Chapter 14

EJ stopped outside Abigail's office and watched as she typed on her laptop. She'd twisted her hair up into a hasty knot atop her head and secured it with two pencils. She wore a simple grey sheath dress and her gorgeous legs were crossed. Her eyes were narrowed and she biting her lower lip in concentration.

She was so sexy.

He smiled.

She was his.

"Miss Deveraux, you are working entirely too hard. As one of the hospital's most prominent board members, I insist that you abandon your current project and see to my needs."

Abigail turned toward him quickly and smiled. She looked him over from head to toe and smirked. Was he trying to play games in the middle of the day at work?

"I'm so sorry, Mr. Dimera. Of course, I will take care of anything you could possibly need. What can I do for you?"

EJ strode confidently into her office, shutting the door behind him. He'd come to talk to her about his conversation with Samantha yesterday, but his mind was far from his spiteful ex fiance at the moment.

"I've been told that you need additional training, Miss Deveraux. I have reluctantly volunteered to be of assistance. I tried to convince my fellow board members that you were not up to the task. I didn't think you could follow directions. Was I wrong?"

Abigail suppressed an excited giggle and tried keep her facial expression as serious as possible.

"I'll do anything you ask, Mr. Dimera. I follow directions very well."

EJ's eyes danced with mischief. He placed his palms on her desk and leaned over her laptop. His lips skimmed her temple before moving to her ear.

"Very well," he whispered. "Get up and come over here."

He nipped her lobe and stood. He turned around and crossed his arms over his chest as she slowly made her way to stand before him.

In heels, she barely reached his shoulder. She was so slight. She looked up at him and smiled.

"What can I do for you, Mr. Dimera?"

He reached up and pulled the pencils from her hair, sending it flowing in gorgeous waves around her shoulders and down her back.

"You didn't call me last night, Miss Deveraux. I was concerned. I know you were supposed to have a very important meeting with your mother. Can I assume from your silence that this meeting did not take place?"

Abigail looked down and cursed under her breath. She had meant to talk to her mother last night, but she hadn't had the opportunity. Jennifer had called her to say that she and Daniel were staying at his apartment. She could have asked her mother to come home and talk, but she'd taken the easy road and left it alone.

"No. It didn't," she said, raising her eyes to meet his. "But do you really want to talk about my mother right now, Mr. Dimera?"

EJ shook his head.

"Miss Deveraux, I am very disappointed. I think I will have to think of a way you can make it up to me..."

He walked behind her and trailed his fingers through her soft hair as he made his way to the hem of her dress with one hand and the other lingered at her waist. He gently pushed her forward over her desk.

Her mouth went dry and her sex clenched in anticipation. His fingers made tiny, soft circles on the flesh of her upper thigh while the other hand moved up to cup her breast through the fabric of her dress.

She looked back over her shoulder and bit her lower lip, knowing full well that the action would drive him crazy.

"I'll do whatever it takes."

He smiled.

"Very well."

His hand moved from her breast to wrap around her hair in lightning speed, pulling gently. He leaned over her and buried his face in the base of her neck, inhaling her sweet perfume.

"I am going to make love to you right now, Abigail. I am going to enter you from behind and you are not allowed to climax. You must resist. Do you understand me?"

Abigail moaned. Oh my God. This was unlike anything she had ever experienced before. She was so wet for him already. She didn't know if she could stop herself. Part of her wanted to push EJ's buttons and see what he would do if she couldn't.

She nodded.

"I understand."

His teeth grazed her neck and he dropped to his knees behind her. He kissed the inside of her knees as his fingers slowly slid her soaked panties to the floor. He reached up to the hem of her dress and slowly raised it, exposing the quivering flesh beneath.

Abigail had never felt so vulnerable. Her bottom and sex were completely exposed to him. It was terrifying and incredibly arousing.

He slowly inserted his fingers inside her as his lips feathered soft kisses on her bottom.

Oh. Wow.

Her knees buckled against the onslaught of pleasure. She pushed her bottom back against him greedily.

He chuckled and responded with a light smack.

She stiffened, unprepared for the slight sting and the heat that accompanied it. She clenched around his finger.

"You like that, I can tell. You must stand perfectly still, Abigail. I control your pleasure."

She whimpered as he stood. She looked back to see him unzipping his pants.

He moved stood behind her and she could feel him pressing against her.

"Please..." she cried.

He complied...slowly...every so slowly.

She moaned and tried to push back against him to hurry the process, but he laughed and held her hips firmly in place against her desk.

EJ took his sweet time. He moved at an agonizing pace, taking his time, stretching her, filling her.

Abigail once thought their shower sex was the most erotic moment of her life. This was well beyond it. It was so much...more.

He pulled her hair and brought her back up against his chest so that she was forced to meet his gaze as he moved within her.

"Tell me that you love me, Abigail," he demanded.

His eyes were so intense, she wanted to turn away from him but she couldn't. She was completely under his spell.

"Abigail..."

She nodded. She couldn't speak. She didn't trust herself not to cry out.

He abruptly withdrew and turned her to face him.

She shook her head and reached for him.

"What are you doing? I didn't want you to stop."

He raised a brow and smirked.

"You told me you'd follow directions."

She narrowed her eyes and slowly dropped to her knees before him.

Two could play at this game.

She took him inside her mouth.

He fisted his hands in her hair and held her as she loved him with her lips and tongue. He surrendered to her touch.

She felt so powerful. Abigail Deveraux held EJ Dimera at her mercy. In that moment, she knew that he was totally hers.

She continued until she felt him tense and pulled away, standing. She scooted back against the desk and sat atop it.

"Finish what you started, Mr. Dimera."

His face was flushed with his pleasure. He moved toward her and wrapped her legs around his waist, filling her in one smooth stroke.

"You are incredible, Abigail."

Abigail leaned back on her elbows and smiled up at him.

"You make me feel incredible, EJ," she said passionately. "I love you."

He scooped her tiny body up against his and carried her to the wall, pinning her against it. He slammed into her over and over. He felt her body tensing around his and he stilled. His eyes sought hers. He knew she was hanging on by a thread.

"I want to see you go Abigail. I want to see your eyes when I take you there."

She moaned at his words. He slowly began moving. She watched the pleasure play out over his beautiful features. He was just as lost in this moment as she.

She surrendered and her body exploded around his, gripping him deeply inside her as wave after wave of sensation coursed through her veins. She broke eye contact, burying her head against his shoulder and biting him to avoid crying out.

The feel of her teeth on his shoulder sent him over right after her. His orgasm was blinding. Intense. Primal. He clutched her against him until the tremors subsided. She was his woman. His. He was tired of pretending otherwise. He wanted to claim her publicly.

They'd played the secret affair game long enough...

He gently lowered her feet onto the floor and lowered her dress.

He turned away from her and took in the scattered mess of her desk. She walked around him and retrieved her panties from the floor, sliding them back up her legs.

"Abigail...it is past time to tell your mother. I am done hiding the way I feel about you," he said sincerely. "I love you, but I will not wait forever. Chad knows. Sami knows. Stefano knows. It's time for you to do your part. If you want this relationship to have a chance, it's time for you to own what you feel for me."

Her heart in her throat, she couldn't speak. She watched him adjust his pants and walk back to the door.

"EJ..."

He looked back at her.

"Are you brave enough to take this chance or not? Call me when you are ready," he said shortly, and turned and walked out the door.