Author's note: This story takes place after the news of the faux Rafe broke in Salem. EJ and Sami are both upset for very different reasons. Warning for bad language and smut!

Whatcha Say
Part I

This was complete and utter bullshit EJ thought as they all gathered around the room smirking. It kind of reminded him of children playing cowboys and Indians and apparently the cavalry had surrounded him since he was the lone warrior left standing in the midst of them all. He really was tired of acting like he even gave a damn anymore, much less trying to give the appearance of being contrite over his supposed heinous actions.

Never mind that the person who was pitching such a huge fit was the one who had freaking shot him in the first goddamn place. He had to stifle the urge to keep from rolling his eyes in derision to every person in the room. Was this all really necessary?

He wanted to laugh aloud as his father stood stoically to the side, of course he wouldn't take the credit for his master plan he never did when he was backed up against a wall and why should he when his son could take all the blame for the entire debacle anyway? He didn't even kid himself thinking he was Stefano's favorite son anymore. Poor Chad really had no clue as to exactly what kind of family he was in now. Well he had to hand it to the old man; he really did know how to play them all, himself included.

Taylor stood back behind him the shock clearly written all over her face. Well there went that relationship on the fast track straight to hell, not that the death knell of their illicit tryst was something he was going to mourn. Taylor was rather uninspiring when it came to sexual prowess and damn if she didn't look like she was about to have an apoplectic episode after Samantha had revealed what she deemed to be the most horrible thing he had ever done.

One had to wonder if he could get the ring back though, you never knew when you needed a trinket to charm a lady or a whore for that matter.

Honestly, this wasn't the worst thing he had ever done, far from it he surmised as he bit the tip of his tongue going back over what he considered had to be his most nefarious deeds. He was trying his best to act interested in what Samantha was yelling about, but he wasn't too concerned. Samantha was a reactionary woman, she'd screech about his injustices to high heaven if she thought the entire town of Salem would listen to her.

She was going on and on while he stood there, letting her rant and rave and then he gave into his impulse and rolled his eyes at her, he just couldn't resist and he could tell she'd lost it completely. He didn't even have time to brace himself as she balled her fist and gave him a vicious right jab.

Hell she was more upset than he gave her credit for because for a woman she had a nasty mean hook in her arsenal of punches. Thank goodness he hadn't bit off the tip of his tongue during her surprise attack, but she'd busted his lip in the process of her boxing attempt on his face.

He stepped back, took a deep breath and wiped at his lip, swiping at the blood that he could feel residing in the corner of his mouth. He could feel his anger wanting to rear its ugly head, although this wasn't the time or place to vent his frustrations at her. When and if he lost his temper with her it wasn't going to be pretty.

He never said a word, just looked at them all especially Rafe who he knew was a complete pussy for letting Sami hit him while he stood there at the door. Then again he guessed Rafe couldn't pack as hard of a punch as Samantha could. He almost called Rafe one, although from the way Samantha was breathing hard and nursing her sore fist he bet she'd just attempt to strike at him again and although he didn't want to hit her back he was sorely tempted to do so at the moment.

He was a DiMera for crissakes, and if his father wasn't man enough to ask them to leave he sure as hell was going to, he was sick and tired of these stupid petty games and unless they had a warrant for his arrest they all needed to vacate the premises before he actually did something to cause him to be arrested, like assault and battery on this entire group of simpletons.

"Get the fuck out of my house!" he raised his voice, of course not to the ear splitting decibel range that Samantha has used just moments before with her tirade, but close enough.

They all looked at one another, debating on what to do since Stefano just shrugged his shoulders and went over to pour a drink, while EJ opened the door signaling for them all to exit the room.

"I thought this was Stefano's house," Sami raised her brow in a quizzical way which Stefano completely ignored.

"Sami," EJ said calling her by the name he never used when addressing her making her whip her head back in his direction giving him an instantaneous look of disbelief, "in case you haven't realized it yet you are no longer welcome in the House of DiMera."

"You can't talk to her that way," Rafe began only to have EJ shove him out the door first causing him to go sprawling on the sidewalk outside making Sami cry out immediately rushing to Rafe's aid along with Bo, Hope, Taylor and of course faux Rafe rushing out all along with them. Sami helped Rafe up, and was turning to go back into the house when EJ promptly slammed the door in her face.

When he could hear her shouting outside, demanding access back into the house that god only knew why she wanted to get back in here as much as she bitched about hating the mansion he just leaned back against the door and only then did he start to laugh.

Whatcha Say
Part II

He walked back into the drawing room, listening to the banging on the door heading straight to the bar to pour a very liberal amount of brandy, raising his glass up in the direction of his father before stating rather dryly, "Thanks for throwing me under the bus Father."

"I knew you could handle yourself, even if that little spitfire cold cocked you one before you threw her out," Stefano chuckled before heading out of the room too leaving EJ alone wondering if he should be pissed more at his father or amused that once again The Phoenix always managed to get out unscathed.

As EJ winced feeling the alcohol touch his cut, he guessed it really didn't matter much, unless the incompetent Salem police force could come up with some hard evidence against him they wouldn't be able to charge him with anything because Stefano had assured EJ the moment faux Rafe had aligned with the Keystone Cops (aka namely Bo and Roman) he was a dead man, so he doubted the poor fool would live out the night.

"All 'inferno con tutte le loro," EJ drained the rest of the brandy and slammed the glass on the table before exiting the room himself.

Whatcha Say
Part III

"Don't worry Sami, EJ is going to pay for what he has done to you and Rafe," Bo assured her as they entered the Brady Pub, opting to get a bite of lunch before he and Rafe had to head back to the station to get a complete statement from faux Rafe and then once and for all they would have EJ DiMera dead to rights and he'd be in jail where he truly belonged.

Hope for her part didn't say anything while the rest of them talked over the various wrongs the DiMera's were responsible for citing an ever growing litany of sins they believed the family had done against the Brady's.

Sami noticed Hope's quietness and after the men left to go back to work she took her by the hand, "Are you ok Aunt Hope?"

"Umm yeah, I guess, just not much up for throwing stones at the DiMera's," Hope shrugged her shoulders as she stirred her iced tea with a straw, not looking up at Sami.

"Are you crazy? Look at what they have done to us? To all of our family," Sami started to rant again only to stop when Hope uttered a simple sentence to her.

"Considering what all I have done and received forgiveness for I don't like to pass judgment on others anymore. You know the saying those who live in glass houses…" her voice trailed off as she looked away, not needing to say anything else to make Sami realize maybe she needed to look within herself too.

But EJ just infuriated her, he just did. So she hugged Hope and left the Pub knowing instinctively where she was going.

Back to settle this once and for all with EJ…

Whatcha Say

Part IV

Sami wasn't even aware she'd left her car until she was stalking toward the front door of the DiMera mansion. She was angry with EJ, furious to the point of wanting to kill him and god knew that wasn't the first time the thought had crossed her mind.

But she didn't have a gun with her this time and it probably was a good thing because EJ just made her act irrationally. He really had pissed her off, kidnapping Rafe, having a faux one replace him and the more she thought about it the more she knew she had to tell him what a complete and utter bastard he was and this time she would never forgive him for his wrongdoings.

To add insult to injury she still couldn't believe he had rolled his eyes at her and even called her Sami. He always called her Samantha. Then she stopped herself why should it bother her that he called her what everyone else called her? Then it hit her he considered her to be just like everyone else, Sami.

She guessed to him his Samantha didn't exist anymore and after all they had been through together, he was probably right. She didn't know whether to feel sad or jubilant, maybe she was a bit of both.

This time she wouldn't knock on the door, she still had a key to the haunted mansion as she liked to call it and considering how EJ had ordered them all out earlier, plus slamming the door in her face, she somehow didn't want a repeat performance.

That had been quite humiliating actually and that only spurred her ire on because no way in hell was EJ DiMera going to get the best of her. He was going to know once and for all that she was going to be able to put him away for good this time, he wasn't going to have a magical get out of jail free card. She had him right where she wanted him this time and the knowledge that EJ was going to get what he deserved was liberating. After today she would be free of EJ DiMera forever.

Whatcha Say
Part V

Sami unlocked the door, frowning when she realized the foyer was completely deserted as was the library when she turned the knob to open the door to that room also. She could see the French doors leading out to the pool were standing wide open, but surely EJ wasn't at the pool taking a leisurely swim after this nasty confrontation with all of them this afternoon.

She walked over to the open doors, recalling happier times there when they had been playful with one another; she looked out towards the pool area not seeing anyone in sight though. She took a few steps outside, shading her eyes from the last rays of the evening sunlight that was striking the pool and turned to go back into the library when suddenly from out of nowhere she was accosted by someone's hands on her shoulders. She jumped in fright when she felt the hands on her shoulders quickly spin her around leading her away from the elegant French doors and pressed her face-first up against one of the walls of the elaborate pool house.

"Samantha." EJ plastered himself up against her back, raising her hands over her head and pinning them there. He pressed her against the wall with his body, making sure she could feel all of his wet body pressed fully against her.

"E, EJ…?" Her breath caught in her throat and her knees weakened at the rush of wetness that pooled between her legs, never mind the actual wetness on her outfit when he had pressed himself so intimately against her.

He slid one hand up her body, cupping her breast and rubbing her nipple into a hard peak, pinching softly. He smiled at the breathy moan she produced instead of outrage like she normally acted towards him if he ever took such liberties with her. "Why are you here Samantha? I thought our encounter today was more than enough for you, but I guess not seeing as how you have broken into my house for some odd reason." He ground her up against the wall a bit more for emphasis.

"What…what do you mean?" She arched harder into his hand, closing her eyes, hating how fearful she sounded, not to mention how excited he was making her. "I… I didn't break into your house."

"Don't lie darling, you know how hot and hard it gets me when you lie," EJ's voice barely above a whisper in her ears, yet it sounded like a shout when he spoke so seductively to her or maybe that was just the fierce pounding in her chest combined with the decadent thrill EJ could produce in her when he chose to do so.

"I still have a key," Sami weakly explained, hoping he would let her turn around to face him, having to feel the hardness against her was clouding her mind, making her not think clearly. She had come here to finish their argument, not to become another pawn in the games they still continued to play with one another.

"Then that would mean it is way past time to change the locks around here. You've been a very naughty girl coming back here today especially after that ambush you all gave me, telling me what a wicked man I was, my dear Samantha," he purred in her ear, unbuttoning her blouse slowly as he continued to talk. He slipped his hand under her bra while bending down to bite the side of her neck.

Her whole body shivered and she moaned louder, her hips moving against him until he stopped her movements with one firm hand on her hip. "The way I see it, you're quite a wicked one yourself." He traced her ear with the tip of his tongue bringing his mouth back up from the side of her neck, only to nip her ear in the process biting down sharply on her lobe.

She gasped, the small pain shooting straight to her center. "I'm not wicked, I'm not…"

She faltered before she could say more, when EJ moved his hand and shoved her bra up. He toyed with her other nipple until it was hard as the first. He used his foot to kick her feet further apart, spreading them as wide as her skirt would allow. He pushed her hands up further and she braced her palms against the wall, breathing hard.

"Oh Samantha you are wicked, just as much as I am," EJ laughed lightly, still not letting her go, not yet anyway. He just had to remind her how wicked they could both be together…

Whatcha Say
Part VI

EJ carefully knelt down and placed his hands on her ankles, caressing slowly up her legs until he reached the hem of her skirt, continuing upward until it was bunched up around her waist. He then hooked his fingertips into the top of her barely there thong panties and proceeded to tug at the lacy scrap of material until it was at the floor, all the while leaving her skirt pushed up over her hips, then he began kissing and nipping down the insides of her legs as each inch of skin was bared to him.

Sami could hardly stand up under such attention from EJ and she mindlessly stepped out of her panties and tried to turn around again but EJ's strong hands on her hips stopped her from moving. He was still kneeling behind her making her guess as to what his next move might be when he bit her ass cheek lightly she jumped as the sensation hit her from his love bite.

"You know the rules to this game far too well, so please don't pretend ignorance, naughty girls who get caught must be prepared to face the consequences, whatever they may be." He finally turned her slightly to lick up one side of her flat stomach, still sleek even after having his babies inside of her. He reached up and finished unbuttoning her blouse, sliding it off her body to hit the floor, leaving her standing there to face him in her bunched up skirt and bra pushed up above her bare breasts. He turned her all the way around and pushed her back against the wall, standing up and looming over her. His height making her realize once again how much he could overpower her if he so desired.

Sami opened her eyes totally dazed and not really comprehending how quickly EJ had managed to take off most of her clothing in such a few short minutes. EJ didn't say another word to her, he only stared at her with those dark knowing eyes of his, reaching up to circle one of her nipples with just his fingertip.

Sami tried to speak but EJ picked her up and held her against the wall so that her breasts were level with his face. Sami tried to struggle halfheartedly out of his grip, gasping though when he bit one nipple, then the other before sliding her down until he could kiss her hard, thrusting his tongue into her mouth before she could voice her protest over his actions.

EJ kissed her over and over; tangling his tongue against her wanting to subdue her for all the hell she had put him through this past year. His cock ached for her and he rubbed it up against her hip so she'd know full well what was about to take place between them. He was so fucking hard he thought he might explode before he got inside her, but he had waiting this fucking long for her to seek him out that he wasn't going to cum all over himself like some teenage schoolboy on the first time he got close to some pussy.

His broke the kiss and let her finish sliding back down the wall. All he could hear was their combined heavy breathing. He slid his hand up her thigh and sought out what he needed to know before they went any further and he was delighted to feel she was dripping wet. He slipped a finger inside her and started a slow rhythm watching her eyes narrow in pleasure when he inserted another finger, then one more for good measure, making her keel out in a whimper, her wetness coating his fingers as he continued even though he hadn't touched her clit yet. He knew how much she liked it when he touched her there, but for now he would make wait a while longer before he allowed her that privilege.

He waited until her legs were trembling and he knew she was right on the edge even without him even grazing her clit. He dragged his fingers out, smiling wickedly as she looked at him in confusion, he knew she was so close to the precipice, but he wasn't going to let her cum yet.

Her eyes widened and she blinked a few times, opening and closing her mouth like she wanted to say something, he guessed it would be to voice her request for him to continue, but he could tell she was warring with herself over letting him have that triumph of knowing he knew only too well how well to please her with just the touch of his hands.

"Something you want to say darling? Go ahead, no need to be shy with me. I know all your dirty little secrets." EJ looked at her body up and down like he wanted to eat her up right on the spot and she felt a fresh rush of wetness hit her like a tidal wave.

Sami bit her lip wanting nothing more than to tell him to go to hell, but she was so close, so damn close that she could almost taste it, could imagine EJ tasting her with his mouth that she almost collapsed against him. She managed to push him back just a few inches away from her, but not enough to stop the radiating waves of heat his body was sending her way.

EJ slowly smiled and waited. He had all fucking night to wait for her to beg him and he would hear her say the words to him before he took things any further or she'd go home without another touch from him. He had waited this long for her, he could wait longer and he would teach her a lesson about being stubborn.

Whatcha Say

Part VII

Sami's head was still spinning. Just moments before EJ had been finger fucking her and she had let him and damn if she didn't want more. It was like he could always sense when she was close, but most times he didn't make her wait like this, watching her closely.

She knew he was silently giving her permission to stop if she wanted to do so, she knew him so well and he knew her too. She wouldn't be able to place the blame on him when their ardor cooled claiming he had taken advantage of her. No, he'd been down that road with her before and it looked like he wasn't planning on traveling it again.

So she was in a quandary, she could leave with meager shreds of her dignity intact or she could stay and get what she knew would be some of the best fucking she'd ever had in her life if she let EJ continue.

EJ could see the wheels in her mind turning, debating the pros and cons of the situation, if she left he was going to have to jack off something fierce and he knew it still wouldn't abate his hunger for her, but if she stayed it would be nothing short of awesome.

He personally was hoping for the awesome choice, but you never knew with Samantha what you would get, her box of chocolates was quite the mystery to him most times.

She debated a few seconds longer, her ache to be filled by him winning over her protests of pride. Really what good did pride do for you when all you wanted was to get laid in the best possible way by a man who knew exactly what to do to keep you cumming for hours on end?

Fuck her pride, she was getting laid and she asked the question he wanted to hear, "Why did you stop EJ?"

"You know why, if you want more you need to ask for it," EJ said with calmness in his voice that he certainly didn't feel, but she didn't need to know it.

Sami put a hand on his chest; slowly letting her fingers began a downward descent to the top of his swim trunks, then dipping below the waistline to touch his cock, hearing him hiss as she freed it from the trunks as they were hastily slipped off his form hitting the floor to fall alongside her discarded blouse.

Then she let go of him, reaching to find the zipper to her skirt, tugging at the closure to take it off as he reached behind her to undo her bra. Now both completely naked they stared at one another in appreciation. Sami took a step back, widened her legs slightly feeling the cool air touch her swollen sex and gingerly touched her finger to her clit, never taking her eyes off of EJ.

In an innocent voice that totally contrasted the movements of what her finger was doing she asked him nicely, "Please touch me, I need it, I want to cum."

"Who do you want touching you?" EJ asked, as he took his dick in his hand and begin to stroke it, causing it to rise even bigger than it had been moments before when his trunks dropped to the floor. "Say it, or you won't get any of this from me, you can just take care of yourself."

"You EJ, damn you," she said it and before she knew it he crushed against her once more, no space in between them, only their bodies touching one another.

He guided her around the room, pushing her until she felt the back of her legs brush against a plush chaise longue, she almost tumbled but EJ deftly caught her in his arms, turning her around quickly so that she was facing the wall instead of him. He bent her over slightly positioning her so that he could cup her breasts and she instinctively rocked toward him as he began to rub his cock over her slick folds, not entering her yet, but oh so close.

Sami's eyes flew open. It felt so good as EJ slipped his hands under her arms and pulled them back, pinning them against his chest.

EJ grabbed her chin and forced her face to his. He kissed her hard, and then let her mouth go, sweeping his tongue down her throat causing her to shiver and moan when he finally maneuvered her enough so that he could enter her from behind, taking her fully as he pushed into her as far as her body would allow him.

She pushed back up against him, taking each stroke in stride and begging him to go harder, that she could take all of him; she was so ready for him to fuck her. She tried to push herself closer, it was building inside of her, but his hands held her back. She let out a moan of frustration; her whole body was shaking, aching for more from him.

This was nothing like she'd imagined it would be if they had sex again. It was a thousand times hotter and the tighter EJ held her the more it drove her to push him a bit more wanting him to unleash it all for her, the passion they had was unmatched, it was wild and rough and free and she never wanted him to stop pumping into her.

EJ pulled back, and pulled out of her almost making her protest until he sat down on the lounge, instantly bringing her back to his arousal, as she eagerly dropped down upon him, almost screaming when he used this new position to suck one of her breasts while his finger quickly started to rub her clit.

"No one will ever make you cum so hard and as long as me, no one! Your sweet pussy is made for me; can't you feel how hot it is? You're fucking burning me up each time you pull up to ride me again," EJ spoke harshly into her ear and Sami couldn't hold back. The filthy words coming out of his mouth sent her over the edge and she came hard, straining not to fall off of him from the force of her rocking on his steel hard cock. EJ let out a hoarse groan when he felt her orgasm explode against his cock, coating it with her wetness. He almost came then, but took a deep breath to calm himself; he wanted this to last because he doubted she'd give him another chance like this anytime in the near future.

Then again he might because she was still riding him hard, coming up on her tiptoes to almost pull out only to slam back against him, her breasts rubbing his chest with a delicious friction all of their own. He noticed when her movement slowed down, each time slower than the one before and before she could collapse against him in a puddle of orgasmic bliss he gripped her arms taking her off of him for just a few seconds until he lay her down on the lounge and he entered her again, looking in her eyes as he began long slow strokes as soon as she hooked her legs behind his waist urging him onward to continue this madness they created.

He knew he was close to cumming, it wouldn't be long now, she was drenching him with her hot wetness and when she reached up her hand tugging on his hair, bringing his mouth back to connect with hers, he lost it, spewing his load of hot cum into her, never even thinking of using a condom with her until of course it was too late.

Sami drew in a shaky breath, a fresh jolt of desire hitting her so hard she came again as soon as she felt EJ spasm against her. She closed her eyes just savoring how amazing sex was with EJ.

Then it hit her, she'd just had sex with EJ. What in the world had she been thinking having unprotected sex with the man she swore she hated more than anyone else in the world?

EJ felt it when she realized the enormity of what they had just done hit her. He could tell she wanted him to move, but he stayed inside her, not allowing her to push him off. "No, you don't get your rocks off and push me aside sweetheart."

"I hate you," Sami said all the while her body argued with her as she felt him move again; apparently he wasn't done with her yet.

"Just imagine how good it would be if we actually loved one another," EJ remarked as he adjusted his stroke finally hitting her g-spot causing her to throw her head back in ecstasy once more, not caring if she hated him or not at the moment because she came again with just a few more strokes from him bringing him along with her with the intensity of her orgasm.

Finally he pushed off her, not before looking her in the eyes one more time, "Now when you are in your bed and close your eyes at night you can think about how I'm the only man that will ever truly satisfy you, my sweet wicked Samantha."

And with that he got up and walked away from her, leaving her without a backward glance, reaching for a beach towel from one of the cabinets on his way out the door, securing it around his naked body before he vanished completely from her sight.

He was tempted to turn back to her when he heard her scream an obscenity adjoined with his name, but he let it slide, he'd thought he might see her again soon if this afternoon was any kind of indication of how hot things could get between them.

Well one could only hope…

Whatcha Say
Part VIII

That son of a bitch was walking away from her Sami's mind screamed as she raised her voice an octave higher calling him all kinds of bad names as she scrambled around to find her discarded clothes in the pool house. She was shaking she was so angry or was it from the amazing fucking she'd just gotten from EJ?

It was the anger; she reasoned all the while she knew she was lying to herself once more. It was a combination of both things. EJ DiMera knew how to crank her up to a fevered pitch on any level of her life and he'd just proved it to her most vividly.

She wasn't prepared to do a walk of shame away from the mansion as she hastily jerked on her clothes, not caring if she got all the buttons buttoned on her top, at least she managed to get her skirt zippered back up even though she couldn't manage to find her panties. Damn, she really liked those too.

EJ thought he'd fuck her and she'd leave, crawling away, but he was so wrong, she wasn't going anywhere. Things were nowhere close to be finished with him. She had come here to tell him off not to fuck him, but even the best laid plans sometimes hit a snag and what a snag this afternoon had become, one she was afraid she'd have a hard time living down.

She looked around furtively, she might die of shame if Stefano saw her, but luck was on her side for once. She knew EJ would most likely be pouring himself a drink in the library so she'd just sneak up the stairs to his bedroom and wait for him there.

He'd come up there soon enough to take a shower and freshen up and when he did she'd be ready for him. She'd tell him exactly what she thought of him and the chaos he'd created with this latest fiasco he'd managed to orchestrate for her life.

She wasn't going to be his puppet anymore. EJ had another thing coming to him if he thought he was going to get away with what he and his father had tried to do to her this time. She'd slipped up this afternoon getting caught up in their physical attraction, but she'd be stronger now, she had to be because he had to pay.

EJ was going to get what he fully deserved one way of another or she'd die trying.