Chapter SIX
Sami walked into the gym and gave a disinterested sigh. This was the last thing she felt like doing but when her Mom suggested that maybe she could stay home and they could have a 'chat' instead it suddenly seemed like the lesser of two evils! Sami was in no way ready to talk about what happened at breakfast and by extension, last night. At this point it was hard to imagine if she ever would be.
Truth be told it wasn't only her distraction that made the gym less than appealing today. The fact was she was still feeling a little… tender after the activities of last night and the thought of jumping on a bike didn't really appeal! Muscles she hadn't even been aware she possessed were aching and it was only getting worse as the day wore on. In fact walking was a bit of an exercise in, not discomfort exactly, but she was incredibly aware of parts of her body that she was trying desperately to ignore.
The gym wasn't very crowded and Sami was grateful for that, at least she'd be able to get in and out quickly. She looked around and grimaced at the walking machines, thinking that might not be the best way to go today. In fact it was hard to think of an exercise that wasn't going to be a mistake of one kind or another. Whilst Sami was trying to make up her mind the last person in the world she wanted to see right then walked through the door.
"What are you doing here?!" she hissed in shock as EJ spotted her straight away and walked over to her.
"Learning a foreign language?" he offered up straight faced.
Sami gave him a disgruntled look at his flippancy and he grinned.
"It's a gym Samantha," he indulged her, "What do you think I'm doing here?"
"I thought you were going to work," she complained, unhappy at finding him here.
"I have been to work and now I find myself with a bit of pent up energy to expend," he said and then gave her an impish look, "And seeing as my bedroom doesn't have an armoire I opted for the gym instead."
EJ looked over at the crèche area before looking back at her.
"Are the twins here?" he asked her a bit hopefully.
"No," said Sami flatly, "My Mom's got them."
"Did Marlena mention anything about this morning to you at all?" asked EJ curiously.
"No!" said Sami in horror and then looked at him suspiciously, "You know, if I didn't know better I'd say you planned the whole thing!"
"I planned Ali and Johnny messing up my shirt?" asked EJ in amusement, "I planned Rolf walking in just at that moment. Come on Samantha - not that I don't quite enjoy the idea of you thinking I've got god-like powers but honestly - don't you think you're reaching just a little there sweetheart?"
"It just seems awfully convenient somehow," she muttered sceptically.
"Sometimes life is like that," shrugged EJ, "And besides, what exactly would be my motivation in doing such a thing?"
"Who knows what goes on in that devious brain of yours?" said Sami looking at him with distrust.
"I am a mystery aren't I?" agreed EJ straight faced, "Just like you my little sphinx."
"Did you come here to work out or be annoying?" grumped Sami.
"I'd like to think I can do both," smiled EJ, "It's not only women who can multitask you know."
Sami shook her head, knowing she was not up to any verbal sparring with him today so she decided, for once, that discretion was the better part of valour.
"So you going on the treadmill first?" asked EJ, changing tact.
NO, her body shouted, please no!
"Of course," she said snippily, "Why wouldn't I?"
Stupid pride, silly, silly Sami.
"No reason," said EJ with a little laugh, taken aback by the force of her answer, not having expected her to be so invested in what piece of equipment she started her work out on.
She gave him a defiant look that EJ had no idea what the reason behind it was and strolled off to start his work out with the punching bag. Sami turned around and grimaced at the treadmill, why hadn't she just said she'd start with some weights training instead? She really wasn't up to doing a lot of running or even walking today! She climbed reluctantly onto the machine and pushed her usual buttons, hoping that she'd loosen up quickly.
Out of the corner of her eye she could see EJ starting to punch away at the weighted bag designed for that exact purpose. She determinedly tried to ignore him but that was becoming increasingly difficult. What was wrong with her? She'd managed to resist just about all of his advances for almost two years now, with a few notable exceptions and they were mostly before she knew he was a DiMera. Now all of a sudden it was like some dam had broken and she was totally out of control around him.
What the hell was that all about?!
One little shared moment in her bedroom and suddenly it's a whole new ballgame! Now that they'd started down that track Sami couldn't seem to get it to stop. It was like trying to put toothpaste back in a tube after squeezing it or trying to get xxxxxxx.
Okay, she just had to stop using analogies that involved things going inside of other things! That was not helping her thought processes! She just had to do her run and think of nice, safe things… like paying bills or her twins. Her twins - perfect - she could think lovely motherly thoughts…
Sami partially woke from a previously deep sleep, missing the warmth of the other person in the bed. Somewhere in her sleep haze she heard him come back in the room, there was the sound of a zip being undone, pants dropping to the floor and then there was his delicious heat being pressed up against her back as she lay on her side. EJ fitted his lean body against hers, moulding his hard angles to her soft curves. He slipped a leg between hers and slung an arm over her waist.
"Babies?" mumbled Sami, barely awake.
"Johnny had kicked his blankets off and was crying," he said softly, pressing a soft kiss to her naked shoulder, "I tucked him in and he was fine."
Sami hadn't even heard Johnny cry or felt EJ go, so soundly asleep was she. It was only when the warmth had begun to leave her that she began to drift back into vague consciousness.
"Ali?" she queried, her voice rough from sleep.
"Sleeping like an angel," he whispered, "Just like her mother."
EJ let his hand wander down and stroke the naked thigh of his angel and Sami shifted a little, settling back more fully against him as he lay stretched out behind her. He let his fingers trail down further along her leg, tracing invisible patterns on the pale flesh.
"Mmm," murmured Sami sleepily, enjoying his soft touch.
She reached above and behind her head to cup the back of his head and lazily ran her fingers through his tussled hair, her fingernails scraping the sensitive skin of his scalp for which she was rewarded with an appreciative hiss. Sami twisted her head back, eyes barely open and he obediently leant down to capture her offered lips. Their tongues met in a lazy dance, each one wooing the other into increasing awareness.
EJ's hand drifted back up and cupped the back of her leg, pushing it gently further forward before cupping one of her bottom cheeks with the same hand, gently massing it's firmness. He felt her smile into the kiss and took it as permission to continue. His hand moved down and towards the front of her body, seeking out the prize hidden between those perfect thighs but before he could get there her body reward him with a fresh wetness he could feel against the thigh he had slung between hers.
"Oh god Samantha!" he groaned hopelessly into the kiss, "You're like every wet dream I've ever had come true!"
Samantha bit her lip, her breathing becoming more laboured as she ran on the treadmill and not just because she'd just passed the two mile mark. Whilst at first the running had been an painfully uncomfortable it had now transformed into something else entirely. Her body had warmed up and what before had just been tender had now gotten to the point where certain parts were creating a more than pleasant friction with other parts. Sami had never experience a sensation like it before and common sense told her that now would probably be a good time to stop but then, she and common sense had never been the best of friends.
Sami felt him his hand continue on, stroking her slick folds for a few minutes moments, lost in each others kisses.
"You're shaking," she whispered against his lips when he let her take a breath, feeling the slight trembling of his body against her back.
"You make me lose control sweetheart," he groaned, trailing small kisses down one side of her face, "I can't help it."
Sami tightened the grip she still had on the back of his head as he finally dipped his fingers into her wet core and she gave a little gasping sigh as he began to stroke her inner walls.
"Do you like that sweetheart?" he breathed into her ear.
"So much!" she moaned softly, moving against him, helping him to move further into her.
The pace of his strokes were maddeningly slow and Sami was quickly needing more. She gave a frustrated growl when her attempts to get him to quicken his tempo failed.
"Impatient aren't we little one?" he teased her, "Tell me what you want, tell me what you need."
"Faster, harder," she moaned her complaint, squirming back against him in protest at his slow torture of her body.
"You mean like this?" he growled suddenly adding another finger to the two that were currently inside of her and pressing his thumb to her swollen nub, pushing more deeply into her.
"EJ!" she screamed his name as she came fully awake now, letting go of his head and clutching frantically at the bed sheets in front of her as her body spasmed against such intense sensation.
"Is that what you wanted?" he pressed her for an answer, his voice rough now at seeing her growing arousal, "Do you feel good sweetheart?"
"So good!" she panted helplessly, "Don't stop!"
EJ wasn't about to stop now, increasing his speed and depth of penetrations so much so that it was only took another minute or so before she was moaning almost hysterically under his touch. Sami grabbed at the sheets and buried her face in them to muffle the sounds of yet another noisy climax by his hand. She'd barely finished when she felt him withdraw his fingers from her and push her legs further apart before she felt him entering into her in one hard thrust. No man had ever filled her like he did and she shook her head hopelessly against how good his possession of her felt.
"You're so sexy!" he groaned into her ear, his hand going to her breast and grabbing at her nipple almost roughly but she didn't care, everything he did just felt so damn good!
It was like he'd read some instruction manual on her that made him privy to every little thing that would send her into a frenzy of delight! She could feel how worked up she'd gotten him and she'd barely touched him, only a few kisses really and yet she could feel his desperation in his almost frenzied thrusting into her body. His strokes were so forceful that he was pressing her harder and harder into the mattress with each one and her body welcomed it shamelessly. Too soon she could feel herself tightening around him, her body beginning to bear down helplessly on him, shuddering helplessly. She felt him grab her hip, holding her still until he was done with her as she and she could feel how tightly coiled his body was behind her and knew that he was almost there.
"So good!" he was moaning uncontrollably now, "You feel so good around me sweetheart, I love being inside you so much!"
Samantha stumbled on the treadmill, the combination of so much friction on her already sensitised nether regions and the memory of that encounter and the way he'd released himself so totally into her had it's inevitable conclusion. Sami gasped helplessly as her wayward body betrayed her and she could feel the small explosions rip through her from her core, radiating out to the rest of her body. With some mammoth amount of effort she managed to hit the stop button on the treadmill but it wasn't quite enough to avert disaster altogether because between her orgasm and all that running her legs were not exactly the most reliable they'd ever been and she felt them buckle under her and she kind of half fell, half slid off the treadmill and onto a rather ignominious heap on the floor.
"Samantha!" she heard EJ cry out in horror as she tumbled backwards and lay there sprawled out on the floor.
Almost immediately EJ's concerned face was above her along with a couple of other helpful gym members.
Was there no end in sight to the humiliations this day had in store for her??!!
"Are you alright?" asked EJ worriedly, crouching down beside her and placing his hand on her shoulder, "What happened, did you hurt yourself?"
"I'm fine," she mumbled in embarrassment, "I just… fell."
"Do you need us to get one of the staff for you, do you need to see a doctor?" asked one of the concerned bystanders kindly.
"No, no!" she said hastily, "I'm perfectly alright, I don't need to see anyone."
"She's my wife," said EJ with a smile, "Thanks for your concern but I've got it from here."
"Sure no problem."
The good Samaritans drifted away leaving just the two of them now.
"What happened Samantha?" asked EJ with a little frown, helping her up and guiding her to a nearby sit up bench.
"I just got a cramp," she told him which wasn't a complete untruth in a way.
"Which leg?" asked EJ, squatting down beside her rather solicitously, cupping both of her calves in each hand, massaging them gently to try and rub out her 'cramp'.
"It's gone now!" she blurted out, not at all liking the way he was kneeling between her legs and touching her so confidently - it brought back too many memories from last night and that was the last thing she needed right now.
"Samantha?" said EJ quizzically, tilting his head and narrowing his eyes a little as he scrutinised her more closely now.
There was something decidedly… familiar… in the way her skin was so flushed, her pupils so dilated and the way she was trembling under his hands.
"Samantha?" he repeated her name but there was a dawning comprehension on his face that was at war with disbelief, "Did you just… were you having…"
"I'm thirsty!" she announced way more loudly then was necessary but needing to stop him from finishing that sentence more than anything else in the world.
She jumped up and pushed past him and she could feel his speculative gaze on her as she made a mad dash for the refreshment area. Sami fully expected him to follow her and almost cried with relief when he didn't - of all the conversations she didn't want to have today that one just made the top of the list! Sami didn't even know such a thing was possible and wouldn't have believed it if she hadn't just had it happen to her. It was like there were two Sami's - one just regular old Sami and the other that was a complete hell cat. Maybe she'd developed some kind of multiple personality disorder overnight. The thought actually cheered Sami up until she realised that she must me in dire straights when having a mental illness was actually the better of option!
Sami gave a despondent sigh, realising she couldn't stay hidden in the little café forever. She got up and hesitantly poked her head around the corner but was relieved to see that EJ seemed to have left already. Well now that he was gone she didn't have to rush off so maybe a quiet sauna would help calm her jangled nerves. A little sit down and a lot of steam sounded like a good idea to Sami all of a sudden and with a bit of luck - which lets face it, she was owed some today - she'd have the room all to herself and could just do some much needed thinking.
Five minutes later Sami had changed into a white fluffy towel and was walking into the sauna. A smile broke out on Sami's face for the first time today - it was empty - at last a change of fortune. She took a couple of steps inside the hot little room only to hear the door open behind her and she rolled her eyes in frustration - so close and yet so far! Sami turned around with a forced pleasant smile on her face which froze in a rather frightening way when she saw who it was.
"Oh come on!" she complained loudly to the gods of fate and threw up her hands in frustration.
EJ stood there looking back at her, a white towel draped around his hips and nothing else except an impish grin on his lips.
"Hello sweetheart," he said happily, "Small world eh?"