Chapter FOURTEEN
Sami stomped up the stairs of the law offices of Mickey Horton, too incensed to be bothered waiting for the elevator, each step taking her closer to the confrontation she'd been inching to have with Nicole Walker since the day she slithered back in town and talked her way into becoming EJ's client. She reached the top of the stairs and flung open the door into the reception area of EJ's office and let it slam noisily behind her. Marcie, EJ's secretary, looked up at her in surprise.
"Mrs DiMera!" she said in surprise, eyes wide at the other woman's sudden and somewhat noisy appearance.
"I'm going to talk with my husband," said Sami, determinedly marching straight past her desk.
"Oh… but, you can't…" stammered Marcie, standing up a little as Sami stormed by, "He's with a client."
EJ only had one client so no prizes for guessing who that was! The thought that Nicole was already in there doing god only knows what with EJ made Sami want to claw her eyes out. Hmm, eye clawing, not a bad place to start - she could work down the rest of that flat chested, bony butt body from there! They probably were going to leave from here to go to the hotel thought Sami to herself.
Over Nicole's dead body was that ever going to happen.
"But Mrs DiMera," said Marcie trying again even though she was not crazy enough to actually try and stop this woman with the wild look in her eye, "Mr DiMera gave strict instructions that he wasn't to be disturbed."
"I bet he did!" spat out Sami, hand already on the door to EJ's office, ignoring the woman's protests completely.
She ripped open the door and stormed through, the blood pounding in her veins, ready to slap down the bimbette once and for all EJ looked up in surprise at her sudden appearance in the his doorway. He was sitting at his desk which was so lucky for him because if Sami had actually walked in on them doing anything there was a pretty good chance Marcie would have to be calling 911 right about now! She couldn't see Nicole because she was obviously sitting in a high, wing backed chair, facing EJ's desk as his body was angled towards the chair, clearly talking to someone. Sami could just picture her sitting there in some kind of skimpy outfit from "Ho's Are Us", all smiles and suggestive looks.
"Samant…" began EJ in surprise at the sight of his wife standing there in the doorway looking like some wild Amazonian woman about to go into battle.
Her brilliant blue eyes were flashing death, her pale skin was heated to a delightful pink colour
"Don't Samantha me!" she snapped, marching into the room, "I'm here to put an end to whatever it is that you have going on with this cheap tart Don't think for one second I don't know what you've been up to with this money grabbing whore…"
Just then the 'money grabbing whore' poked her head out from around the high backed chair to see what all the commotion was about. Sami made a kind of whimpering groan - the sound of the last shreds of her dignity leaving her body probably - as looked back in frozen horror at the woman currently occupying the chair.
The sixtish or so year old woman gave her a kind, if somewhat bemused smile as she regarded the younger woman with interest.
"Well," she said straight faced, "No one's called me that in a long time dear."
A sound escaped Sami's body that was a cross between a verbal shudder and a prayer for death.
EJ stood up then, moving around to where Sami was standing, frozen to the spot.
"Mrs Jorgensen," he said smoothly as though this was how anyone would enter a room, "This is my lovely wife, Samantha, sweetheart, this is Mrs Jorgensen."
EJ had taken her arm to make the introductions and he moved her forward to be able to shake the woman's offered hand. Sami's feet weren't really up to the task of taking a step forward so she stumbled a bit as she did and EJ had to steady her.
"Hello dear," said Mrs Jorgensen kindly, shaking her hand.
"Hi," said Samantha faintly, not exactly sure what she could add that would be able to top her initial introduction.
"Mrs Jorgensen was just coming to see me about the possibility of me handling some of her estate affairs," continued on EJ effortlessly as though nothing untoward had happened, "She wanted to meet with me to see who it was she would be handing some of her more pressing affairs over to."
Sami made a strangled noise that was meant to be the sound of polite interest but it came out more like she was swallowing her own tongue. Oh god, how good would that be if she had! How much less awkward this moment would be if she'd only managed to do that before she'd entered the room screaming like some deranged banshee!
"Well it was lovely to meet you Samantha," said Mrs Jorgensen, starting to get up and EJ instantly moved to help her, "But I must be going, I have another meeting to go to with my bank manager."
"You… you too," said Sami weakly, finally recovering at least partial command of the English language, "Nice… meet… good."
Although adverbs were still a little beyond her grasp right then but Mrs Jorgensen didn't seem to mind.
"I'll just get Marcie to call you a taxi Mrs Jorgensen," said EJ helpfully, walking over to the door and disappearing through the door briefly.
Mrs Jorgensen took Sami's arm and Sami numbly walked her slowly to the door, feeling a pressing need to try and explain her behaviour.
"Sorry… bad… not usually…" she tried but her knowledge of English words still seemed to be awfully limited.
"It's alright my dear," she said comfortingly, patting the hand that Sami had looped through the older woman's arm, "If I had that tall drink of gorgeousness in my bed I'd be making sure to be opening some whoop tushy on any woman who got within a hundred feet of him."
Sami's eyes nearly fell out of her head, she opened them so wide. Her jaw dropped open as she stared at the much older woman in shocked disbelief.
"What?" shrugged Mrs Jorgensen with an impish smile, "I'm not dead yet - and if I was just a little younger my dear you might have had good cause to be saying what you did when you walked in that door."
Sami shook her head in stunned amazement - could this day get any more bizarre she wondered?
"There you go," announced EJ, back in the room now, "All set, I'll walk you downstairs Mrs Jorgensen."
"Don't bother dear," she replied, "I'm sure I can find my own way."
She looked back and forth between the young couple teasingly.
"Besides," she said with a smile, "I think your wife may have something she'd like to discuss with you."
"You know Mrs Jorgensen," said EJ with an answering grin, "I quite got that impression myself."
The woman gave a little laugh and then left, leaving Sami and EJ alone. He cocked his head at her and gave her a considering look.
"You know I was thinking of having business cards made so that potential clients would remember me," commented EJ straight faced, sticking his hands into his pockets and strolling over to where she was standing, "But I think your ways better - a lot more of the personal touch."
"Oh. My. God!" gasped Sami, the horror still on her face and the ability to make coherent sentences finally returning, "What must she be thinking?"
"Probably that I have the good fortune to be married to a passionate, wildly impulsive, gorgeous woman," said EJ with a smile, completely unfazed by the turn of events.
"She must think I'm mad," said Sami with a hopeless shake of her head, wondering if she would ever stop putting herself into these truly mortifying situations.
"I don't she thinks anything of the kind," EJ said with a smile, "Although I am a little curious to find out what precipitated such a display candour."
"Precipitated?" bit out Sami, suddenly remembering why it was she was here in the first place, "I'll tell you what precipitated this Elvis! The games up - John let it slip - I know everything!"
"Excellent!" said EJ happily and then looked at her expectantly, "And what might 'everything' be - just out of curiosity my darling?"
"Don't play the innocent with me!" she snapped, crossing her arms in front of herself and looking up at him accusingly, "I know you and that tramp Nicole Walker have been meeting up at hotels all this time and doing… I don't even want to think about what you two have been doing! It's kind of appropriate really that you two should be hanging out at seedy hotels seeing as her middle name is Street!!"
EJ couldn't help the big smile that came to his lips at her words.
"Street Walker eh?" he said with a laugh, amused by her humour, "I have to say that is one of your better ones sweetheart but middle names aside - what would make you think that?"
"John told me," she threw back at him challengingly.
"Uncle John told you what?" asked EJ in confusion.
"Nicole rang this morning and got John," said Sami snippily, biting out her words, "She told him to tell you that you were to meet at a different hotel than your usual one today. What do you have to say to that?!"
"I'd say my Uncle must be having a moment," said EJ with a shrug, "Because I have never met with Nicole anywhere other than this office or in a very public place. Even that one time she called me out in the middle of the night Phillip was there the whole time. I can promise you Samantha, Nicole and I have never seen the outside of a hotel together let alone anything else."
"Oh right?" she scoffed unconvinced, "So what? John just lied to me then?!
EJ just steadily held her gaze, not saying anything until it finally dawned on her.
"John just lied to me!!" she exclaimed, her eyes wide in shocked realisation, "Why would he do that?"
EJ opened his mouth to speak but she waved a defiant finger at him.
"And don't keep saying about the brain damage thing!" she snapped angrily, "There are only so many things that you can put that down to! It's not like a complete get out of jail card you know!"
"Samantha," laughed EJ, amused by her outrage, "I really don't know why John would say something like that but whatever his reasons are I can assure you it just simply isn't true."
"So you haven't been sleeping with Nicole then?" asked Sami, eyeing him suspiciously.
"No Samantha," he assured her calmly, still with a little smile on his lips, "The only woman I've been sleeping with is standing in this room looking particularly delectable right now."
"But she's still you're client?" pushed Sami, ignoring his flirting.
"Yes," he sighed, "Nicole is still my client and will continue to be so until her divorce from Victor is finalised."
"No," said Sami calmly.
"No?" repeated EJ with an arch of an eyebrow, "What does that mean?"
"It means no," repeated Sami with an offhanded shrug, "You're going to get rid of Nicole as a client."
"Samantha," EJ sighed again, "We have had this conversation many times over and I've told you…"
"Well I'm telling you," said Sami interrupting him, starting to walk determinedly towards him, "You're going to call her right now and tell her she's no longer your client."
"Actually Nicole is due to meet me here for a meeting in about twenty minutes," EJ informed her, glancing at his watch.
"Call her and tell her you can't make it," said Sami, a determined look in her eye as she moved ever closer to him.
"And why wouldn't I be able to make it eh sweetheart?" EJ said, seeing the look of steely resolve in her eye and loving having his old, relentless Samantha back.
"Just call her and tell her that you can't make it," said Samantha, now standing so close to him, her hands going to his chest and pushing on it and he took a step back.
"That would be highly unprofessional of me," he informed her, taking some more steps back as she resolutely advanced on him, a gleam in her eye.
"Call her," said Sami, still advancing.
EJ's leg hit the back of his desk and he had to stop moving backwards but Sami continued to move forward slowly until she came to a halt, her body pressed up against his. He looked down at her, intrigued with their battle of wills and enraptured with the how this woman could beguile him so.
"Call her," she purred, her voice low as she tilted her head right back to look up at him and EJ swallowed hard, blinking rapidly.
"I'm simply not going to cancel a meeting with my only client thus far because… oh GOD!" he yelped the last of his sentence as he felt her cup him through his pants, rubbing against him.
Sami smiled up at him knowingly, feeling him already start to harden against her hand, a self satisfied look on her face. She went up on tip toes so her lips were almost touching his. His eyelids drooped, unable to tear his gaze away from those glorious lips of her a scant inch from his own, feeling his heart start to pound away painfully in his chest.
"Call her," she breathed and he could taste her in the words.
Sami moved up as though to kiss him and he moved forward, eager for her to do so but at the last moment she started to draw back, slowly rubbing herself against his as she moved her body down his, until she had dropped to her knees in front of him. EJ's eyes widened in shock as he watched her.
She wasn't going to… was she?
Her hands went to his belt and started to unbuckle it, quickly undoing it and his zip and then pulling his pants down and letting them pool around his ankles. She looked up at him, biting her lip and gave him the sexiest, most alluring smile he'd ever seen and holding his gaze she pulled down his boxers and then to EJ's absolute delight licked her lips slowly.
Oh thank you God, thank you God!
At the first touch of her lips to his now impressively engorged member EJ made a fumbling grab for the cell phone in his coat pocket, desperate all of a sudden to make a call before all of the blood left his extremities completely. His hand was shaking wildly as he tried to get enough manual co-ordination to call up Nicole's number. He put it to his ear, swallowing noisily and praying she'd pick up quickly.
"Yes."
Nicole's voice was in his ear.
"Nicole, it's EJ DiMera," he told her, his voice uneven and distracted, unable to look away from the sight of Samantha on her knees in front of him, pleasuring him so relentlessly with that clever mouth of hers.
"EJ!" said happily, "I was just thinking about you and…"
"I have to cancel our meeting," interrupted EJ abruptly, not really wanting to prolong this when he had other things on his mind.
"You what?" asked Nicole and he could hear the annoyance in her voice but couldn't care less because now Sami's tongue was running up and down the length of him in a maddening fashion.
"Why?" she asked, put out.
"Some… something's come up," he stammered slightly as Sami began to use her nails to scratch along the sensitive flesh of his inner thighs.
And how!
"Well can't you just re-schedule it or something?" and there was a definite pout in Nicole's voice.
"Sorry, no," said EJ weakly, feeling himself starting to be come incoherent as Sami picked up her speed a little, "Pressing… this is a pressing matter… can't wait."
"But I was just about to leave EJ!" said Nicole, not giving in easily but either was EJ.
"Sorry," he said shortly and then just hung up the phone unable to talk anymore.
He threw it to the ground and then had to grip the edge of his desk with both hands as she started to use both her mouth and hands to increase the friction on his throbbing hardness.
Oh god was there no end to the talents of this woman?!
He felt the sweat starting to drip down his long back, his breath coming in agonised pants now and he would love to have been able to loosen his tie right about now but he had a real fear that if he let go of the desk his legs were simply going to give way. And the last thing he wanted to do was do anything that might cause Samantha to stop what she was doing to his body! EJ threw his head back and gave a series of excited groans.
Thank god he'd sent Marcie to lunch after she'd gotten the taxi for Mrs Jorgensen otherwise she would have been treated to an earful right about now!
"Sa… Samantha!" he panted helplessly, "Oh god Samantha YES!"
EJ felt his eyes rolled back in his head as she increased the pace, his knuckles now white from how hard he was gripping the desk top. He tried to stay still under her skilful ministrations but he couldn't stop his hips from starting to meet each of her pumps, all of his muscles bunching tightly as he quickly approached his end.
"Samantha!" he groaned the warning, "I'm close, you have to…"
But Sami simply gripped him tighter and EJ gave a whimper of sheer joy, realising her intention and wanting to scream his joy for the whole world to hear. A sharp spasm ripped threw him and a strangle cry heralded his release, feeling himself spill himself into her eager mouth and for a moment he thought he might have lost consciousness from the sheer ecstasy of it all. Sami slowly released him from her mouth, sucking hard as she did so that he could enjoy a last spasm of pleasure.
Sami slowly stood up, rubbing her body against his highly sensitised one now again as she straightened up, a look of pleased self satisfaction on her face at seeing what she' reduced him to. He was looking down at her, blinking groggily in a post climatic haze and loved having this kind of power over him, it made the ache between her legs even more painful.
"Liked that?" she purred, a sexy smile on her lips.
He nodded dazedly, still not seeming to be in his right mind yet.
"What more?" she whispered against his lips, tongue flicking out and tracing their shape teasingly.
He suddenly seemed to find some strength then because all of a sudden she was picked up and whipped around and being sat on his desk, Sami gasped in surprise.
"Yes," he growled against lips and a shudder ran through her at how sexy he sounded.
"How bad?" she teased him, wrapping her legs around his waist and rubbing her sex against him.
"Bad!" he hissed, feeling how wet she already was for him.
His hands went up under her skirt, looking to remove the last barrier between them, fumbling a little because they were still numb from what she'd just put him through but he was a man on a mission. He pulled her panties down and she had to reluctantly let go of his waist with her legs for him to do so but it was quickly done and EJ immediately settled himself back between her thighs, not wanting to lose contact with her for a second longer than he needed to.
"Oh EJ," she sighed, arching her back up and locking her ankles together behind his back, "You get me so wet."
EJ shuddered and gave groan at hearing her say something like that out loud. Sami gave a vixen-like smile to see his reaction. She leaned up, pressing her lips to his ear.
"When you're inside of me I feel like you're going to rip me in two with how big and hard you get," her voice a low vibration in his ear, "And I love it so much - can't get enough of it. When I'm lying alone in my bed I think of what you do to me and I get so wet…"
EJ moaned to hear her sexy confessions to him, loving the thought of those words on her lips and that she was saying them to him. EJ hadn't locked the door to his office when he'd come back in and the thought that anyone could walk in and her talking like this was unbearably exciting. He didn't care if who heard them, in fact he wonder if it would be beneath him to get Lucas on speaker phone right about now… probably… but it was still tempting.
The rest of that conversation and the ensuing energetic sex was something EJ would often sit at his desks at for years to come and think about. And there would be a wicked smile on his lips when he remembered just exactly how it was that the highly polished mahogany surface had sustained all those scratches to his right.
For the rest of his life EJ would love that desk.
"You don't have to walk me to my car," said Sami, glad that he was though as they emerged from his office block out onto the street, blinking in the afternoon sunshine.
EJ smiled down at her and gave her a wink.
"I can never resist the sight of watching you walk away Samantha," he told her with a roguish grin, "I like to make the experience last as long as I can."
"Somewhat of a trait of yours," muttered Sami under her breath, trying to hide a little smile of pleasure at how long exactly he could seem to last.
EJ arched an eyebrow, pleased with how she was speaking around him all of a sudden, a devilish look on his face. They got to her car and he opened the door for her. Sami looked up at him, thinking how handsome he looked standing there, smiling down at her. She reached up a hand and stroked his face, he looked a little caught off guard at her gesture but quickly placed his hand over hers, holding it in place. Sami leaned up then, pressing a lingering kiss to his lips, exploring his mouth languorously with her tongue. EJ joined in and when they finally parted they were both breathless.
"Do you know what that was?" he asked her, his voice roughened as she stared at her, their faces still very close together.
"A kiss?" she offered up with a bit of a laugh.
"It was the first public display of affection that wasn't coerced or an act for someone else," he told her softly.
"Not counting last night," said Sami with a roll of her eyes, feeling herself blush at the memory of John and his dying cat comments.
EJ frowned in confusion at her statement but she just shook her head ruefully at him.
"I love you," he said simply then, looking down at her with such warmth that it made her toes curl up in her shoes.
Sami bit her lip, feeling suddenly overwhelmed by this man. She'd planned to talk to Lucas later on this afternoon and end it with him completely before telling EJ how she really felt, although he couldn't be in much doubt after what she'd just said and did with him but he still, he more than deserved the words.
"EJ," she began but he stilled her with a finger to her lips.
"Have dinner with me," he whispered, leaning in closer, his finger tracing the fullness of her lips lightly, "Tonight, have dinner with me Samantha."
He looked at her then, his rich brown eyes full of promise and hope and she nodded dumbly, unable to say no to this man any longer.
"We'll talk then," he promised her.
EJ leant down and pressed a tender kiss to her lips and Sami relaxed into it, feeling herself already getting excited about spending time with him tonight. EJ ended the kiss and took a couple of steps backwards, smiling at her with such a pleased, self satisfied look on his face that she had to laugh at him. He turned around then to head back across the street to his office.
EJ's hand slipped inside his coat pocket as he walked and felt the silk of Samantha's panties that he'd picked up and put there. She hadn't seemed to remember that she wasn't wearing them anymore and EJ was more than happy to have a little memento of afternoon delight. The smile that had been on his lips since she'd basically walked into his office this afternoon widened, happier than he'd ever been. The thought of what tonight would bring made him light headed with nervous expectation. Something had happened, he could see it in her face and at last… at long last Samantha was going to be his.
That was his last thought before everything went black.
Sami heard the sickening sound of the impact behind her and spun around. Her eyes widened at what she saw. She sucked in a horrified gasp, both of her hands flying to cover her mouth in dismay as she did. Suddenly her legs could no longer support her and she sank to the ground. Somewhere in the distance she could hear a woman screaming hysterically and realised it was her.