Chapter Four

Sami buried her face into the pillow and let out a long, loud moan, her hands clutching at the bed sheets as she pushed her backside further up in the air. EJ had finally mounted her after what felt like eons of teasing. In the end he'd had her shaking with anticipation despite this not being his first foray into her body in the hotel room that night. Sami hadn't known where her indecent proposal had come from in that alley. All she knew was that she was desperate for this soul-destroying dance to be over between the two of them and this was all she could think of to end it. Perhaps when they'd had their fill of one another physically, they could just get on with the rest of their lives and leave each other be.

Sami didn't know if she'd been relieved or horrified when EJ had taken her up on her offer. Some part of her had imagined him chasing after Nicole and begging her for another chance. When EJ had chosen to stay with her, rather than go after Nicole, Sami couldn't deny a sense of satisfaction. They hadn't spoken on the ride over to the hotel. EJ had driven and both had stared straight ahead. Sami would have loved to know what EJ was thinking during that time, but didn't quite have the nerve to ask. He'd booked them into a nice hotel, nicer than Sami had expected. The place was upmarket so the man behind the reception desk didn't even comment on their lack of luggage. Instead he simply gave them a room key and wished them a pleasant stay.

Sami had headed towards the elevator which had people lining up to use it. EJ had taken her arm and directed her to the internal staircase. It was only three flights up so Sami didn't protest. They walked in silence, footsteps echoing against the concrete walls. Sami had wondered if EJ was thinking about the last time they'd been in a stairwell together. Her question had been answered when, about half way up, EJ had spun her around and pushed her back on the concrete stairs. He'd kept hold of her arms so that Sami hadn't fallen hard, but before she could protest, EJ was already kneeling in front of her. He'd pushed her skirt up to her thighs to expose her lack of underwear. Sami had stared at him wide eyed, both of them breathing unevenly.

She'd slowly opened her legs, blood pumping through her body as Sami realised they weren't going to make their room in time. She was right, a hungry look was plastered all over EJ's face as he bent down and proceeded to eat her out with mind-numbing efficiency. Sami's screams of pure pleasure had bounced off the walls all around them as EJ and his clever tongue drew untold delights from her body. He'd made her cum on those hard concrete steps and Sami hadn't been able to stop her loud moans of pleasure. It'd been a minor miracle that hotel staff hadn't come to check on the wild animal trapped inside the stairwell. When she'd finished climaxing on his face, EJ had raised his head and told her he could still taste his cum inside of her. His sexy observation made Sami immediately horny, despite her noisy and very recent release.

They'd stumbled through the hotel room doors, EJ barely able to walk thanks to the huge hard on he was sporting. As soon as the doors slammed shut behind them, Sami had been on her knees, helping to release the monster she knew lay within EJ's pants. She'd gone down on him with just as much enthusiasm as he'd treated her to and soon EJ was rewarding her with thick streams of his ropey cum. Sami had made sure EJ watched as she swallowed every last drop. The look in his eyes when she was done told her that their night together was far from over. They'd stripped off each other's clothes and then EJ was leading her into the shower. After soaping up each other's naked bodies it was obvious EJ was ready to go again.

"I want you on your back," he whispered in her ear in that low sexy voice of his. Sami had no inclination to deny him. Still damp from their shower, EJ had carried her to the bed and laid Sami down on it. While Sami lay on her back, EJ had knelt between her legs, moving each one up onto his shoulders. Grabbing her hips, EJ had penetrated her in a series of strokes until he was finally embedded in her up to the hilt. He'd ridden her for a long time in that position, their previous releases allowing him a measure of control that simply hadn't been there before. Sami had lost herself in a delirium of pleasure as EJ strained unceasingly away in her body. Their mutual climax, when it finally arrived, sent shockwaves through Sami's entire body and practically turned her inside out. They'd worked hard for that particular orgasm and when it came, it hadn't disappointed.

Next EJ had ordered room service. The tray of tasty delights had arrived and they ate it without saying a word. Instead EJ would feed himself with one hand as they sat at the little table, and be exploring her body with the other. They hadn't bothered with clothes after the room service staff had left so they'd sat naked at the table, re-fuelling their bodies. Sami's hands had been busy as well and soon enough EJ had been at full attention again. She'd straddled EJ's body as he sat in his chair, sinking down on his swollen length and proceeded to ride them both into oblivion.

They still hadn't spoken beyond sexual demands and requests when EJ took Sami back into the bedroom and bent her over a stack of pillows, her shapely bottom displayed to him in all of its glory. In the beginning the sex had been rough and demanding. Both of them wanting what they wanted from the other when they wanted it, without apology. But after each successive climax, the anger seemed to be melting out of the physical act between them. EJ was taking extra care to notice every single part of her body, worshipping at every nook and cranny. For her part, Sami had become fascinated by the man beside her. She couldn't stop touching him and instead of the desire between them dissipating, it seemed to be taking them to a new level of need. That was why Sami hadn't complained when EJ had placed her in such a vulnerable position. She wanted him to have that power over her, even knowing he would give the same power back to her if she asked it of him.

EJ gave a helpless groan as he worked his turgid cock in and out of her with admirable restraint. "Oh God, Samantha, you're still so tight."

"You're still so hard," said Sami breathlessly, thrilling to the way he was filling her.

EJ moved so he was leaning on his hands that were now either side of her, his hot breath in her ear. "Is this too much, am I hurting you?"

Their overly sensitised bodies had practically rubbed each other raw. Every time EJ touched her swollen clit, she'd almost scream the house down.

"Yes," Sami moaned, "but don't stop." EJ reassured her with a few more hard thrusts which ripped guttural noises from deep inside him.

Sami knew he must be in sweet agony as well. "Is this hurting you?"

"Yes," EJ grunted, "but I can't stop. I need this."

Sami buried her head in the pillow again. "So do I."

EJ stayed in the same position, rocking his straining member back and forth inside of her until Sami's walls had no choice but to give him what they both craved. Her core contracted, walls bearing down on him with fierce intensity thanks to EJ's relentless penetrations. They came together in a heaving convulsion of shaking flesh and squirting body fluids. The overpowering smell of their combined arousal filled the room and made Sami's head swim. She was becoming addicted to the sensation of EJ spurting his seed deep inside of her. The hot substance would hit her walls, soaking her core and filling it so much until the sticky stuff would leak out of her. It was obvious the sight excited EJ very much and that knowledge couldn't help but excite Sami in turn. EJ was finally done spurting his load inside of her and Sami felt him withdraw. She was physically exhausted and she knew EJ must be as well. He flopped down on the bed beside her and Sami turned her head to look at him. He was covered in sweat and looking like he'd just run a marathon. Sami reached out a hand and put it on his sweat soaked, heaving stomach and EJ immediately covered her hand with his own.

"What time is it?" she murmured. The room was still dark and Sami had lost sense of time passing long ago.

EJ glanced over at the clock on the bedside table. "Just after three." He looked back at her. "Tired?"

"Yes," said Sami, "and no." She stared at him. "I still want you, EJ." The ache in her flesh still called for more of this man.

EJ's face flared with desire. "I still want you, Samantha."

Sami sat up and straddled him.

EJ groaned. "Samantha, please, I can't." His hands went to her backside and massaged the full flesh, his actions belying his complaint.

"We have to keep going," said Sami unevenly, feeling the desperation of her plan not working clawing up inside of her. "We have to get this out of our system once and for all."

EJ stared at her through the gloom of the night. "And when will that be?"

Sami leant over and started to press kisses down EJ's sweaty chest and then moved lower. "When I can stop making you hard," she said, lips against his taunt stomach.

EJ moaned as fresh blood forced its way into his overworked cock.

Sami felt his member twitch against her stomach and sat up. She looked down at his stirring cock. "We're not there yet, I see."

"No," EJ growled. He sat up abruptly, grabbing Sami's hips to hold her in place while his mouth took possession of one of her breasts.

"Ow," Sami complained half-heartedly as he sucked on her peak enthusiastically.

EJ had given Sami's nipples a lot of attention and the fact that they were pink and swollen attested to that fact but he didn't listen to her complaints and Sami was grateful. The fine line between pleasure and pain had blurred between them hours ago and they both knew it. Soon Sami's hand was at the back of his head, encouraging him on as her mews of complaint became small, breathy grunts of approval. It felt as though they wouldn't stop until they'd consumed each other completely...

oooOOOOooo

Hours later Sami and EJ lay in bed on their sides, facing one another as they shared a pillow. Despite the arduous physical exertions of that night, sleep had yet to claim either one of them.

"Do you really think I'm a cold and manipulating bitch?" asked Sami unevenly.

"Yes," said EJ without hesitation.

Sami's face fell and she struggled to look at him.

"But that's not all you are," said EJ huskily. "You're wild, and passionate and full of life, Samantha. You can be kind and generous just as easily as you can be spiteful and mean... just like me."

Sami blinked away tears at EJ's generous and most importantly truthful description of her. "My idea hasn't worked, has it?"

"No," said EJ softly. They were more under each other's skin more than ever before.

Sami gave a broken little sob. "Why are things like this between us? Why can't we just stop?"

EJ tucked a strand of blonde hair behind her ear and let his fingers trail down Sami's cheek and along her bare back. He kept his hand on the small of Sami's back, seeming to be enjoying the soft sway of her back. "I have a theory," he said quietly. "Do you want to hear it?"

Sami wiped away her single tear. "I guess."

EJ's fingers brushed against the sweep of Sami's lower back. "I think you and I, Samantha, we're like particles."

Sami frowned. "Particles?"

"Yes, you know, particles are what make up all matter. In particular I think we're subatomic particles. There are hundreds of different types of these subatomic particles; photons, neutrons, atoms, quarks-"

"I'm hoping this science lesson has a point," Sami said wryly.

"Particles are the makeup of all life on earth – they provide light, heat, smell, allow us to hear a child's laughter, taste a delicious meal. Without them there would be no life on earth."

"And what does any of that have to do with us?"

"Those very same particles which create all that joy and life can also create death and destruction. When an atom is compressed it can cause a nuclear explosion – something that will wipe out all life for a hundred miles and cause ongoing pain and suffering for decades to come." EJ looked at her seriously. "Do you know what I'm saying?"

Sami bit her bottom lip. "Yes," she said unevenly. "We're Hiroshima."

EJ gave a humourless laugh. "Yes, we are, but that's only because scientists made the particles do things they weren't meant to do – they were forced into going against their original design."

"And chaos and suffering ensued," said Sami quietly.

EJ moved his hand to take her hand in his. He squeezed it gently. "What if we were always meant to be, Samantha? But because we've both been fighting it so hard, that we've caused this kind of implosion all around us that isn't just destroying the now, but the future as well. I don't want our children to grow up in this never-ending nuclear storm, running from one detonation site to another. Maybe we were meant to be something amazing and life-affirming and if we just stopped and were ourselves for five minutes around each other, without all the bullshit, then the balance between us would be restored."

"Are you saying stop doing and just be?"

EJ gave a wry smile. "The doing isn't working out too well for us, now is it, sweetheart? The harder we fight this pull between us, the bigger the fallout. I've fought this for a long time, Samantha, and it scares the hell out of me to say these words to you, but I think we're made to be together and by going against that natural design, we're hurting not only ourselves, but people we love as well."

"But we're a disaster together," Sami reminded him tremulously.

"We've never been together, not properly, not equally. Who knows what will happen when we do?"

EJ's words terrified her, but there was a truth there that resonated deep within her. Sami looked past EJ's shoulder to the window behind him. "It's almost dawn," she whispered.

"A new day," EJ noted huskily.

Sami looked back at him and swallowed hard and spoke her first truth in what felt a very long time. "I want it to be a new day, EJ."

EJ blinked back tears. "So do I."

"But how do we do that?" asked Sami in anguish. "After all that has happened, how do we do that?"

EJ pressed her hand to his chest. "Maybe we start with remembering who we are."

"I don't know who I am anymore," Sami admitted tearfully.

EJ gave a sad smile. "Neither do I, but I'm ready to find out. How about you, Samantha?"

Sami bit her bottom lip, feeling the fear well up inside of her at that question. But then could the way forward be any more terrifying then the way back? Sami took a deep breath, knowing the answer to her own question. "I'm ready, EJ." Sami could see the fear in EJ's eyes as well, but she saw something else. For the first time in a long time, a small amount of hope shone out of EJ's warm, chocolate eyes.

His breath caressed her face as he spoke the words which stirred Sami's heart in a way it hadn't been touched in a long time. "Then it's time, Samantha, this new day, it can be our day – we just have to both want it."

She searched EJ's eyes for any sign of falsehood and found none. They'd spent the night laying bare their bodies to one another and now there was only one thing left unexplored... their hearts. Sami gathered all the courage she'd never known she possessed and looked EJ unflinchingly in the eye. "I want it, EJ, I want it so badly."

EJ's face lit up as though the weight of the world had suddenly been lifted for him. He drew her into a lingering kiss as the first rays of the new morning danced across their faces, illuminating the lover's in its own special glow.

The new day had arrived...

The chief beauty about time is that you cannot waste it in advance.
The next year, the next day, the next hour are lying ready for you,
as perfect, as unspoiled, as if you had never wasted or misapplied a single moment in all your life.
You can turn over a new leaf every hour if you choose.

Arnold Bennett

British Novelist