Chapter TWELVE

The next day Betty stood by the filing cabinet, looking for some papers EJ had requested. She yawned and put a hand to her mouth to cover it.

"Tired sweetheart?"

Betty started as she suddenly felt EJ's arms around her waist, his lips at her ear.

"Not too tired for our date tonight I hope?" he said playfully, tightening his arms around her and pulling her back against himself more firmly.

"EJ!" she protested with a gasp, wriggling free of him and turning around, her cheeks turning pink, "We're at work!"

"I know," said EJ, a smile playing around his lips at how flustered she looked right then.

He'd woken up this morning so damn happy that Sami was going to be waiting for him in the office that morning and incredibly excited about their date that night and he was in a very playful mood because of it.

"Well you can't do… do that at when we're at work," said Betty, flushing even more.

"But we're alone," protested EJ, taking a step towards her, intent on stealing a kiss from her.

"That doesn't matter," said Betty, backing up hastily and putting a stalling hand up to him.

"Betty," EJ sighed, finding this to be very cute… in a frustrating kind of way, "I'd very much like to kiss you right now."

Betty thrilled to hear those words and her insides quivered excitedly but she'd thought about this last night and wanted to make sure that whatever happened between herself and EJ that the work didn't suffer.

"I think we should make sure that we keep on being professional," said Betty firmly, "During work hours you're my boss and I'm your secretary - nothing more."

EJ pulled a face, not exactly warming to the idea.

"We're doing an important job EJ," said Betty determinedly, "We have to take it seriously."

EJ couldn't help but smile then, loving her for being so conscientious and wanting to kiss her more than ever.

"I'm being serious EJ," she warned him, trying to not be swayed by that charming smile on his face, "I'm here to do and job and so are you. The clients aren't paying us to fool around you know."

"My little conscience," said EJ teasingly.

"So you agree?" she asked him, still trying to be serious.

"Reluctantly," he pouted, "But yes."

"Good," said Betty, feeling pleased with herself for standing firm.

The rest of the day passed easily enough and EJ kept his word, being strictly professional around Betty and she began to think that this might actually work. Betty took the letter she was typing off the typewriter and headed into EJ's office who was standing in front of his desk.

"You need to sign this before… OH!"

Betty gasped as EJ suddenly pulled her into his arms and kissed her passionately.

"EJ we agreed," she said breathlessly when he finally released her from his kisses.

"It's one minute past five," he informed her, his voice roughened from their kisses, "The work day was over."

"I meant that we shouldn't… shouldn't carry on at the office at all," said Betty, flushing at EJ's eagerness.

"Well I'm sorry Miss Jones but you didn't say that," said EJ impishly, "You said during business hours and it'd no longer during business hours so that means I get to kiss you."

To prove his point EJ began to kiss Sami again, even more hungrily than before.

"You see Betty," he said breathlessly, holding her tightly to him, "You really should be careful what you say to a lawyer."

Betty would have agreed with him but EJ gave her no chance beginning to kiss her again and not looking like he was intending on stopping any time soon.

oooOOOOooo

EJ held the door of his hotel room for Betty and she hesitated briefly before walking on through. She kept on walking until she was in the middle of the room, looking around herself. This place was pretty fancy but then again this was EJ so Betty hadn't really expected anything different.

"Have you been living her the whole time you've been in New York?" asked Betty with a frown, still looking around.

"I changed hotels about a month or so ago."

Betty jumped a little with EJ's voice suddenly at her ear. His hand went to her coat, easing it off her shoulders. When EJ had discovered that Sami was still alive he'd almost immediately changed hotels. He'd known that he would eventually have her coming here and he couldn't bear the thought of her being in the room and eventually a bed that he'd shared with anyone else, however briefly. EJ had wanted a clean slate for both of them so he'd changed hotels and no other woman had ever been there but Sami which was exactly how EJ wanted it.

"It's nice," said Betty as EJ hung up her coat, "Real nice."

"It's a place to lay my head," said EJ simply, walking back over to where Sami was still standing a little uncertainly.

Betty nodded and suddenly felt the need to fill the quiet with words.

"Those three stooges are somethin' huh?" she asked brightly, "I laughed so hard I thought I'd burst at the movie."

"I remember," said EJ, a smile coming to his face.

He didn't particularly care for their humour himself but he'd sat entranced in the movie theatre watching Sami's face nearly the whole time as it lit up and she dissolved in laughter for almost the whole movie. It had been so wonderful to watch her being so happy that EJ was prepared to raise up the comedy trio in his estimations. Anything that made Sami that happy had to have merit.

"You have a beautiful laugh Betty," he said softly.

"Was I too loud?" asked Betty, suddenly concerned, "I didn't make an idiot of myself did I?"

"Everyone was laughing in the theatre sweetheart," said EJ gently, coming to stand closer to her.

He rested his hands on her hips and immediately Betty's pulse rate went through the roof.

"You have to stop worrying about what other people think darling," said EJ tenderly.

"That' easy for you to say," said Betty a little unhappily, "You know if what you're doing is right or wrong or if you're sayin' somethin' stupid. I just don't know sometimes."

"Betty we all say and do silly things at times, all of us," he reassured her as his hand came up to cup her face, his thumb stroking her cheek.

He gave her a little smile then.

"At least you have an excuse," he told her teasingly, "The rest of us… not so much. So when you think about it sweetheart - you're actually in a pretty good position."

"Oh," said Betty in surprise, "I never thought about it like that before."

"Well I'd encourage you to start," he said with a warm smile, "You're a one of a kind Betty, sweet, beautiful, giving and kind and I'm not going to hear a word against you… even from you."

"You say the nicest things to me EJ," said Betty, suddenly feeling a little emotional.

"I'm only telling you the truth," said EJ firmly, "And I need for you to believe me when I do."

Betty gave a shy little nod, conscious of how closely they were standing together. The whole day she'd been a bundle of nervous anticipation at the prospect of being alone with EJ and now she really was. Her stomach tightened anxiously as she wondered what lay ahead now. For the past two weeks EJ had taken her out just about every night and it had always ended with them making out in his car in front of her boarding house. Tonight however, seeing as it was Saturday he'd taken her to a matinee and they'd had an early dinner after which EJ had suggested going back to his hotel room. Betty had been instantly nervous but EJ had been very good at putting her at ease. Now she was actually there though her nerves had returned. She so didn't want to disappoint EJ but she wasn't exactly sure what she should be doing either.

"I've never been in a hotel room before," volunteered Betty, chattering nervously and then frowned, "I think."

"So what do you think?" he asked her indulgently, knowing that wasn't actually the case and wanting so much for Sami to remember the many wonderful hours they'd spent together in a hotel room not unlike this.

"I think it would be kind of lonely," she said honestly.

EJ considered that for a moment.

"It has been," he acknowledged huskily, "I was lonely for a long time Betty… until I found you."

EJ walked up to her then and pulled her into his arms and Betty's heart fluttered wildly as he looked down at her with warm eyes.

"I don't know what I'm doing," she whispered to him nervously, her eyes begging him to understand.

"It's alright sweetheart," he reassured her softly, "I've got you and we can stop any time. You just have to say the word. I don't want you to feel pressured into anything."

"I don't," she said hesitantly, "It's just that I don't want to disappoint you."

"Betty you could never disappoint me," he told her with great certainty.

Betty looked suddenly relieved at that and EJ bent his head and captured her lips in a soft yet sure kiss. Betty just melted into the kiss, wondering if there could be anything more wonderful than kissing this man. EJ finally broke the kiss and they were both breathing unevenly. Holding her gaze EJ slowly crouched down, his hands running down the back of legs until they came to Betty's ankles. He carefully removed first one and then the other shoe from Betty's feet as she put a hand to his broad shoulders to steady herself. He straightened up again and now she really felt dwarfed by his height as he stood over her. She had to crane her head right back to be able to still look him in the eye.

"I'm too short," she said with a little self deprecating smile.

"You're utterly perfect," he corrected her with a loving smile, "I wouldn't change a single thing about you Betty."

Other than you being able to remember all the times we've made love before…

EJ thought it but knew he could never say it. None of that mattered now though. He wasn't sure how far things were going to get tonight as he was determined to let Sami set the pace but his whole body was a mass of excited tension at having the freedom of Sami being in his room rather than a cramped car or public door step.

The carpet was soft beneath Betty's stockinged feet and she wiggled her toes in it, enjoying the sensation. Still holding her gaze intently EJ shrugged out of his coat and laid it over the back of the nearby sofa without moving away from her. Next his hand went to his tie, pulling the knot free and then divesting himself of the item. Betty bit her lip nervously as next he undid his cufflinks. EJ saw the way she was looking at him and took her hands and rested them against his shirt front.

"Undo the buttons sweetheart," he prompted her huskily and Betty's eyes widened.

She was nervous but she was also very curious. She had no memory of what a man looked like underneath his clothes and was unsure if she'd ever even seen one before. Betty had seen men with their shirts undone on the movies but beyond that it was pretty much a blank for her. But she wanted to see EJ. He was a beautiful man, cutting a dashing figure compared to just about every other man she'd met in the last nine months and just knew he'd be just as gorgeous underneath his clothing. In the end curiosity won out over nerves and Betty began to unbutton his shirt with shaky hands. While she worked EJ watched her through heavy lidded eyes, wondering what it was she was thinking right then. When the last button was undone EJ directed her hands to the bottom of his shirt, indicating silently that she should pull the shirt free of his belt. Betty did as he showed her and then without being prompted she placed her hands flat on his stomach, running them upwards and moving the shirt from his shoulders. EJ shuddered under her touch and swallowed a groan, not wanting to startle her and distract Betty from her task.

Betty managed to push his suspender belts down at the same time as she was removing his shirt and then EJ was standing there, naked from the waist up. Her eyes widened as she took in the broad expanse of his tanned chest that was covered in a smatter of chest hair. She put her hand up and ran her palm back and forth through the soft hairs, quite intrigued by the sight. The men she'd seen in the movies had all been smooth chested and it hadn't occurred to her that men might be able to grow hair on their chest.

"You've got hair," she told him, a little awe struck as her other hand joined in on rubbing back and forth across EJ's chest.

She felt the deep rumble of his laughter against her palms and flushed, suddenly feeling foolish. Betty went to take her hands away but EJ moved quickly, grabbing her wrists gently and holding her hands in place.

"Don't stop," he begged her, looking down at her pleadingly and Betty had a sudden revelation that EJ might actually be enjoying this far more than she realised.

Intrigued by that thought Betty went back to moving her hands back and forth across his chest before starting to glide lower. EJ immediately tensed and Betty gasped as she felt how rigid his flesh suddenly became against her palm. His stomach was rock hard, ripples of muscles on show as EJ held himself tightly in check against her soft touches.

"You're so hard," she said in amazement, tracing all the angled lines and planes of his stomach which was so unlike the soft roundness of her own.

After waking up in the beginning and when her injuries had allowed her Betty had stood in front of a full length mirror and looked at her body naked. It had been a very surreal experience, seeing your own body for the first time and having a sense of detachment from it as though she was looking at a stranger's body. She had the same feeling at looking at EJ's body – an odd sense of foreignness that was at once unsettling but also enthralling.

EJ watched her face intently, the look of wonderment on her face. There was something fiercely breathtaking to EJ about him now being the only man Betty had ever seen before. As much as he hated the fact that she'd lost all her memories of him there was something about the fact that he was going to be the only man that she knew intimately now that spoke to a very male part of himself. His hands went to the little buttons that ran down the front of her dress and slowly started to undo them, much as she'd done with him. EJ didn't stop until he was able to peel the dress from her body and place it beside his discarded coat over the back of the sofa.

Betty felt very exposed then, standing there only in her slip, bra and panties. EJ's hands went to push the thin straps of her slip from her shoulders but Betty stalled him, looking a little stressed. The thought of EJ seeing even more of her was a troubling one for her. She had some scars on her side and back and was self conscious about them, not wanting him to see them. EJ didn't know that of course but didn't push the matter but instead his hands slipped around to her back and Betty wasn't even sure how he managed it but in one easy movement he'd unhooked her bra and was removing it from under her slip and adding it to the growing pile of cloths on the sofa. Betty's eyes widened in surprise at his neat trick and EJ gave a little smile at seeing.

Still not speaking EJ simply picked Sami up in his arms then and she made a little gasp of surprise at his action. He very carefully lay her down on the bed then before straightening up and quickly divesting himself of his shoes and socks and then joining her on the bed. The bed dipped from his weight, rolling Sami into him a little. EJ lay on his side, stretched out and looking down at Sami while she lay on her back, looking back up at him. Sami self consciously crossed her arms in front of her chest and covered her breasts with a hand each. She felt very exposed with only the thin scrap of silky material between her breasts and EJ's avid gaze. The times he'd touched them before had always been through her clothing and she could feel her nipples tighten painfully against her palm as she contemplated EJ touching her bare skin now.

EJ could see that Sami was anxious and holding herself stiffly and moved to reassure her. He leant down, claiming her mouth in gentle kisses while his other hand went to her stomach, his fingers splaying out against her softness. When he felt her begin to relax EJ broke the kiss and looked down at her through heavy lidded eyes.

"I want to see you sweetheart," he rasped, his eyes dropping to the hands that still covered her breasts.

Betty bit her lip, feeling very nervous about doing that. What if he didn't like what he saw? So many doubts raced through her head but one word erased them for her.

"Please," he said raggedly, the raw need in his voice giving Betty the courage to do as he asked.

She slowly removed her hands and felt a little embarrassed at how her nipples were staining against the silky material at full attention. EJ though had a different reaction, growling hungrily at seeing them.

"Show me sweetheart," he begged her throatily and Betty whimpered at how desperate he sounded, like a man starving for her.

She put a shaky hand to her shoulder strap, pushing down first one and then the other.

"Betty!" his voice was strained now, begging her to go faster Sami didn't hurry, some female instinct enjoying holding him in such thrall.

Finally her hands went to her breasts, freeing them from the confines of the bodice of her slip, watching EJ's face the whole time as she did. He had such an expression of intense concentration on his face as though this was the single most important moment in his life to date and finding his scrutiny to be incredibly exciting despite her reservations. EJ for his part was holding himself so tightly in check that a fine sheen of sweat had broken out over his entire body. He wanted Sami to set the pace and feel comfortable but he could feel his control starting to slip as she slowly exposed her breasts to him. They were as beautiful as he remembered and sharp shot of desire ripped through him at seeing Sami's breast again, his member hardening even more, impatient to be able to claim her again. EJ reached out a shaking hand, cupping one of her breasts and pushing her nipple upwards to meet his hungry mouth.

"Watch me sweetheart," he ordered her huskily before latching onto the harden bud and suckling gently.

"OH!"

Sami squirmed under him at what he was doing to her, his tongue and teeth playing with the delicate peak and making her shudder helplessly. Little fissures of pleasure were radiating out from where EJ was attached to her and coursing through her whole body. Sami began to groan as his actions became more fierce as his excitement grew. Sami's hands flew to EJ's head in protest but instead of trying to make him detach she found herself holding him closer, craving more despite the almost pain.

"EJ please!" she cried out but Betty didn't know if she was begging him to stop or to keep going.

EJ lifted his head then and her put upon teat was suddenly released from the warm caverns of his mouth, the air immediately cold of the wet peak. He looked at her through almost groggy eyes that had gone practically black from his own arousal.

"More."

Betty didn't know if that was a question for her or a plea from him but it didn't matter, the answer was the same.

"Yes," she sighed, arching her back and closing her eyes as his dark head bent down and found her other nipple, treating it to the same bliss inducing treatment.

EJ couldn't get enough of Sami, he felt like he'd been starving for her for so long now. She was making eager little panting groans now and knew that she was finding this particular attention of his as exciting as she always had. He was almost certain that she would be wet for him now and just had a desperate need to find out. Whilst still worshipping at her breast with his mouth EJ's hand began to move slowly down her body, over Sami's stomach and heading lower. At first Sami didn't notice, too distracted by the riot of sensation he was causing at her breast but when she felt him reach the soft swell at the apex of her thighs she realised what he was doing. One of her hands flew to his wrist, trying to stop him.

"No!" she said, horrified that he might find out her embarrassing problem.

Betty was so wet right then that she could feel it soaking through her panties and was mortified to think of EJ finding her like that. Despite all his best intentions of not pushing Sami EJ just couldn't help himself. He needed to feel her intimately, to know for certain that she was affect as he was right then. EJ cupped her mound underneath her slip, feeling her wetness against his palm, even through the material of her panties and couldn't help give little groans of pleasure at the sensation. He wanted to have the taste of that spicy sweetness on his lips again so desperately and gritted his teeth against the want of it.

"EJ!" gasped Sami, shaking her head at him and going bright red now that he'd discovered her secret shame.

"God it's so beautiful," he moaned, increasing the pressure of his hand against her mound, beginning to rub it back and forth and creating an enticing friction, "Betty you're perfect!"

His excited praise of her and the action of his hand caused even more wetness to gush out of her, soaking through her panties yet again and onto his hand.

"Oh yes!" groaned EJ eagerly, "That's it, please sweetheart give me more!"

"Is… is this right?" she asked him breathlessly, his avid response to what she'd thought was a problem confusing her, "Am I meant to… meant to…?"

She stalled, finding it hard to find the words.

"It means you're so ready for me sweetheart," EJ groaned, "It means that your body is ready for mine to be inside it."

"Wh… what do you mean?" asked Sami in confusion.

Whilst she'd understood about kissing and knew that men and women could make babies together she was pretty much blank on how that actually happened. It wasn't exactly something you talked about in polite company and she hadn't bought it up. She'd been too shy to ask the other girls at the boarding house about such things, worried what they might think of her and concerned that they might try and talk her out of it when Betty knew she didn't want to be talked out of anything. She wanted EJ and even though she didn't fully understand what that meant she knew it was a lot more than what had already passed between them.

"Betty," EJ groaned helplessly at hearing her question, pressing his forehead against hers.

She was so utterly innocent that she had no idea about anything at all it seemed. EJ had never made love to a virgin before which was essentially what Sami was now and struggled to reign in his rampant arousal so that he wouldn't frighten her.

"I'm sorry," she whispered, suddenly looking sad.

"No," said EJ urgently at seeing that, "Don't say that Betty, I love that you're so innocent."

"You… you do?" she asked breathlessly.

"Yes," he said huskily, pulling back a little so she could see the sincerity in his eyes, "I want so much to be the one to show you the way it can be between a man and a woman. You're innocence is like a gift to me sweetheart."

"Oh," breathed Betty, unbelievably touched by his words and feeling instantly reassured, "Oh EJ."

He kissed her then, languidly, so as to keep himself in check and not become too excited again. EJ's hand continued to rock back and forth against Sami's core as his tongue found hers and did a slow dance. Betty couldn't take anymore than and broke the kiss.

"EJ," she said, her breathing uneven and then she suddenly looked shy.

"What is it sweetheart?" he asked her tenderly, his other hand tucking a strand of hair behind her ear.

"Can… can I see you?" she asked and then blushed furiously at her own question.

EJ's eyes flashed at the question and he nodded eagerly. His hands immediately went to his trousers as he rolled over onto his back, unzipping them and quickly removing them from his body. This left him only in his white boxers and Sami's eyes were drawn to the large bulge in the front of them. EJ made short work of them though and then lay back on the bed, looking up at Sami as she sat up facing him. Her eyes widened at the sight of EJ's completely naked body.

"Oh my god," she whispered, unable to take her eyes off his straining manhood which was at full attention.

"See what you do to me sweetheart?" he groaned, loving the way she was looking at him almost in awe.

"I did that to you?" asked Betty in amazement, still unable to look away from his impressive member.

"Yes," he gasped.

The way she was looking at him was making EJ want to come, even though she hadn't even touched him. He'd been without her for so long now and even just the little bit of fooling around before had aroused him to a fever pitch level. His hard on was beginning to jerk wildly and he felt his balls beginning to throb, heralding his rapidly approaching orgasm. It was crazy that Sami could elicit such a response from him without so much as even touching him but EJ had no more control left over the situation. He wanted to warn her about what was about to happen but then Sami unexpectedly reached out and wrapped her hand around his distended staff and EJ was done.

"GOD!" he howled, instantly climaxing, his hips bucking up at the feel of her hand on him at last.

His seed began to pump out of him wildly as EJ moaned mindlessly. Sami made a shocked noise, caught off guard by what was happening to him and went to take her hand off his spurting manhood but he stalled her.

"No," whimpered EJ frantically, wrapping his hand around hers and keeping it in place as he jerked helplessly on the bed, thick streams of his seed still shooting from his tip as he climaxed under her hand.

Betty could feel his thickness pulsating in her hand, as it delivered its load onto EJ's sweaty chest and stomach. After the initial surprise Betty was completely enthralled, never dreaming his body was capable of such things. The whole time EJ was straining against her hand, his heels digging into the bed as he grabbed for the bed head with his free hand, eyes squeezed shut against the pleasure of it all. When he was done he seemed to almost collapse down onto the bed, burying his face into the arm that was stretched over his head. Betty still had swollen length in her hand.

"You're still hard," she whispered, in awe of that display.

"Yes," panted EJ, finding words a hardship so soon after such a powerful release.

"Do you want more?" she asked breathlessly, wanting a repeat performance of what she'd just seen.

EJ focused on her properly then as he lay there on the bed, taking in how excited she was by watching him go through that. EJ knew he was still too big to attempt mounting Sami then and she was obviously enjoying her little voyage of discovery almost as much as EJ. Another orgasm like that would sate EJ long enough so he could concentrate on her pleasure next and he wanted to take a very long time with Sami and showing her all the delights her body was capable of.

"Yes," he growled, his hand tightening around hers and causing her to squeeze his length before guiding her hand up and down its thickness, showing her how to pleasure him just how he liked it.

"God yes!" grunted EJ, settling back in the cushions as Sami quickly worked out what to do and set about pleasuring him with her hand pumping his still engorged manhood, "God don't stop sweetheart!"

Betty smiled at how desperate that plea sounded and began to work harder on him…