Ambushed

Setting: During Series: Sam and Jules dating secretly for the second time.

Sam's Apartment – Saturday – 11:00 pm

Sam was grumpy and distracted as he approached his apartment door. It had been two long weeks since he and Jules could be anywhere near each other. It seemed like the entire world was conspiring to keep them separated.

He just flew in from quick trip to Ottawa because Natalie was back and she insisted everyone come to hear her news. It ruined the two days off that he and Jules were anxiously awaiting. But his mom asked him to come for Nat so he had. Her news was not earth shattering. She could have just told him on the phone. But Nat was like that. Always thinking of herself.

Sam squashed that thought. Nat was his sister and he needed to be more charitable in his thoughts of her. Yes getting a design of hers accepted to be included in the fashion show was nice. Nat had worked hard for it. Nat was finally settling down, a bit.

But … if he didn't get to see Jules alone sometime soon he was gonna explode. They had shift tomorrow and they would have to be completely professional. That was so hard to do.

The word hard echoed in his head. Damn. He fumbled his keys as he tried to put them in the door. His mind had latched onto an image of Jules naked and splayed out on his bed waiting for him to … to ….

Oh god those thoughts made him so ready. He could not get the keys in the lock fast enough. It would be a warm shower alone with his hand and his imagination.

God he wanted, no needed Jules so bad. Right Now!

Finally getting his key in the lock he opened his door and threw his back pack down as he slammed his door closed needing to take care of his base needs with a dose of imagination.

Sam took three steps in and then found himself on the floor flat on this back with hands shoving his shirt up. He was stunned for half a second. His hands reached out to grab the person that ambushed him at the very same time as the smell of jasmine wafted to his nose.

He inhaled deeply as his hands landed on the naked chest of a body he knew intimately.

Lips crashed down on his as he called out in a needy, rough voice "Jules."

Jules didn't bother to shed Sam's shirt, she undid his pants and ripped them off as Sam kicked off his shoes. The two of them were coupled in seconds flat. The sex was hard, hot and oh soooo good as they tried to occupy the same space wanting their bodies to be one.

Thoroughly spent Jules collapsed onto Sam's chest and they both breathed hard as they came down from the heights.

Sam wrapped his arms around Jules and looked deeply in her amazing eyes when she lifted her head and gazed into his eyes.

He sighed, "What an ambush."

Jules grinned, "I tried waiting for you on the bed covered in rose petals. But …"

Sam grinned, "Ambush me anytime Jules. Anytime."

Then Sam's lips claimed Jules' in a slow seductive kiss as he scooped her up with him as he stood and headed for the bedroom. His conjured image of Jules lying on his bed covered in roses would now have a real counterpart. God he loved this woman, she always knew what he needed.

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AN: A little something for those having JAM-withdrawals. The shortest thing I've ever written.