Passions Fury

Samantha felt the change like an electric storm brewing. She glanced over to find a dark cast and vibe all over Sam.

Jack reached their little group as Samantha stuck out her hand to the professor. “Professor Wrighterby it’s good to see you.”

“Come here Samantha and quit with the formalities,” giving her a huge hug.

Sam was loosing control. Oh he has to touch her! I shouldn’t have come…No…Wait…I have every right to be here! Teeth sank into his inter cheek in attempt to control himself. The bitter taste of blood spread across his tongue as he made a sound of clearing his throat.

She could see trouble coming quickly and hoped Sam could keep it together long enough until she could pull him aside. “Professor, oops sorry, Jack I would like you to meet Sam.” Sam’s vibe set off a chain reaction of panic within her. She shot him a pleating smile and mental, Please Sam follow my lead.

Sam smiled and put his hand out to shake Jack’s. He couldn’t help but lay on a bone hugging firm hand shake and Jack matched it right back. “Sam, it’s great to finally meet you. She’s talked mountains about you.” They dropped the intense shake. “You know a firm hand shake is a positive sign of good character and a true leader. Now I know where Samantha gets it from. She’s a very intelligent woman. I’ve tried talking her into going to NYU. She could easily have my job in six years. The museum would pay for everything. Maybe you could talk some sense in her.”

Sam continued the false smile. “I’ll talk to her about that.” Buddy, if you just knew how bad I want to kick your a*s, you wouldn’t think I was so nice!

Sam didn’t know it but he just broadcast his crystal clear thoughts. She was becoming light headed from the panicky rush of blood through her head. Something had to be done before he looses it. “Brenda, would you please take this case to Jack’s office.” She turned to Sam mouthing, Please Sam, while prying his white knuckle grip off the black hard case.

The case passed over to Brenda. “Jack, I have come to show you something and ask for some help too. If you would mind giving us a couple minutes, we will meet you in your office.” Brenda knew something was up but she couldn’t put her finger on the problem.

Jack supported a big smile. “Sure, take all the time you need. Show Sam around if you like. You have the run of the place.” The professor turned his attention to Brenda and handed her a little piece of paper. “Would your please call this man. I can’t make heads or tails on what he wants.”

Brenda giggled. “I’m right on it professor,” as they headed back down the hall.

Samantha opened a door to an empty room lined with rows of chairs and a big writing board at the front. It was used for meetings or classes. Pulling him in the room, she closed the door and started with, “Please Sam.” The rest was snuffed out as he pinned her roughly against the wall. His knee, between her legs, raised her slightly up on her toes. Her arms were trapped behind her back as his body plastered hers into the wall. She knew he had lost control, now she was losing control of him. “Sam?”

Placing his fingers on her dark pink lips, he silenced her. The worry on her face didn’t touch him as he hungrily drank deeply of her energy. “Shh, I’m fine.” His hunger added the necessity of kissing and nipping at her exposed neck. I wonder if this great professor has kissed her neck. Tugging on her earlobe with his teeth, he whispered. “Tell me…Did you enjoy working here…with him?” So close to him every day.

Samantha closed her eyes as chaotic lust wanted to take hold of her body. She lost control of Sam. Now she was in danger of loosing control of herself. “Sam, this is not the time or place.”

He studied her pale face and focused in on her full parted lips, letting a slow pant slide out. Did he ever kiss those Goddess like lips? Roughly he ate up those lips with a starving hard kiss. Their breathing escalated as his eyes dropped to the pushed up cleavage. Has his tongue dragged across those perfect breasts? Their blood started a slow burn.

“Oh God Sam…We need their help.” The breathing was becoming erratic. “I can’t blow this identity…and if we get caught…” She couldn’t finish her meek argument.

The sight of black lace, peeking out of her top, caught his attention. “What’s this?” The top button popped open as he shoved his hand between her shirt and the black lace bra. Sam gripped a mound of firm flesh hidden inside. He could feel her body respond to his touch with out hesitation and it fueled his excitement. Suspicion made his other hand crawl up her leg and under her skirt to find the feel of the same lacey material. “Tell me Sammie baby…Is this, what you really like to show Jack?”

Growing weak from the intense power draining, she some how knew as soon as she started to draw from him there would be no more control left. She made her last feeble attempt for reasoning. “This isn’t for him. This was a surprise for you.”

Sam stopped listening and gave into the jealousy monster roaring within. She is mine now! Not anyone else! When I’m done she will only think of me! He reached to undo his belt.

Weakened, the needing ach screamed through out her body and the flowery fragrance became heavy in the air. She couldn’t hold off any longer. If this is what he wants, then I’ll give it to him. It’s wasn’t like it didn’t shoot up her priority list. Anyways, she had promised herself she would never shut him out again. Using the last of her strength, before pulling from his life’s essence, she whispered. “Sam, wants you start…I won’t be able to stop.”

The tear sliding down her pale cheek is what brought Sam back to his senses. He froze. A snap of energy returned to her, causing a sharp gasp for air. He stepped back and she fell forward into his arms. “Oh God Sammie, I’m so sorry! I’m such an idiot!”

She let out the word, “chair,” and Sam helped her into one. She needed him not to touch her. He was causing all sorts of internal problems.

Dropping to his knees, he went to reach for her leg. “Sammie?”

Pulling away from him, “Don’t touch me.” A violent shutter ripped through out her body as she grabbed the arm rest of the chair to keep from vibrating out of it.

Sam shot up on his feet and clamped down on the top of his head. Idiot! Idiot! Idiot! You’re no better that Rayzon treating her like that. You don’t deserve to have her in your life. “God Sammie please forgive me. I can’t believe I did that to you.” Back on his knees, he didn’t attempt to touch her just to hover over. “Tell me what I can do to help.” The shaking ceased but she looked paler.

“Just give me time to gain some control.” The blood cooled and the breathing became normal but the weakness was an issue. She wasn’t about to draw from him to replace what he had taken. With his mood swings, it was hard telling what could happen. “Maybe if I had some sugar in me would help. There’s a machine to the left, down the hall.”

Sam hit the door and jogged down the hall while fishing his wallet out. Stuffing the dollar in the machine, it kept spitting it back out. “Oh come on take it.” It crossed his mind to rip it open with his bare hands.

A voice floated from behind. “Sam, is everything ok?”

Oh yea that’s how my lucks been going. “Yea, it’s just this machine doesn’t like me.”

Brenda stepped up beside him and placed her hand out. “It’s a fickle little thing. Let me try.”

He handed over the bill. “Thanks.”

While doing a quick scan over him, she reached up to the money slot. “The trick is to play hard to get…Stick the dollar in and then pull it out a little, like you changed your mind.” The machine sucked the bill in with a whine. “Presto, it eats it like a hungry little guppy.”

Sam pressed the button and the can rolled out. “Thanks again,” while making a wave with the can.

She wasn’t letting him off that easily. “Sam where’s Samantha?”

He pointed down the hall. “She needed to sit down. Her blood sugar kind of bottomed out on her.” Slowly, he backed down the hall.

“Mmm…Ok… Let me know if you need any help…Oh Sam, you might want to smooth down your ruffled feathers a bit.”

“Ok,” turning, he picked up the pace. What the hell did she mean? As Sam came back through the door, he found Samantha up and back in order. She still looked unnaturally pale. “Here,” popping the top, he handed it over.

“Thanks.” Taking a long eager drink, the surgery liquid coated her stomach and entered the blood stream, giving the boost she really needed. Bringing the can back down, Sam was in her line of sight. She covered her mouth to keep from giggling. “You might want to give yourself a quick run down.”

He was lost to these women strange talk. Why can’t they just come straight out with it? “What?”

“Your pants are unbuttoned and your belt is unbuckled.”

Looking down, he could see his shirt could use a little smoothing out too. “God I am the biggest looser today.”

Samantha eased cautiously up to him. “It’s not that bad.”

It was his turn to put himself in order. “Oh yes it is. Brenda was trying to give me a hint just a minute ago.”

“Well, that’s the one person I would’ve preferred not to see it. There’s a reason she has my job…She’s really good. Nothing gets by her.”

Wanting to see if she could handle his touch, Samantha shoved him on the chest with her finger. “You are lucky she didn’t hit you up with the twenty questions.” The typical comfort feeling, with a little rawness, was there in her touch. That went well. I think we are back to normal, whatever normal is anymore. “She’s probably saving them for me.” The shoving finger pointed at the door. “Let’s go.”

“Sammie, I’m really sorry.”

A stern sound of her voice slapped at him. “We don’t have time for this right now. We’ll discuss this later. Now I have to go and salvage what I can out of this day.”

I can’t wait for that beating. Sam kept his mouth shut and opened the door for her.

Reviews

[Just Me]

That was a good chapter with the argument between the two Sams. Can't wait to read more.

[.quan.011.]

This was a wonderful chapter. I like the argument with the two Sam. I hope their relationship can survive it.

[Shep]

Brenda giggled. “I’m right on it professor”(,) Move coma inside)))

Pulling him in the room, she closed the door and started with, “Please Sam”(.) period inside)))

OMG! Is all I can say. If only I could have a girl like that everyday of the week. To bad they are in short supply. Can’t wait to see what’s around the corner. Now that my internet problem has been fixed. It appears that a tree was taking my internet and having fun emailing all his friends and visiting tree porn sites. Saying “Just look at the bark on her.” Humming the birds and the bees. Awesome write looking forward to more.