Chapter FIFTEEN
EJ sat in the chair beside the bed, watching Sami sleep. He'd gotten out of bed a little while ago and poured himself a drink and had a cigarette before coming back to watch her. She was lying on her back and her face turned towards him slightly. The sheet that Sami had covered herself with had slipped down a little and EJ was being treated to the sight of one pink nipple relaxed in sleep. EJ had fought the urge to take it into his mouth and make it hard again, thinking she needed to sleep after what had already passed between them that night and the high emotion from her showing him her scars.
EJ was so glad that Sami trusted him enough to do that and knew that it was important development in their relationship. He needed Sami to trust him and his stomach tightened nervously at how he was ever going to tell her the truth now. When would be the right time… would there ever be a right time? EJ shifted in his chair, making the leather creak as his thoughts went around and around on the subject. He didn't know how much longer he could hold back telling her about his love for her though.
Right then EJ just wanted to wake her, declare his undying love for her and ask Sami to marry him… again. But he had a pretty strong instinct that such a thing would be far too overwhelming for her right then. EJ still held onto the hope that when they made love properly for the first time, when his body was actually inside hers that Sami's memories would return. He clung to that hope and the hope that when they did her remembered love for him would be enough to forgive him with holding the truth from her now. The slight noise of the chair caused Sami to stir and EJ watched as her eyes fluttered open.
"Hello," he said huskily, feeling the inevitable maelstrom of love for her when he looked in those impossibly blue eyes.
"Hello," Betty smiled back at him, her voice croaky from sleep.
Betty stretched a little and sighed happily before suddenly making a distressed squeak, sitting up abruptly.
"What time is it?" she asked, wide eyed.
"Just gone a quarter past nine," EJ informed her, glancing over at his watch on the night stand.
"On no!" gasped Betty, "I'm going to miss curfew!"
"Then stay here Betty," said EJ calmly, clearly not as distressed by that thought as she was, "Stay the night with me."
"I can't do that EJ!" she exclaimed, "What would I tell Mrs O'Reilly?"
"Tell her that your lover wouldn't let you out of his bed," said EJ with a small seductive smile, "That he wanted you beside him all night long and needed desperately to make love to you over and over again."
Despite herself Betty flushed at that and looked a little flustered.
"I don't think Mrs O'Reilly would like that explanation," she said with a nervous laugh, "I have to get home EJ."
EJ made a frustrated face at that. He felt like he'd spent every moment of his relationship with Sami sending her home to someone else. In the beginning it had been Lucas, then there had been the hellish eight months of thinking he'd lost her forever and now it was Mrs O'Reilly and her ten o'clock curfew. EJ was sick to death of it. He just wanted Sami by his side, all the time and not having to watch her walk away from him at the end of every day but he was stuck in the same quandary again with that. The only time he'd woken up in the morning with Sami in his arms had been when he'd followed her and Lucas when he was working out of town. That was over a year ago now and for EJ that wait had already been too long to experience such joy again.
"I have to go home," she repeated firmly, "I'll just have a quick shower and then we can go… alright EJ?"
EJ gave her an unimpressed look at that.
"I like my suggestion better," he pouted and Betty had to laugh at that.
"Could you pass me your shirt please EJ?" she asked him, holding out her hand to him and nodding at his shirt hanging over the back of his chair as she held the sheet up around her breasts.
"No," said EJ simply and gave her a little smile and she shook her head at his stubbornness.
Betty did the next best thing then, tugging the sheet off the bed and managing to cover herself with it before getting off the bed. It was one thing to be naked in front of EJ during their heated trysts but it was another thing just to parade around naked. EJ himself had pulled on trousers she'd noticed as he sat there in the chair so it would have felt odd to be completely naked when he wasn't. Betty headed past EJ towards the bathroom and as she did he reached out a hand and caught hold of the sheet, holding fast. Betty turned around and frowned at him when she felt the sheet begin to give and saw that he was holding onto one end of it.
"EJ," she admonished him, "Let go."
EJ just held her gaze and shook his head. Betty tried to yank it from his grasp but it was no use, he was too strong for her so the only recourse she had was to let him hang onto the sheet and keep on walking or stand there all night. She took a deep breath and kept on walking, the sheet falling away from her body. Betty was unbearably conscious of the fact that EJ's eyes were on her naked body as she walked away from him, scars and all. She snuck a look back over her shoulder and saw him looking at her with a devilish expression on his face mixed in with a decidedly aroused one and her last lingering doubts about her scars left Betty.
The way EJ was looking at her told Betty that he was enjoying the sight of her shapely bottom walking away from him very much and her body kind of instinctively reacted to that, adding a little extra swing in her hips of their own accord. Betty was gratified to hear EJ give a little groan at that, obviously appreciating the show as she disappeared into the bathroom. Her heart was racing at the exhilarating of titillating EJ in such a simple way and her core tightened, reminding Betty that they had never gotten around to finishing what had started to promisingly.
She knew they didn't have time now as it was a twenty minute drive back to her boarding house and Betty found herself hoping against hope that he'd ask to see her tomorrow which was a Sunday and they could spend the day picking up where they'd left off tonight. She wondered if she should be ashamed of thinking such thoughts but all Betty knew was that she wasn't. Being with EJ felt like the most natural thing in the world to her. She turned on the water of the shower and pinned up her hair, not wanting to get it wet at this time of night. Betty stepped into the shower cubicle and went to pull the shower curtain.
"Leave it."
She turned around to see EJ leaning against the door, his eyes on her now wet body as Betty stood under the shower spray. He walked into the room casually, dragging a large wing backed cane chair that was there and placed it in front of the shower recess before taking a seat.
"I like a room with a view," he told her throatily as he settled in to watch her finish her shower.
Betty bit her lip, feeling a little self conscious but then she discovered that she rather liked the idea of EJ watching her shower. She took some soap in her hands and began to lather up her body with it as EJ watched her intently, hardly even blinking. Betty rinsed the soap off herself then, turning slowly and granting EJ a full view of her body. She looked over at him then as she stood under the shower spray and couldn't help but notice the simply enormous bulge in the front of EJ's trousers. Betty now knew exactly what was causing that bulge now and gave a shudder of excitement.
"Do you have any kind of control over that thing at all EJ?" she teased him.
"Very little when you're in the room with me sweetheart," he admitted with a wry grin, "Why do you think I sit behind my desk so much at work?"
"EJ!" gasped Betty in shocked surprise and grinned, "That isn't true is it?"
"It's true more often then I'd like," he confessed to her ruefully, "You do things to me Betty."
"Oh," she said and flushed, "Oh."
"Turn around sweetheart," he instructed her, "Face me."
Before that Betty had been side on to EJ but she did as he asked, turning to face him. The water streams from the shower hit her chest and breasts, cascading down the rest of her body in slick rivulets.
"Touch yourself for me Betty," he ordered her, his eyes running freely all over her body.
She raised hesitant hands to her chest, sliding them down and cupping her breast. Betty grew bolder then when she saw EJ's expression become suddenly intent and he moved uncomfortably in the chair. With her hands still cupping her breasts Betty managed to roll and pull on her nipples between her thumb and index finger eliciting an approving growl from EJ.
"Lower," he growled at her and Betty could have sworn the bulge in his pants was even bigger than before if that was even possible.
One hand left her breast and drifted down over her stomach until she was cupping her own mound. EJ licked his lips, his own hand rubbing back and forth across his muscled stomach. He moved suddenly then, standing up and leaning forward, covering the small distance between them. EJ reached in a hand and gently grabbed one of Betty's calves, lifting up her leg and directing it to the little ledge that was around the shower. He sat back down and looked back at Betty.
"I want to see you Betty," he said thickly, now that he had a better view and her most intimate parts were on full display to him in her new position, "Like I did to you sweetheart, touch yourself."
Betty gave a gasping little groan, feeling terribly exposed like this but the way his heated gaze was sweeping over her body hungrily made her forget about anything else other than pleasing him. Her fingers crept between her folds and EJ groaned loudly to see that, hurriedly releasing his straining erection from his pants and immediately wrapping his hand around the impressive thickness and beginning to jerk his hand up and down rapidly. Betty's eyes widened to see him doing that and it encouraged her to find her own little swollen nub. She started when her fingers first found it and EJ's eyes flared to see it, knowing what had just happened.
"Hurry sweetheart!" he urged her urgently, feeling his own orgasm rapidly approaching as his hand movements became increasingly frantic, "I'm close!"
EJ had the lowest flash point imaginable when it came to this woman. He hadn't been this quick to find his release since he was a rampant teenage boy but Betty just seemed to keep him in a perpetual state of arousal. At any given moment it seemed like a climax wasn't far away if she was in the room. Betty knew that he was wanting them to come together and her fingers began to rub her own little nub in a circular motion, just as EJ had done with her and was immediately flooded with sensation. Betty groaned loudly and leant back heavily against the wall as she began to stimulate herself enthusiastically.
Watching Sami pleasure herself for him was having the inevitable effect on EJ. His balls began to tighten, signalling that his end was near and his shaft and hand were coated in his pre-cum. Sami was beginning to moan helplessly, the bathroom acoustics echoing the noise all around him.
"Say my name!" he begged her, his strokes fast and furious.
"EJ!" she moaned, her own body racing towards its release, "EJ!"
"Betty!" shouted EJ, suddenly just losing his load and squirting out his seed onto the shower curtain and bathroom tiles.
EJ groaned loudly as he continued to work on himself and enjoyed immeasurably the sight of Sami bringing herself to a climax for the first time almost immediately after him. She moaned mindlessly as her hips began to thrust wildly and he could tell by the way Sami suddenly jerked and spasmed that she was enjoying her own release. She leant back on the tiles, weary from the force of her release and let the jet streams cool her suddenly heated body. EJ grabbed a nearby hand towel and cleaned himself up shakily, his body still throbbing pleasurably. Betty stepped out of the shower on unsteady legs and EJ was there waiting with a large white towel, immediately wrapping her up in it and kissing her soundly.
"Thank you for doing that for me Betty," he said, his voice still rough from his spent passion, "I enjoyed that very much."
"So did I," admitted Betty shyly to which EJ smiled at her candour.
He began to dry her body with it and Betty was touched to see him so attentive although not surprised. EJ was always so caring with her - it stole her breath most days. When he was done EJ pulled her into his arms, wet towel and all and smiled down at her.
"Betty," he said huskily, "Are you free tomorrow at all?"
"I might be," she said coyly, "Why EJ?"
"Because I want to spend the entire day with you sweetheart," said EJ with a little smile, "I have a surprise in mind for you."
"A surprise?" repeated Betty in delight, "What kind of surprise?"
"One that you'll have to agree to seeing me on Sunday to find out about," said EJ straight faced, "So will you step out with me tomorrow Betty?"
A big grin came to Betty's face at that question, almost beside herself with how happy she was that he had asked her.
"Yes EJ," she said breathily, "I'd love to."
"Good," said EJ and looked just as happy as she was, "I'll pick you up at nine."
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Betty's eyes widened at the sight in front of her and then back at EJ.
"So are you up to the challenge sweetheart?" he asked her teasingly.
"You bet!" grinned Betty excitedly.
EJ returned her smile and handed the tickets over to the man in the little box. He had picked her up bright and early this morning with the promise of a surprise and it had been indeed just that for Betty. EJ had taken her to Coney Island where to her delight Betty discovered there was an amusement park. They had walked around together and despite it only being about ten in the morning she had indulged in cotton candy, soda and hot dogs, thrilling to each new discovery. EJ knew that Sami had never been to such a place before because they'd talked about it once when they were lying in bed together.
She'd told him how she'd always wanted to ride on a Ferris wheel and EJ had promised her one day that she would, with him by her side. It felt important to EJ to be able to grant Sami her wishes even though she may have forgotten them and the way her face was lit up right then he was glad he'd gone with his instincts on this one. They stepped up to the platform where the seat with the little bar was waiting for them. The ride attendant lifted the bar for them to get in and they did before he fastened the bar back down. The seat rocked gently as it moved on one position to let the next couple on. Betty looked over at EJ curiously.
"Have you been on a Ferris wheel before EJ?" she asked him.
"When I was much younger," nodded EJ, "It's been awhile."
"How old are you?" asked Betty guilelessly.
"Thirty three," responded EJ easily.
His thirty third birthday had come on the second last day of Nicole's trial and it wasn't something he enjoyed thinking about because he'd had a strong sense of where the verdict was heading by then and he hadn't been wrong.
"I don't know how old I am," sighed Betty, suddenly looking far away.
"Twenty one," supplied EJ before he'd thought about it and then recovered quickly, "You look twenty one to me sweetheart."
"If I am then you'd be twelve years older than me," commented Betty idly.
"Does that worry you?" asked EJ intently.
"It's just a number," shrugged Betty and EJ's heart quickened as she used the same logic he'd used on her when she'd first found out about their age differences.
She looked over at him then with a bit of a frown.
"Does it worry you EJ?" she quizzed him.
"Not in the least Betty," said EJ easily, a little lump of disappointment in his throat when it became obvious that she wasn't going to remember that they'd had this conversation before.
"We're going up!" announced Betty excitedly, grinning up at him as the Ferris wheel began to turn in it's entirety now.
Betty looked around herself as they were treated to a panoramic view of Coney Island and all its' surrounds.
"Wowee!" she gasped and EJ had to smile at her excitement.
"Isn't this amazing EJ?" she asked him enthusiastically, looking at him with a huge smile on her face.
"Breath taking," said EJ who hadn't taken his eyes off Sami for one minute, just captivated by her.
"You're not looking," pouted Betty when she saw EJ wasn't enjoying the view with her.
"I'm looking at the only thing that matters sweetheart," he told her huskily and leant in to kiss her.
If the ride wasn't making her head spin then EJ's kisses sure did the trick. Betty clung to him as EJ kissed her languidly, taking his time to taste her as deeply as he could. When he finally released her mouth he smiled down at her and Betty returned his smile before looking back out at the view. She gave a little shudder then and EJ looked down at her with concern.
"Cold sweetheart?" he asked solicitously and Betty nodded as EJ put his arm around her and rubbed her goose pimpling flesh.
There was a decided chill in the air as the tail end of winter lingered and the height and movement of the Ferris wheel made Betty feel it all the more. EJ had his coat over one arm so he draped it over Betty's lap and legs and she smiled up at him gratefully. With one arm still around her shoulders the other one remained on her lap but had now sneaked under his coat and was resting on Betty's inner thigh. She looked over at him as Betty felt his hand began to sneak higher, pushing her skirt up with it. The coat over her lap stopped anyone from seeing what EJ's hand was doing but Betty knew.
"What are you doing EJ?" she asked him with a quirk of her lips.
"Just distracting you from the cold darling," said EJ, looking ever so innocent.
"Really?" asked Betty sceptically and then gave him an impish look, "And how are you goin' to do that exactly?"
EJ leaned right in and pressed his lips to her ear, just as he slid his fingers under her panties and found her waiting nub.
"I thought I'd make you come," he whispered into her ear and Betty jumped at the sudden contact of his fingers to her eager flesh, "Would you like that sweetheart?"
Betty whimpered and nodded as EJ began to massage the little button. The Ferris wheel turned slowly, creaking and groaning and masking Betty's little gasps and sighs. She leant right into EJ, the view forgotten as he worked his magic. There were people all around them but Betty didn't care. EJ was fast bringing her towards an orgasm - the rocking of the carriage, the increasing pressure he was putting on that amazing part of her body and the way the wheel kept taking them up and around was making Betty's head spin. She grabbed at EJ's arm as his fingers worked increasingly frantically on her, closing her eyes and leant even more heavily against him and feeling her body start to build towards that sweet release. Suddenly EJ's finger was gone and Betty's eyes snapped open, looking up at him in horror and he returned her look ruefully.
"Sorry darling," he said with a bit of a grimace at cutting things short because he'd rather been looking forward to bringing her to climax right then, "We have to get off."
EJ inclined his head and Betty noticed for the first time that the ride had slowed and people were getting off and her and EJ's carriage was next. She groaned in frustration and EJ just had to chuckle at that.
"Next time," he promised her throatily as they were released from their carriage.
Betty however had other ideas.
Betty took EJ's hand firmly, looking around herself. She spied something that would suit her purposes and tugged on EJ's hand, indicating that he should follow her. They walked around the back of a deserted little stall, finding a back door. Betty tried the handle and to her delight it was unlocked. She opened the door and she and EJ walked through and then Betty closed the door behind her, the sounds of the amusement park immediately becoming muffled. EJ looked around himself at what was little more than a wooden box with shutters at the front to open up to customers but of course were currently closed. It was quite dark inside as well but with enough light that they could see each other.
Betty grabbed at EJ's lapels, drawing his attention back to her, not that it had ever really left and dragged his head down for a heated kiss. EJ responded enthusiastically, never able to pass up an opportunity to be kissing the woman he loved. She broke the kiss then, both of them breathing unevenly already. Betty looked back at EJ, her eyes full of fire and light and then bit her lip before pulling on his lapel again but this time in a downward motion and EJ knew exactly what she wanted of him. He sunk to his knees in front of her and Betty gave a quiet moan of approval to see him do that, knowing she was about to be granted the release their too short time on the Ferris wheel had denied her. EJ pushed up the material of her skirt and slung one of her legs over his shoulder so that her flower was presented perfectly to him for him to be able to worship at.
He stroked the silk of Sami's panties and it was gratifying to find that she was still very, very wet. Pulling aside the material he blew on all that wetness, making her shudder helplessly before latching on hungrily to the nub he could clearly see bulging fatly from it's little home. As soon as he drew the engorged bundle into his mouth Sami came like EJ had been certain she would. Her hands flew to the back of his head and held him in place as she ground her sex in his face, groaning her gratitude but EJ wasn't done yet. He continued to suckle enthusiastically at her nub, licking and teasing, nipping and squeezing making Sami come two more times in quick succession as she whimpered and groaned mindlessly for him.
EJ got slowly to his feet, pressing his body against hers and claiming her mouth for some soul destroying kisses. Betty could taste herself on his tongue and loved that so much. She cleaned as much of herself off his tongue as EJ would allow before breaking the kiss and looking up at him wide eyed.
"Take me to bed EJ," she pleaded with him breathlessly and EJ's eyes flared, not needing to be told twice, "I want more…"