jeffrey turns the water off as Sam pulls the curtain back and reaches for the towels. Reaching to stop her, he turns her face towards him, kissing her. "I thought you were hungry." Sam says, as he takes a towel from her.
"I am." Jeffrey says, drying off as she watches him, slowly drying off.
Twenty minutes later, both of them are dressed and ready to go. Opening the door he holds it open for her, letting it close behind them as they start down the hall. Putting his arm across her shoulders as he pulls her to him and she puts her arm across his waist.
"Where do you want to eat?" Jeffrey asks as they are walking across the lobby
"I don't know." Sam says "What are you in the mood for?" He looks down at her and smiles. "Besides that, this was your idea."
"Umm, BBQ sounds good."
"BBQ, since when do you eat BBQ."
"Since I moved to Springfield." Jeffrey says
"There's a small BBQ joint just outside of town." Sam says, as they walk towards her car.
"Let's go." Jeffrey says, as they release each other and he goes to the passenger side.
After eating, they are leaving the restaurant when Sam asks, "What do you want to do now?"
"Can we go back…? Okay." He says, smiling at her. "I don't know, what is there to do?"
"There are concerts on the mall tonight for the 4th, usually local bands maybe a few former big names come."
"What kind of music?"
"Just about everything from jazz to rock-n-roll. Sometimes blues, sometimes bluegrass and country, it depends who they book for the night."
"It sounds like fun, if you want to go, we can."
"Okay." Sam says, starting the car
Pulling out of the parking lot, Jeffrey glances in passenger side mirror and thinks he recognizes one of the cars behind them as the one he saw on the street in front of the agency. Looking again, he doesn't see anything, so he relaxes back into the seat, reaching for Sam's hand
It takes a little bit, but Sam is finally able to find a parking place about three blocks down from the mall. During the fourth of July the City of Washington DC and the surrounding metro areas contributes to a week long celebration of the 4th of July, culminating on the 4th of July with the fireworks display. Sam usually missed these events because she usually pulled extra shifts at the hospital to allow the other doctors that had families and kids to be off. But this year, after Jeffrey showed up she told Dr. Frost that she would be taking the 4th of July off.
After finding a fairly convenient parking place, Sam turns the car off, reaching for the button she raises the convertible top as Jeffrey opens the car door and getting out he walks around the car, opening the door for her he helps her from the car as the dark sedan parks a few cars down from them. Getting out of the car, the man follows them as Jeffrey puts his arm across Sam's shoulders and pulls her to him, kissing the top of her head as they walk down the sidewalk.
At this time of night most of the local bands have done their thing and the stages around the mall are filled with lesser known major acts from years before. They hear everything from blue grass to rock-n-roll as they walk along the mall. A soft breeze caresses them, relieving some of the humidity of the night. The air is filled with the smells of concession stands and funnel cakes. The atmosphere has a carnival feel to it.
They are about halfway down the mall when the soft sounds of jazz fills the air. Taking his hand, she pulls him over to the stage, walking through the crowd until they find an open area she looks up and asks "Is this okay?"
"Sure." Jeffrey says, helping her to sit down before he sits down beside her and she leans against him.
The air is filled with soft, smooth sounds of tenor and alto Sax, fresh cut grass, concession stand smells and summer. Closing her eyes, Sam lays her head on his chest and listens to the music, neither one of them speaking as they listen to each song play. The two older gentlemen play everything from Duke Ellington, to Kenny G. After a several minutes, he leans over and whispers, "Do you want to dance."
"I'd love to." She says, as Jeffrey stands up and then helps her up.
Stepping into his arms, she lays her head back on his chest as he wraps his arms around her. Some of the audience around them notices them dancing and divided their attention between the men on stage and Jeffrey and Sam, smiling as they watch them dance, some even followed them.
When the last note fades on the last song, Jeffrey leans over, softly kissing her as the rest of the audience stands up, clapping as the two musicians bow before stepping off stage. Its a few moments before Jeffrey and Sam realize that the concert's over and the other people are leaving. Stepping back, Jeffrey leans his forehead against her and whispers. "I want to take you back…."
"I know, but we just got here." Sam says, kissing him before she takes his hand and leads him back to the sidewalk and they continue on to the next stage and the next concert. In all they listened to about four different concerts before Sam can't wait any longer. As the last concert is wrapping up, she leans up to Jeffrey and asks. "So, do you still want to take me back?"
"Oh, god yes!" Jeffrey sighs, taking her hand and leading her to the sidewalk and back to the car. They make the drive back to Reston in silence, holding hands as the man in the dark sedan follows them. Sam locks the car as Jeffrey takes her hand and pulls her towards the lobby of the hotel.
"Be patient." Sam laughs.
"I've been patient." Jeffrey says, as he pushes the button for the elevator several times, before Sam pulls his hand away.
"Pushing it more than one time won't make it come faster." She says, as he leans over and kisses her. A couple seconds later, the doors open and Jeffrey and Sam break apart as another couple walks off the elevator, smiling when they see them kissing.
"Sorry." Sam calls, as Jeffrey pulls her onto the elevator, pushing the button for the second floor and the button to close the door.
"I'm not." He says, as he pulls her into another kiss.
"You're bad, Mr. O'Neill. Is this anyway for the Mayor of Springfield to behave in public, what would the town say?"
"I don't really care." Jeffrey says, as the doors open and he takes her hand. Leading her off the elevator, he holds out his hand for the key.
Reaching in her purse, she pulls it out and hands it to him. Slipping the card into the slot, he hears the door click and then he pushes the door open, bending down he swipes her up as Sam squeals. "J." and he silence her with a kiss as he walks through the door and pushes it close behind him.
Laying her across the bed, he starts to lean over her but Sam stops him. "Lock the door, please." She whispers, looking up at him
"Okay." He says, standing up he walks quickly to the door, turning the deadbolt and slipping the security chain into place he walks back to the bed.
She is lying there, watching him as he walks towards her. Lying down beside her, he reaches up and gently caresses her cheek. "I'm sorry." She says
"For what?"
"For still being scared."
"It's okay." Jeffrey says, leaning over and kissing her.
"I keep seeing this guy breaking into my apartment and I know he can't know where I'm at, but it still unnerves me that someone went through all my stuff."
"Its okay and he can't get to you. I won't let him or anyone else hurt you." Jeffrey says, brushing her hair away from her face. "Because you're my Beca and I'm not going to let anyone hurt you ever again. I did before but not this time."
"What happened in Russia wasn't your fault." Sam says, leaning over and kissing him.
"Maybe not directly, but I..."
"No, it wasn't your fault, just like it wasn't my fault. Wasn't that what you were telling me yesterday afternoon?" Sam says, moving to her side so she can see him better. "It wasn't our fault, you didn't let me down. You didn't abandon me. Sasha…."
"Sasha deceived all of us."
"That's right, but we got through it and we survived and we are here."
"I know." Jeffrey says, pulling her to him and hugging her.
The feel of her body against his reminds him of why they came back to the room. Leaning up, he kisses her, gently at first and then with more passion as she moves closer to him, feeling the desire begin to warm her. Rolling over until she is laying beneath him, Jeffrey straddles her. Watching her as he reaches for the first couple buttons on his shirt, he unbuttons them before pulling the shirt over his head. He smiles when he hears her sigh softly.
Leaning over, he kisses her neck, slowly nibbling his way up to her ear. Nibbling and sucking until she reaches up and buries her fingers in his hair holding his mouth and his tongue against her for a few minutes before he breaks away. Sitting up, he looks down, tugging on her tank top. Sitting up, she kisses his chest as he pulls the tank top up and she lifts her arms. While he's trying to get her shirt off, she is softly kissing his chest, distracting him slightly.
"Sam." He whispers, as she gently licks his nipples. Swallowing, he says. "You're not making this easy."
"Am I supposed to?" Sam asks, looking up at him.
"I want this to last." Jeffrey says, leaning over and kissing her
"Okay." She says, smiling mischievously before reaching for the tank top and pulling it over her head before reaching around and unsnapping her bra before she lays back and looks up at him.
He wasn't expecting her to take that much control and for a moment he's frozen as she stares up at him. Reaching for him, she slowly runs one finger down the center of his chest, stopping at the buckle on his belt as she looks up at him, fire burning in her gaze.
"Okay." He says, after he swallows a couple of times.
Bracing himself on the mattress he leans over her, kissing her. Reaching up, she slowly scratches her way up his chest to his nipples while he is nibbling on her neck and ear, slowly running his tongue around the outer shell of her ear.
"J." She sighs, sparks of desire filling her, settling in the pit of her stomach and making her want him even more.
Reaching for him, she tries to pull him down, but he refuses as he whispers "Umm, you know what I want."
"Yes, I do." Sam says, slowly running her hands up her body and pushing her breast up, offering them to him. Lying down beside her, he leans over kissing her, as his hands replaces hers.
"Umm, yes." Sam sighs, as she reaches up and pulls him down into another kiss.
Wrapping her arms around him, she refuses to release him for a few seconds. Breaking the kiss, he kisses the side of her neck, moving down as she releases him, arching her back and pressing her breast against his hands. "J, Please!" Sam begs, as he continues on, kissing her as she buries her hands in his hair, holding her to him as he slowly runs his tongue down her body, kissing and nibbling. Slowly, he moves up her breast, softly licking her nipple.
"Oh baby, Yes!" Sam sighs, pressing his mouth against her as she arches her back.
Kissing her, he listens as her breathing deepens becoming ragged with desire and feels his pulse quicken. Laying one leg across her thighs, he slips his leg between hers, slowly opening them as he moves to her other breast. His hand replacing his tongue as he feels her finger nails dig into his back before she scratches him pulling him against her, bending his leg a little more as he shifts his hips, trying to relieve some of the pressure building inside him. She catches the subtle movement, slowly she runs her hands down his back and around his waist, tucking her hand between them she starts to tug on his belt, working it open as he moves slightly to the side to help her and to open her to him a little more.
Reaching for the button on his jeans, she pops it open as he shudders slightly, his mind filling with images of her touching him, caressing him. Moving a little more to his side, he slowly runs his hand down her stomach, caressing her as she tugs on his jeans until all the button are open. "Sam." He groans, as her hand slip inside at his waist and stops there. "Baby, please." He begs, shifting his hips as he breaks the kiss. Looking up at her for a few seconds, before he moves away, straddling her, he reaches for the button on her jeans and opens them, tugging the zipper down as Sam looks up at him.
Arching her back, she waits for a couple seconds before he tugs on her jeans as she kicks her shoes off. Her jeans are tight enough to bring her panties with them as he moves down her body. When he has the jeans at her feet she kicks them off as he moves to straddle her again, but she holds up her hand.
"I know you want this to last, but J, I need you, now." Sam says, glancing down at his jeans.
Standing up, he tugs until his jeans and boxers are at his knees, sighing with relief. Bending over he pulls them off. Looking up as she curls one finger and he moves to straddle her. Reaching for him, she wraps her hand around him, caressing him. The feel of her holding him washes over him, leaning over her, he kisses her again as he reaches for her legs, bending them back as she opens to him. He stops for a few seconds, watching her, watching her body respond to him. To see the moisture clinging to her makes him want her so much that he hurts with desire. Reaching down, she opens herself even more.
"Sam." He groans. "Do you know how much I want you? How much I need you?"
"Touch me." Sam whispers, looking up at him.
Reaching for her, his fingers slipping inside her as she begins to rock her hips "Beca." He whispers, watching her, rubbing his thumb against her.
"J." Sam gasps, her hips quivering as he caresses her.
Leaning over her and continuing to caress her as she continues to rock against his hand. He feels her body tightening around his fingers. Kissing her, he pulls his hand away as she moans. "I'm not through baby, not yet." Jeffrey whispers, kissing her for a couple seconds before he moves between her thighs. "Can you feel that?" he asks, as he slowly slips inside her. "Can you feel me?" he whispers, laying down on top of her as she wraps her arms around him, pulling her to him
"Yes." Sam sighs, as she closes her eyes, arching her back as he slips deeper inside. "Let me wrap you up." She sighs, rocking her hips as he begins to thrust. Slowly at first but after a few minutes the need for release reaches the point of desperation and he raises up. Leaning on his elbows, he begins to thrust harder, burying himself as deeply as he can inside her. Silences falls, as they listen to each others sighs, their breathing, ragged with desire. She feels it building.
"J." She sighs, as he drops his head next to hers and she feels him shiver, increasing his caress until he feels her tightening around him. "Ahhh, yes J!" She sighs, taking him as deeply as she can. She feels passion flood her body, closing around him, holding him deep inside as he kisses her one more time, thrusting one more time before he feels the waves of desire crash against his soul while he fills her with more love than he ever has before. "Sam." He moans, collapsing in her arms.
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