Uncovered – By Jessy

She waited patiently for him to leave the room, her heart aflutter by his mere presence.  She faced away from him, staring at the dresser top, now and then glancing up discreetly to see if he was still there.

 

“Fine, I will leave.  But we need to talk about this some time.”  She breathed a sigh of relief as the object of her desire strode angrily from the room.  

 

Marlena Evans hurriedly walked over to her bedroom door and closed it, so that he couldn’t come back again.  She threw herself onto her bed, letting the tears escape. He had married her… he hadn’t even invited his best friend to attend the ceremony.  Marlena knew that now she was too late… that she couldn’t expose Kristen Blake for all the manipulative things she had done.  No, now they were married… they shared a baby… and Marlena could do nothing about it. She wanted to hate John for so many things.  For being such a coward… for not telling her about the wedding… for being so stupid to marry Kristen… for not realising that his soul-mate sat right here in the next room, waiting patiently for his love.  But as hard as she tried, she couldn’t hate him, she couldn’t stay angry at him… and it scared her that every time he walked into a room, she forgot that he was married. At any time she could give into her passion for him and throw herself into his arms.  Marlena knew that John wouldn’t resist her… he couldn’t. Their love and their desire for one another was too strong.

 

Marlena felt the tears start to ebb, and she slowly rose from the bed.  She had a date tonight. Jake was a respected doctor at University hospital and he was incredibly attractive.  He had been going after the lovely Marlena for weeks now… and just tonight she had finally agreed. After all, her brief chance with John had disintegrated when he had chosen to marry Kristen in their shot-gun wedding yesterday afternoon.  Marlena slowly moved to her closet and pulled out the black dress that she wanted to wear… at least she would feel sexy tonight, even if John didn’t want her. She sighed and moved to the bathroom… running herself a hot, bubbly bath, and slowly stripping off her clothes… imagining that it was John’s hands undressing her.

 

By the time she had finished the task, she was hot and bothered.  She wanted nothing more than for John to storm into her room right now and take her… to satisfy her like no other man ever could.  She slipped into the bathtub, and sank into fantasies of John. Her eyes fluttered closed as her hand drifted downwards, gently probing her aroused centre… wanting… no needing… some stimulation.  She had been denied for so long as she had patiently waited for John. But now that there was no chance of that, she finally allowed herself to give in to her need to be satisfied. The sounds of her soft moans filled the small room, as her movements became faster and faster.  She threw her head back in ecstasy as her free hand found her breast, pinching and squeezing it roughly as she neared her climax… wanting desperately for it to be John’s hands touching her.

 

John came to the bedroom door, laying his head against it’s smooth wood.  He wanted so much to go in there and tell Marlena how he really felt about her… to try to determine if she felt the same way.  But he knew that it was useless. Marlena would never be with him if he was married to Kristen… and as of yesterday they had officially become man and wife.  It was fine yesterday, but when John had come to Marlena’s room earlier and confronted her about her strange behaviour since the wedding, he had begun to suspect that Marlena was jealous.  Was it possible that she had held a torch for him all these years… that she still loved and wanted him?

 

He was about to knock, when he heard the soft moans coming from deep within Marlena’s room.  He knew that he should not interrupt her… the thought nagged deep within. But his body could not resist.  He tried to tell himself that he was worried about her and that was why he was doing this… but he knew that he was fooling himself.  He wanted to see her.

 

John slowly turned the handle of the doorway and slipped in noiselessly.  He was drawn to the bathroom, from where the soft aroused sounds were escaping, and he felt his erection grow at merely the sound of Marlena.  He edged closer to the door, until he could see her, and he had to stop himself from gasping at the sight that greeted his eyes. There she sat in all her glory, the soft white bubbles barely covering her tanned skin.  Her head was thrown back, exposing her long creamy neck. How John wanted to kiss that neck… to be the only man who would ever kiss it. He watched her face for a moment, the slight red flush told him that she was close to orgasm… the way her lips were reddened and parted as she fought to control the whimpers, her gleaming white teeth every now and then biting down onto her lips to stop herself from getting carried away.  Her long blonde hair was dishevelled as it hung loosely down, almost touching the floor as her head arched backwards.

 

John tore his eyes from Marlena’s face and glanced downwards, his cock jumping as he saw the perfect swell of her breasts… her urgent movements with her hand causing the darkened nipple to become hard… even in the warm bath.  And then he saw her other hand, rested over the dark triangle of hair that covered her centre. He was completely enraptured with her, and he slowly began to stroke himself through his pants, in an attempt to find some relief from the throbbing that existed there.  He wanted to go to her… to make love to her… to make her come for him, just as she was about to come from her own movements. But he knew that he couldn’t.

 

John waited as Marlena reached orgasm… her body shaking as she slowly relaxed her body… slowly coming down from the high of the orgasm.  John watched her for a moment, drinking in every detail of her luscious body, storing this whole erotic experience in his memory… so that he could call on it at any time.  Then he turned quietly, and exited the room… intent on finding his release.

Marlena stepped out of the bath… relieved that she had finally been able to release some of that pent-up sexual frustration that she had experienced over the past months.  She slowly made her way out of the bathroom, and stopped suddenly when she caught a whiff of a familiar scent. It smelt like John… his unique cologne making her heart jump slightly.  She peered around the room slightly uneasily, her cheeks blushing a deep crimson as she imagined what would have happened if John had caught her just a moment ago. In some ways she wish he would have… so that she could tell him how she was feeling.  That she masturbated thinking only of him… imagining his hands replacing hers. Only wanting one man to fulfil her sexual need… only him.

 

Marlena felt the slight twinge between her legs, as she again became aroused at the thought of John… the sweet release from only moments ago had built up into yet another fantasy of him making love to her.  She shook her head to banish all thoughts of him, telling herself firmly that she would have to get over this obsession with her ex-lover. Marlena held up the black dress and knew that tonight would be a good place to start.  

 

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John growled as he found his release… his thoughts of only Marlena as he came down from his high.  He was satisfied… yet so unsatisfied. And he knew that he would never be satisfied again until he made love to Marlena. He couldn’t stop the image of her so completely and totally aroused, sending herself to her own peak of sexual ecstasy , from playing in his mind over and over again.  He couldn’t erase the picture of her flushed face from his mind. He knew that he could stare at that face forever. He also knew that his own need to be near her was the reason that he wanted so desperately for her to stay in the mansion with himself and his new wife. It had been what they were fighting about before… and he knew that it was only a matter of time before Marlena would leave to resume her own life.

 

He waited till he had recovered and wandered downstairs, thanking god that Kristen wasn’t here tonight.  He wanted to talk to Marlena… he had to know how she felt, before he planned his future with Kristen. He had a sinking feeling in his heart that he was already too late, and when he saw her standing at the bottom of the stairs, dressed to kill, he knew that he had been right.  He wolf-whistled as he looked her up and down, the low backed dress showing off her flawless back and shoulders. She turned around, and John groaned inwardly as he glimpsed the ample cleavage that tastefully spilled out of the dress. Her legs seemed almost never-ending as he travelled their full length with his eyes, and his gaze finally came to rest on her face, as she flushed at his once-over. Was she trying to drive him crazy? John caught her embarrassed glance and held her stare with all of the lust that he felt for her.  If Marlena still wanted him, she would recognise that look… and it would be up to her to make the next move.

 

Marlena knew instantly that he wanted her… she could tell by the look in his eyes.  Her anger surfaced as she glanced angrily away… furious at him for putting her in this position.  Again he was being a coward… waiting for her to make the move, so that it would be her fault in the morning when he got a trace of the guilts for cheating on his new bride.  She knew that even if she managed to get him into bed tonight, before he pulled away… John was never going to stay with her. Not as long as he was married. And although she wanted to be with him more than anything in the entire world, she would not put him into that position.  She would not make him feel the way she had felt all those years ago during their affair. Having to come back to Roman… feeling dirty as she rushed to the shower to wash off all evidence of her illicit tryst with John. She couldn’t do that to the man she loved more than life itself.

 

“Stop looking at me like that John.” She demanded, her impatience getting the best of her as she tried her best to stay calm.

 

“Looking at you like what Doc?” The playfulness in his voice made Marlena’s heart skip a beat, as he stepped close towards the beauty before him.

 

“Like… like…”  Marlena faltered and she looked towards the ground.

 

“… Like I want to rip that sexy black dress off your gorgeous body and have my way with you?”  John stepped closer, prowling towards her, as she remained riveted to the floor. “John…” she chided, but he didn’t fail to notice the slight quickening of her breath, the doubt in her tone as she expressed her disapproval.

 

“Don’t try to hide it from me Doc.  I have seen the way you look at me… I know what you look like when you want something, because your eyes never lie.  And right now your eyes are telling me that you want me as much as I want you…” John’s voice had quietened to a whisper as he leant right in close to her ear to speak the forbidden words.  

 

Marlena’s eyes fluttered shut as she felt his hot breath in her ear, the sweet, seductive words threatening to send her self-control out the window.  She moaned when John’s lips nipped her ear… the involuntary sound encouraging John to continue. In an instant, he had attached his lips to hers, his hot tongue probing her mouth for entry.  She parted her lips, tired of the lies… tired of hiding her true feelings from the man that she wanted more than anything else. Marlena allowed her tongue to meet his… and they duelled with all of the intensity that had become pent-up in their lost years.

John’s rough hands cupped Marlena’s face, as he continually pulled her back to his mouth when she tried to pull away.  Each time he did so, Marlena felt herself fall deeper and deeper into ecstasy, and soon her attempts to pull away ceased.  She placed her arms around him and began to slowly run her freshly painted fingernails over his back, and smiled into his mouth as he shuddered from the sensations that she was causing.  John’s hands travelled to Marlena’s hair, and he laced them through its silkiness, before pulling her backwards, forcing her to arch her neck to allow him access. He gently nipped and suckled on her soft skin, making sure to breathe in the scent of her fresh perfume.  He heard and felt her moan as it escaped her throat, and when she whispered his name, John knew that he would never be able to go back. He had experienced a taste of Marlena… and he would never allow himself to go back to the dissatisfaction that he had known before.

 

An insistent knock at the door broke John and Marlena from their embrace… as Marlena flushed and straightened her clothes in panic.  “Shit… it’s Jake…” Marlena’s hand flew to her mouth as the swear word escaped it. John noticed and smiled with amusement. “Oh I think you need to be punished for that…”  He approached her playfully from behind as she surveyed herself in the mirror, and ran her hands through her hair in an attempt to flatten it. She ignored him… eyeing him from the mirror as she reapplied her lipstick.

 

“You’re not still going are you?” John’s voice was husky as he whispered in her ear, suggestively.  Marlena opened her mouth to speak, but closed it again when she felt his wet tongue trace her ear. Her eyes fluttered closed and for just a second she allowed her neck to relax into him, her head lolling back, inviting more.  

 

She jerked forward with a start when the knock sounded again.  She walked purposefully to the door and opened it, leaving Kristen’s house without another word to John, who was left stunned in her wake.

 

John’s eyes narrowed as he gasped… he couldn‘t believe that she had just left him here, like this… so turned on.  He looked down at the painful bulge in his pants and ran his hand through his hair in frustration. He could still see the angelic smile on her face as she had answered the door, trying to fool both herself and Jake that the smile was reserved only for him.  John knew that Marlena wanted him… not Jake. He assumed that her little act tonight stemmed from a desire to punish John for marrying Kristen. No matter… he would wait, and forever if he had to. John made his way to the window, positioning himself in front of it… awaiting the moment when Marlena would return.

 

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She had almost forgotten about John throughout the night.  Jake was everything that Marlena should want in a man. He was smart, sensitive, funny, and incredibly sexy.  But she knew that there was something missing… that no other man could ever possess. He wasn’t John. Marlena brought her cool hand to her neck unconsciously as she relived the moment when John had kissed her there… the skin still tingling from the unique desire that only he could instil in her.  Jake’s timing was a disappointment… but a relief. Marlena knew that had he not arrived at the mansion at that precise moment, there would have been no turning back. Again she would have been involving herself in an forbidden affair with the only man she would never get over.

 

Jake walked her back into the mansion, and reached for her hand as they walked.  Marlena allowed her hand to intertwine with his loosely, enjoying the honest intimacy that Jake seemed to want with her.  When they reached the door, Marlena turned to walk inside, but felt herself pulled back by a strong hand. She stared into Jake’s brown eyes as he stroked one strand of her blonde hair, tucking it behind her ear.  Marlena stopped smiling as he leaned towards her for a kiss, and she felt for the first time in many years, the sweetness of a first kiss.

 

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John glowered as he watched the exchange at the door from his position at the window.  He had almost blown a fuse when he saw how Marlena had accepted his hand, and seemed to squeeze Jake’s with her own.  How he yearned to be able to do that with her… to hold her hand in public and tell her how much he loved and wanted her.  He smirked to himself when Marlena moved to walk inside, without even a kiss. But he almost rushed out to claim her as his own when he saw Jake lean in for a kiss.  His eyes popped as he watched how into it she was… just a few hours ago, she had been kissing him, had been about to give into her desire for him. And now she was making out with another man on his front door step.  When he saw how her perfect hands moved to the back of his head, and his move closer to her breasts, barely clad by her dress, he jumped up and strode to the door.

 

He threw the door open and glared at the couple, whose faces appeared stunned as they came out of their reverie and looked back at him.  Jake moved his arm protectively around Marlena’s back, and her hand remained on his neck. John swore that he saw a hint of a challenge in her heated gaze.  He knew that she was angry at him, and he couldn’t help but admire her beauty as he looked her up and down. “John…” She smiled with fake pleasantness. “You haven’t met Jake… my date…”

 

“No, I haven’t.” He spoke through clenched teeth, not even offering his hand to the other man.

 

“Jake, would you like to come inside?” She leant into his ear and whispered just loud enough for John to catch the words.  “We can continue this in my room, where we won’t be interrupted.”  John felt his whole body fill with rage… and just as Jake was about to follow her inside, he stopped him with a hand.

 

“I’m sorry Jake… but there is an emergency with one of our kids. You will have to keep it in your pants for another time…”  He patted him on the back before closing the door in his face.

 

Marlena whirled around, the sheer vehemence painted on her face.  She stepped towards the door and was going to open it, but before she could John had reached her, turning her around and pinning her body with his weight to the heavy wood.  He held her hands above her head as he whispered heatedly. “What did you think you were doing with him Marlena?”

 

“I don’t need to explain my actions to you John. I am a single person and I can do whatever I want to do, with whomever I please.”  She spat the words, her rage blinding her so completely that she couldn’t even see straight.

 

“What, so you were going to just throw yourself at him to make me jealous?  Well let me tell you something Marlena… it worked.” He leant in closer to her and captured her lips for a brutal kiss, which she refused to return.

 

She turned her head away, her whole body aching for John to continue.  But her anger wouldn’t let her submit…wouldn’t let her admit that she had been trying to make John jealous… secretly hoping that she would be able to drive him crazy… like this.

 

“You are such an egotistical bastard John.  Get over yourself. I don’t throw myself at anyone… and I don’t reduce myself to doing it so that I can make men jealous.  If I wanted you… all I would have to do is kiss you and you would be at my mercy.” Her hazel eyes met his blue ones, now darkened with anger and desire for her. One rough hand travelled to her neck, as he caressed the skin there, pushing her head back roughly to allow himself access to its depths.  He heard her gasp at his rough action, as she struggled to free her pinioned hands. “Get off me John…” she breathed, her tone full of self-doubt.

 

“I will get off you Marlena… but not until later. Because I am going to take you… right here, right now!”

John ran his hands down the length of Marlena’s body and she knew right away that she had lost control.  Right now all she cared about was having him at any cost. She found herself shuddering at his words… the forceful nature of his tone both debasing and exhilarating.  It was like he thought that he owned her… the way he assumed that she would just let him have his way with her. But Marlena was going to let him. In fact, she welcomed it.  She grabbed his face with her hands and pulled him to her, their mouths meeting and their tongues slipping together, their minds and bodies becoming frenzied as the minutes progressed.  The sounds of passion filled the room as throaty sounds came from deep within their throats. John pressed his hands against her breasts and massaged them deeply, and Marlena threw her head back in complete ecstasy, her lust filled moans urging John to continue.

 

“I knew that I had to have you…” John lifted her and sat her on the bench, standing between her legs as he spoke huskily.  His face moved in closer and closer as he continued. “I knew when I watched you in the bathtub today… that I had to have you…” His eyes travelled the length of her body, her perky breasts and the hardened nipples that showed through her dress, her long tanned legs, her flat stomach, the neck that just begged to be kissed.  He leaned in and swept his tongue over Marlena’s heated flesh, but she pushed him backwards, her expression now one of suspicion and concern.

 

“You saw me?” she asked incredulously.  Her face became flushed now, but with annoyance rather than arousal.  “You watched me?”  John nodded, his concentrated blue eyes staring at her, not realising how angry that made her.  Marlena felt humiliated, her eyes filled with anxiety at the fact that he had watched her masturbate… and masturbate with his name on her lips.  “Dammit John…” She cursed and pushed him backwards with her feet. “Oh don’t be embarrassed…” He grinned, his tone dripping of nonchalance. And he moved towards her again, his hot breath coming close to her sweet neck, that was now red with anger.  “It was HOT… and it made me hot for you.”

 

“John… you had no right to watch me…” Marlena spoke with a heavily affected voice, her body trembling.

 

“Now, you don’t have to trouble yourself honey… you don’t have to fantasise about me. I am going to give you what you desire.” John spoke in a highly suggestive tone, and Marlena drew back, her anger resurfacing.  How dare he treat her like this… like his own personal bonking buddy whom he could call on any time he wanted. How dare he assume that she would be so eternally grateful to have him just once again in her bed.  Marlena knew that she would not put up with this egocentric behaviour. She drew her hand back and slapped him as hard as she could across the face. “You bastard,” she breathed.

 

John staggered back, his hand covering his cheek where it now burned red hot from Marlena’s hand.  “What the hell was that for?” He glanced at her in confusion.“For watching me… for being such an egotistical jerk… for marrying her…”  Marlena couldn’t help the tears that welled up in her eyes, and she refused to look up at John, even when he approached her.  He placed his hand on her chin, trying to force her to look into his eyes, which were now filled with absolute regret and concern.  He wanted to see for himself… he wanted to see the look in her eyes… that would tell him if Marlena wanted him for more than just a one-night stand… if she still loved him.

 

She jerked her chin away from him and pushed him away from her.  Then standing she spoke her last word. “If you wanted me so much… you wouldn’t have married her…”

 

“Marlena… I didn’t know that you felt this way…” John threw his hands down, his despair mounting as he realised the gravity of his mistake.

 

“Felt WHAT way? For gods sake John… we were just going to fuck each other… that’s hardly the basis for a lasting relationship…” Marlena sneered the words at him, needing to hurt him somehow.  

 

They both looked towards the door as the handle turned and a cheerful Kristen walked in.  Marlena rolled her eyes, and straightened her dress, storming up the stairs with absolutely no acknowledgement that John’s wife had walked in.  “What the hell is wrong with her?” Kristen giggled as she threw herself into John’s arms.

 

“Weren’t you going somewhere?” John’s tone was one of utter disinterest. He didn’t have time tonight for her games and her nasty comments about Marlena.

 

“I forgot my keys…” Kristen hardly even noticed as she departed, planting her lips onto John’s before departing.

 

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When Marlena reached her room she practically threw her shoes at the wall.  She groaned in frustration. They had been so close… if only she hadn’t have let her emotions get the better of her, she and John would maybe have been making love when Kristen walked through the door… and then maybe John would be hers.

 

Slowly she removed her black dress and stockings, imagining John’s hands on her body yet again.  She stood in the middle of her room in nothing but a black lacy bra and matching panties. She reached for her robe, just as the door opened.  There stood John, his mouth agape at the sight of Marlena practically naked in front of him. In that split second Marlena gazed downwards and couldn’t help but notice the renewed rise in his pants as he didn’t even try to take his roaming eyes from her body.

 

“J… J… John…” Marlena stuttered as she grasped clumsily for her robe and tried to cover herself, failing miserably as John approached her.  He didn’t take his piercing blue eyes from her face and Marlena could not bring herself to drag her own eyes away. Briefly she wondered where Kristen was right at this very moment and she might have asked him, but all thoughts flew out of her mind as he pulled the robe from her so that she no longer had anything to cover herself with.  She tried unsuccessfully to reach for something to replace the robe, but her attempts were half-hearted as she felt John’s hand begin to touch her scantily clad breast. “You are the most beautiful woman that I have ever laid eyes on…” He murmured hotly, his gaze resting now on Marlena’s soft skin where his hand caused it’s surface to ripple with goose bumps. Marlena let her neck drop and she found herself watching his big hand engulf her breast, grazing over the black lacy material and causing overwhelming sensations to course through her, and settle at her now wet centre.

 

“You have… to… stop…” She murmured the words even though her body was aching for this assault to continue.  Her breasts heaved as John’s hands slipped inside the material to cup her sensitive flesh. She could feel her nipples harden as his fingers expertly rolled over them.  “No wedon’t… I have wanted this for so long. And now that I know you want it too… nothing can stand in our way…”

 

“Yes… John… please make love to me…” She couldn’t stop herself, and she no longer cared if she was begging.  Marlena knew that she had to have him. She placed her hands over John’s shirt and slowly started to unbutton it.

The hot water cascaded over their naked flesh. Marlena faced the wall, her eyes closed, her neck arched backwards so that her head rested on John’s shoulder. The feeling of the water running over her face was so warm and inviting and so erotic. As was the feeling of John’s lips trailing hot kisses over the sensitive skin of her jaw and her neck and her collar bone. And his hands roaming her body as he lathered the soap over her every curve and cleaned her. And his hard chest as it pressed into her soft back.

 

Marlena could feel her breasts heave and her breathing became more and more laboured, as John’s hands brushed the sensitive skin of her nipples, which were now hardened with arousal, even in the steaming hot shower. She was so aware of every touch of his skin on her body, every kiss of his lips… her body was almost tingling with total exhilaration as more and more of her skin was touched by John… skin that she had thought would never be touched by him again. She drew in a shuddering breath as his hands reached behind her, sweeping her long, wet hair from where it rested on her neck. Then pushing her head forward so that she was looking downwards at the shower floor, he started caressing the skin of the nape of her neck. There was no time for words right now… all that needed to be said between them had already been said. Now all that was left was this completely insatiable thirst for one another that existed between them… and that would be expressed by their acts… not their words.

 

With sweeping movements of his tongue, John slowly descended on the skin of her neck, starting at her hairline and moving downwards. He watched as the goose bumps rose and fell and he was spurred on by the soft whimpers that she elicited as her body burned with desire. His hands splayed across her back, the muscles there tensing as he touched her. He gazed down at her perfect form… and he realised that little had changed in the four years since he had last been with her like this. She was still so beautiful… and he still wanted her with his entire being. He bent to her shoulders, and moved his lips along the outline of her shoulder blades, fluttering his lips downwards as he did so. John wanted to worship every inch of the gorgeous woman in his arms.

 

John moved his mouth back upwards and kissed along her exposed neck. He found her throbbing pulse and he rested his lips there for long moments, relishing the sound of her heart racing… for him and because of him. Then he found her ear and he sucked the lobe, his eyes closed as he savoured the moment, whispering sweet seductions as his hot breath played with her already overwrought senses.

 

Marlena could feel him… the entire length of him. It was an almost painful presence in the small of her back as he pressed into her. She was more than ready for him. The air in the shower had started to become sucked up by the passion that clouded them… and the heat was stifling, their hot bodies making sure of this. She turned in his arms and before he could react she pressed her lips against his. In one moment they had yielded to one another, their mouths opening, as their tongues searched for one another, and intertwined in an almost desperate kiss. Marlena felt her entire body shuddering as John’s mouth pulled away from hers, and he dipped his head to take one breast into his mouth, circling it exquisitely… before biting and sucking on its rock-hard nipple. Then he took the other breast with his mouth.

 

Marlena moved her hands over his back, making lazy circles with her nails, and panting his name as he serviced her. But soon she needed more. Her hands travelled downwards and came over his tight buttocks and she pulled him into her. “Baby… I need you… now…” Her breathed request. John smiled down at her, his eyebrow raised in a playful smirk. He moved away from her for a moment and his eyes grazed her entire naked body standing before him. He watched as the droplets of water ran down her body… and he was almost jealous of every single one… that they could caress her body like that. He remembered back to this afternoon and how she had touched herself, and his erection twitched. He wanted to see that again… he wanted to see her touch herself… but this time… he would be able to do something about it.

 

With a newfound urgency he turned the taps off and hoisted Marlena from the shower. They both gasped for air as the fresh air filled their lungs. Then when they had caught their breath and the air had again become electric with heated gazes, John lifted Marlena by the thighs and placed her atop the wide bathroom counter. He pushed her upper body backwards so that her back rested against the mirror. He could see the goose bumps cover her as the coldness of the mirror filtered through her. “Touch yourself baby…” He demanded, his voice husky… his eyes dark with lust.

 

“John… I…“ Marlena hesitated. His fingertips covered her lips before she could protest. “Shhh… I just want to see you touch yourself. Watching you is an unbelievable turn-on…”

 

Marlena flushed… her cheeks suffusing into a deep crimson. She lowered her eyes to the ground… unable to look at him as she did this. Then she let her hand travel downwards and brush her wet centre.

 

John noted her embarrassment and he smiled to himself. Her modesty was one of the things that he loved most about her… as was her ability to lose total control in the throes of passion. This Marlena was a mix of both those things… and he relished it. He let his hand caress her hot cheek and he raised her face to look at him. Yet her eyes were still averted. “Look at me baby…” Her hazel eyes pierced into his soul, and as her own fingers brought her into a frenzy of desire… they became seductive as well. She licked her lips purposefully, and her gaze travelled the length of his body. She saw his raging hard-on and she wanted to reach down and touch it… but John’s hands found himself first and he pumped himself a few times… getting himself ready for her.

 

Suddenly he stood between her parted legs and he kissed her hard on the mouth. Then he eased himself into her opening, waiting for her to adjust to him, before increasing the pace. With a thrust of her hips, Marlena indicated that she was ready for more… and John began to thrust fast and hard. Her moans were loud… too loud… but they didn’t even consider the fact that they were in his wife’s home… making love.

 

“I have… missed… US… this…” Marlena said the words that John was thinking and he kissed her mouth, their tongues lacing together as they neared the brink of satiation. As their thrusting became uncontrolled, the mirror behind them started to bang into the wall… and for a moment neither of them realised it. Then with a sudden fear, John remembered that they were naked and that Marlena’s back rested against the highly breakable mirror. He lifted her, not pulling out of her, and moved to the opposite wall, slamming her against it as he began again to pound in and out of her. He could tell she was close by the intensity of her moans, the shuddering of her body… and he lifted her arms and pinioned them above her against the wall. Then they came… the force so great that even John didn’t know if he would be able to remain standing. Their bodies quaked together, and as they slowly came down from their high, they slid to the floor… exhausted.

 

“I had forgotten how well we connect…” John laughed as he pulled Marlena into him. He felt her shivering and he picked her up and led her back into the shower, where they proceeded to wash one another… and made love again. When they got out, John lifted her and placed her onto her bed, curling in beside her, as she lay her head against his chest. “John… what is going to happen now?” She asked sleepily as she snuggled into him.

 

John had been wondering that himself. But for tonight he didn’t want to think about it. He wanted to savour the amazing feeling of having this woman in his arms after so long. “Shhhh baby… go to sleep. We will talk about it in the morning.” And he wished that the morning would never come… that this moment could last forever.

Marlena didn’t even hear what her patient had said as she found her thoughts again deviating to John.  She couldn’t even believe that he had been gone from her bed when she had woken up. And then… the way he had treated her in the kitchen… she couldn’t even believe that the John from last night, and the one from this morning was the same person.

 

“I’m leaving today… I’m moving back into the penthouse…” Marlena announced, as she approached the dining room table, where everyone had gathered for breakfast.  She didn’t even look at John… her face as cold as ice as she spoke. “Marlena… you can’t move out…”

 

“Oh and WHY would that be, John?” She spat the question as though it were a foul taste in her mouth. Kristen looked up in interest from her paper, amused by the way Marlena seemed to be ticked off with John about something.  She hoped that this would get her out of the way for good.

 

“Oh, well I wish you wouldn’t go…” She smiled a sickly sweet smile up at Marlena, whose hazel eyes flashed dangerously.

 

“I am so damn sick of this SHIT!” she screamed hysterically, and both John and Kristen started at the tone of her voice, and the nature of the words that had just escaped them.

 

“Marlena… there is no need to talk to Kristen that way…” John grabbed Marlena by the arm and steered her into the kitchen, yanking on it, as she struggled to get away.  “Jesus woman… what the hell is wrong with you?” He whispered harshly.

 

“What’s wrong with me? Ha… John… just fuck off okay! I don’t ever want to see you again…” She raised her hand to slap him, but John caught her wrist and twisted it away from him.  “If this is about this morning… I can explain. I want to see you again… I want to do what we did last night… over… and over…” He pressed one hand against her centre, covered by her suit.  “I want to make love to you… I want to hear you scream my name as I pound into you again and again and again!” He brought his face close to her lips, and smiled when he noticed her laboured breathing, and the calmness with which she watched him approach.

 

She let his lips touch hers briefly, before she took his lower lip between her teeth and bit down on it.  “I never want to see you again! And don‘t you DARE ever touch me again!” she seethed, and without looking at anyone, she walked to the door of the Dimera mansion, slamming the door forcefully as she left.

 

“Dr Evans… are you okay?” Her patient was asking her if she was okay. Marlena looked up, rather embarrassed as she searched for the right words.  “I mean… you don’t look good. You are all red… maybe you are running a fever…” Marlena placed her hand to her forehead and she could feel her face burning hot.  But it wasn’t from fever… it was from humiliation and rage. How could she have let John treat her like that? Like a whore that he could just use any time he wanted to?  She mumbled her apologies to her patient and asked her to reschedule with her receptionist. Then she hurried into her office and put her head down, and cried as she realised what had happened today.  She had lost not only John’s love… but his friendship as well.

 

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John stood outside her office, trying to work up the courage to go in.  He considered going home and giving Marlena a few days to cool off… but at the same time, he knew that he couldn’t stay away from her that long.  He touched his fingers to the purple cut on his lip from where Marlena had bitten him this morning, and he gasped at the thought of how livid she had been.  In all the years that he had known her, John had never known Marlena to get as upset as what she had been this morning. She hadn’t even given him a chance to explain that the baby had been crying and that he needed to feed him.

 

Just as he was about to knock, the door to her office flew open, and Marlena stood there, looking ravishing, mad and flushed… and SO HOT!  He wanted to throw her up against the wall and have her beg him to take her. It always made him so turned on when she was mad, and as her eyes flashed furiously at him, as she stopped in her tracks, he was undressing her with his eyes.  “Marlena… I need to talk to you…” he began as soon as he could process his thoughts, and stop gazing at her stockinged legs, her knee length black suit skirt, and the tight white top which showed off entirely too much of her curves.

 

He felt himself being shoved backwards as Marlena pushed past him, a little harder than he would have expected.  “Sarah…” She addressed her receptionist, ignoring John completely. “Could you please kindly point Mr Black to the door?” She smiled sweetly at Sarah, and anyone would think that nothing had been said… but Sarah raised her eyes at the chemistry that was oozing between them.  She had never seen Dr Evans act like this in her entire life… and right now, she felt sorry for Mr Black having to face her wrath. “I said… that we need to talk… and I am not going anywhere until we do…” John spoke to Marlena’s back, as she still stood facing Sarah. Her smile slowly left her face, and she whipped around to face him.  “I do not have to do anything Mr Black. And since I have work to do… I will leave Sarah to show you out! Although I am sure you won’t have any trouble finding it… leaving seems to be your forte…” John felt like he had been kicked in the guts. That had been a low blow… and the innuendo was cutting. At least now he knew that that was definitely what had her so upset.

 

“I am not going anywhere… and it you would just let me explain…” He lowered his voice so as not to blurt their personal business all over the hospital, but Marlena was not willing to take a bar of it.  “Explain WHAT?… there is nothing to explain…” Her voice came out in a high-pitched strangled tone, and Sarah was glued to her chair as the scene played out before her.

 

“You know damn well what I have to explain…” He grabbed her upper arm and pulled her close to him.

 

“Oh well, just so everybody here knows… why don’t you tell me why you fucked me last night… how you cheated on your wife professing that you couldn’t resist me… and then you fucking are gone before I even wake up.  Sounds pretty damn fucking FINAL to me!” She wrenched herself from his grip, and strode past him back into her office.

 

She attempted to slam the door, but John managed to get a foot inside it before she could.  Then, putting all his weight onto it, he let himself in. Marlena was waiting there for him, her face flaming red, her eyes shooting white hot daggers at him.  She pulled her hand back as hard as she could and slammed it into his face… and John staggered backwards, stunned by her force. “You bitch…” he spat, unable to help himself.  He saw her standing there, glaring at him. He couldn’t take it any more. He threw himself at her and took her lips with his own, pulling her head to him brutally. His tongue probed her resisting mouth, and after a second, her lips parted, and his tongue darted in, exploring the depths.  Then she came to her senses, and her hands started pounding into John’s chest, as he wouldn’t release her head. She hit him as hard as she could, and John pulled back. Marlena started screaming at him. “You fucking bastard… I hate you… fuck off… I hate… you…” Holding her hands tightly, John stopped her assault.  He stared into her eyes. “I want you to STOP THIS NOW!” He demanded.

 

Her chest heaved, and Marlena used the pause to catch her breath.  “If you ever touch me again, I will… I will…“

 

“You’ll what?“ John raised his eyebrow, with an amused glance.  Marelna couldn’t take it anymore. He was acting like a cocky prick.  She removed herself from his grasp, and spat in his face, taking off before he could even react.  John was furious. He wiped his face with his sleeve and he turned around, watching as Marlena ran down the hallway.  He couldn’t move for a moment. In his peripheral vision he could see Sarah, a fascinated look of horror on her face. Then gathering his senses, John took off running…

 

Marlena turned around as she heard his footsteps behind her, and she panicked as he was gaining on her.  Then she felt herself being lifted into the air, and slung over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes. “Put me down… John… PUT ME DOWN!” she screamed.  John found her mouth and placed his hand over it roughly, ignoring as she tried to bite at it so that he would remove it. Her muffled screams vibrated against his hand.  “Now you are going to listen to ME! And you are going to calm down! This morning I had to feed the baby… I was planning on telling Kristen about us. Then you came down acting all high-and-mighty… FUCK…” John cussed as Marlena bit down hard into his hand.  He pulled it away from her mouth and shook it as he continued moving. He pushed the doors of the heated pool open, and stopped beside it, panting as Marlena continued to scream and swear at him. “You expect me to believe that shit? You are nothing but a two-timing bastard… and I want you to just go back to Kristen… I don’t want you… I…” Marlena screamed as she felt herself floating through the air, and spluttered and coughed as she found herself splashing into the warm water.

 

John watched her as she struggled to stand up in the water, speechless for the moment as she stared at him evilly.  He locked the doors and removed each and every piece of his clothing. “Don’t you dare…” Marlena warned as he approached the pool, completely naked, his penis rigid and erect.  Unconsciously Marlena licked her lips. She was so angry, but she couldn’t stop herself from lusting after him. John did not remove his eyes from hers as he approached slowly, his body moving through the water as a painstakingly slow speed.  Marlena felt like she would melt in a pool of herself as she watched him. This was better than every fantasy that she had ever hand. And she could feel the heat rushing to her womanhood, as her body throbbed and ached with need for him. She came to her senses before he reached her and she frantically pulled herself through the pool, anxious to get to the ladder.  But her waterlogged suit made it almost impossible for her to outswim him, and before she had even come close to the edge, his strong muscular arms grabbed her from behind. She screamed as he pressed himself into her, and she started yelling abuse at him all over again. “I am NOT your WHORE… you can’t do this to me… BASTARD…” She threw her legs backwards and kicked at him as hard as she could.  Then John’s hands found her skirt beneath the water, and he effortlessly ripped it off her body. He took her panties in the same way, as she screamed for him to stop.

 

Marlena knew that she wanted this… she couldn’t have made him stop even if he had been willing.  And if he did, she knew that she would be begging for him to come back and take her. She was angry… very angry… but she needed this.  John clamped his lips down onto her neck and he bit it roughly. Unconsciously,

 

Marlena rolled her neck to the side, giving him all the access that he needed.  The he muttered huskily in her ear. “Lets put all that excess rage to good use…” He pushed her forcefully over to the jets and lifted her hips so that her centre rested directly below the heavy spray of air.  Marlena gasped as the spray hit her clitoris, and then just as suddenly, John pulled her away. He ripped the clothes from her upper body and kneaded her breasts, as she gasped and moaned in ecstatic pleasure. Then he moved her again to the jets, and she screamed out as his fingers entered her and moved roughly within her, the spray of the jets hitting her clitoris.

 

“FUCK… you are so HOT!” John groaned as Marlena bucked her hips against his fingers and against the jets. Her neck was rolled backwards, and was flushed a deep pink and John had latched his teeth onto it, sucking the flesh to create a deep purple mark.  “I am going to cum…” John ground himself into her from behind and he knew that he needed his own release soon. He spun her around quickly, and pulled his fingers out of her, and watched for a moment as her eyes focussed on him… wondering why he had stopped.  Then he entered her roughly, the water creating a pressure that made them both so ready. Marlena ran her nails down his back as he pounded into her again and again. It didn’t take long, as her walls tightened around him, and John exploded inside her, just as Marlena’s body shuddered in a prolonged orgasm.  

 

Afterwards they stood there, staring into each others eyes, as they panted until their breathing slowly returned to normal.  “Feel better now?” John’s eyes travelled the length of Marlena’s body and he smiled as he asked the question. Marlena let out a deep breath and removed herself from the pool, not saying a word.  She grabbed her soaking wet clothes and held them up against her, sighing in exasperation as she realised that she couldn’t wear them.

 

John followed and stood behind her, admiring her naked back as he spoke amusedly.  “Giving me the silent treatment, huh? A little immature don’t you think?” Marlena whirled around to face him and opened her mouth to speak, but she thought better of it and clamped it shut.  She didn’t want to give him the satisfaction of biting back.

 

Walking over to the cupboard, she pulled out a white towelling robe and slipped it over her body.  She placed her torn suit into the bin, but didn’t notice as John retrieved her panties and placed them into his jeans pocket as he dressed himself.  “You are going to have to talk to me some time…” John winked at Marlena as he caught her eye, and he held back his amusement at the flushed post-coital glow that masked her face.  “Although… I’m more than happy to communicate in more… pleasurable…” He placed both hands on the back of her head, as he continued, “…non-verbal ways!” He pressed his lips to hers for a brutal kiss, which she returned willingly.  Then as the kiss broke, Marlena stepped away from him, and left the room.

 

Sarah tried not to smile when Marlena came back… soaked to the bone, and so obviously flushed.  Marlena’s glare shot daggers at her as she stormed past and slammed the door to her office.

John knew that he shouldn’t be doing this.  But he couldn’t help himself. The temptation of Marlena was too much for him to resist.  He couldn’t even believe how she had screamed today in the pool… And he smiled at the thought that HE had caused her that much pleasure… to lose control like he had never seen.  He slowly climbed the stairs to her room and entered, pausing as he allowed himself a deep breath in. It smelled of her… her sweetness, her perfume. He noticed that one of her drawers were open, and he ambled over to it, taking a shocked breath as he saw it’s contents.  Right on top sat a see through black negligee. He couldn’t help himself as he picked it up and imagined Marlena. He sat on her bed and awaited her return.

 

Finally Marlena arrived home at the penthouse and she looked around.  It was so nice to have her own space again. The only thing that would make life better was if John… Marlena shook herself from her thoughts.  She could never allow what had happened today, happen again. She threw her briefcase down on the table and flopped down onto the couch, both furious at herself for allowing John to take advantage of her yet again, and beyond satisfied by what he had done to her in that pool.  With her body still aching for his touch… Marlena allowed herself to replay each and every moment of what he had done to her. She could see herself pressed up against the jets of the spa, the sensation sending her closer and closer to the edge. Throwing her head back, Marlena spread her legs slightly and allowed her fingers to lightly stroke her wet centre, imagining that it was the head of John’s erect penis… or his tongue creating this havoc within her.  With expert fingers that knew how to please, Marlena soon found herself thrashing and speeding her movements into frenzied excitement.

 

John came to the top of the staircase and he licked his lips as he watched her.  He felt his desire grow… his erection throbbing against his pants. He made his way down the stairs, making sure not to alert her to his presence.  Just as he came right beside her, she opened her eyes in fright. “Looks like someone is a little bit turned on… I think that you need someone to help you with that…” John didn’t wait for Marlena’s response as he removed her fingers from her wet womanhood, and buried his face into her.  He found her clit and sucked on it powerfully, and Marlena pressed his head into her further. “Oh God John…” she screamed, and her body writhed. She pushed her hips up into him, tilting her pelvis to give his tongue better access. John let his hands travel up to massage her breasts, and he delighted in the moans that his movements evoked.  He licked and sucked until Marlena couldn’t take it any more, then he felt her body shudder and quiver, as she came, screaming his name.

 

He kissed his way up her body, parting the gown further as he did so.  When he reached her mouth, he gazed down into her eyes for a moment awaiting her permission to continue.  Marlena couldn’t stand it, and she moved upwards and pulled his face to hers. Their tongues duelled as they renewed their passion.  When they paused for air, John pulled back and looked into her eyes. “I left this morning because I had to feed the baby… not because I was going back to Kristen… How could I go back to her after being with you… God, Marlena, the things you do to me.  I just have to look at you… scrap that… I just have to THINK about you, and this…” He placed her hand onto his rigid penis, that poked into the material of his pants. “…is what happens. Dammit… I want you…”

 

“Then take me, Sailor…” Marlena spoke in a husky voice, and finally she felt like their relationship had a chance.  She watched as John removed his clothes and settled at her opening. Then he entered her… slowly. Their pace was gentle and tender as they sent one another into the heights of ecstasy.

 

Then afterwards, Marlena lay in John’s arms.  “I love you John.”“I love you too.”

 

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“John we need to talk…” Marlena looked up lazily from where she rested against his chest, their naked bodies pressed together closely.

 

“Oh no… this sounds serious…” John winked and smiled at her playfully, and began running his hand up and down her upper arm.”It is serious.  John… you are married to Kristen! We are having an affair…” she began. Then she looked down at him, expecting some kind of response. John was busy staring at the skin of her neck as his hands moved towards it.  “John…” She playfully punched him in the chest. “Jesus…”

 

“Huh… what…?” John looked up dazed, and stared into her eyes.  “Oh, sorry Doc…” he mumbled. “I was distracted.” He smiled cheekily and buried his face into her neck, and Marlena tried to push him away.  But when his teeth tugged at her skin, she melted and her voice was shaky as she forced her words out. “John… what are you going to do… about Kristen…?” John looked up from where he feasted on her neck.

 

“I don’t care about Kristen. I will divorce her,” he stated, and Marlena groaned in frustration as his lips moved to her breast.  Taking his head, she pushed him away from her forcefully, and she removed herself from touching him completely.

 

“John, come on… I am being serious here…”

 

“So am I… I would leave Kristen for you any day!”  He stared her straight in the eyes, and Marlena felt her eyes fill with tears.  “I love you… I have NEVER stopped loving you… and I won’t ever stop. God, you know how crazy I was when you were out with that jerk…” John clenched his jaw.

 

“Jake is a lovely man… he didn’t do anything wrong…” Marlena smiled, and laced a hand through John’s hair.

 

“He wanted to jump you… I don’t like any other man who wants to jump you…” He pulled her closer to him, so that their bodies touched, and his arms fell around her waist.

 

“John… nothing happened.” Marlena raised an eyebrow.  “Besides… you are the one who got me into bed… I don’t know what you are complaining about.” She ran a hand over the hairs of his chest, slowly and seductively.  

 

“Oh baby… I’m not complaining.  I must say… I LOVE that feisty side of you! The sex is unbelievable…” He grabbed the cheeks of her bottom and pulled her on top of him, and Marlena gasped at the feeling of him, hard and ready for her… again.

 

“It was, wasn’t it? Maybe we should fight more…” Marlena winked playfully, and leaned down to capture his lips with her own.

Marlena ran down the stairs to the penthouse when she heard the knock at the door.  She smiled as she realised that now John was free. He had gone back to the mansion to talk to Kristen… to break up with her… and now, they could be together.  She stopped before she opened the front door, and adjusted her robe… tonight would be so much fun.

 

“Come in…” Her voice was low and sexy and when John opened the door to see her standing there, he felt the bulge in his pants rise.  All at once the stress of the confrontation with Kristen left him. He just stood there as Marlena pulled on the black satin tie that held her robe in place, and proceeded to let the silky material pool around her feet.

 

His eyes almost popped out of his head.  She wore a black negligee… almost transparent.  Her aroused nipples poked out from the flimsy material, and he could see the dark outline of the hair that covered her womanhood.  Her legs were crossed seductively, her face flushed, and her lips fixed into an adorable pout. “Aren’t you going to come and say hello?” The sound of her sexy voice, caused involuntary shivers to course through John’s entire body.  “No one has a right to look that good, honey. It’s not fair…” He stepped towards her quickly, and took hold of her upper arms, holding her at arms length so that his eyes could fully appreciate her.

 

“You want to know what’s not fair?” Marlena questioned, her gaze coming to rest on John’s erection.  

 

“Mmmmmmm…” John was in his own little world as he gazed at Marlena, content to look at her for the rest of his life.

 

“What’s not fair… is that you haven’t kissed me yet…” She smiled up at him, as his blue eyes, dazed with lust, came to rest on her smiling lips.

 

“Oh… is that right?” He returned the playful banter.  

 

“Uh huh.”

 

“Well then… I might have to try to rectify that situation… right now!”  John leaned down and took Marlena’s lips, which parted instantly. They deepened the kiss and soon their tongues and their lips were clashing in a passionate dance.  They parted and Marlena rested her forehead against Johns, her lips swollen and parted, and her breathing heavy.

 

“You want to know what else isn’t fair?” She spoke after she had taken a moment to catch her breath. John raised his eyebrow as he caught the wicked gleam in her eyes, and the naughty smile that covered her face.  “Is that I am dressed for a good time… and you…” She paused when John’s skilled fingers brushed her nipples, slowly moving down her body. She took a deep breath and continued, her hands reaching upwards to John’s chest. “You… are wearing this jumper…” John raised his arms at Marlena’s insistence, and allowed her to pull his jumper from his body.  “And this shirt…” She gave him a wicked grin and then ripped the shirt in half, the buttons scattering over the floor. Then she bent her face to his chest, and kissed her way up it.

 

“I can’t believe that we are finally free to be together…” Marlena murmured as she worked on removing his pants. John’s face was buried in her neck, but on hearing her comment, he looked up at her.  “What… what is it?” She asked, when his hand stopped her from pulling down his pants. “I didn’t break up with her… I couldn’t.” He held her face in his hands, so that he could gauge her reaction… and it came… angry sparks in her eyes which told him that he should run for cover.

 

“What the hell do you mean? Why couldn’t you?” She spat angrily.“Marlena, just listen to me, okay?” John held her face more tightly.

 

“Let go of me… I can listen to you just as well if I am not being manhandled.” Marlena wrenched herself free and scooped her robe from the floor, tying it tightly around her.  She threw John’s jumper at him. “Put that on…”

 

“Look honey… I tried, I promise you. I want to be free of Kristen more than even you know.”  John moved towards her, trying to find a moment to explain.

 

“Don’t you DARE honey me.  John, you just want to have your cake and eat it too.  I told you that I REFUSE to be your whore! So why don’t you just get out of here and get Kristen to take care of THAT for you…” Marlena pointed to John’s rapidly deflating erection.

 

“Marlena… where is all this rage coming from? You haven’t even listened to my explanation. And I DO NOT WANT a repeat of what happened today at the pool.  It was sexy as hell… but I don’t think that my body can stand your wrath again just yet…”

 

Involuntarily Marlena found herself smiling, and she allowed herself to relax just a little bit.  Then she folded her arms across her chest and tapped her foot, awaiting his explanation.

 

“John… you can’t be serious. I love you… I can’t lose you…” Kristen wrapped her arms around John’s neck.

 

“I’m sorry… but Marlena told me that you gave Stefano the number of the flight that she was going to be on… you allowed him to kidnap her.  And then in Paris… you didn’t even help her.” John pulled Kristen away from him.

 

“It’s always about that tramp Marlena, isn’t it John? I don’t know why I even put up with this.  You know… you were right… I would do anything to get rid of that slut. She would do anything to get her hands on you. Lucky for me, you are a man of your word…”

 

“This time Kristen… I’m afraid you have gone too far.  I will not stand for anyone hurting the people that I love.  I am leaving tonight… I can’t be with someone who lied to me over and over again.”  John made his way towards the door.

 

“John… so help me god… if you walk out on me, I will kill JJ. And then I will find a way to kill Marlena.  You will never see them again.” John looked at Kristen with alarm written all over his face. He didn’t believe that she would really kill her son… but as for Marlena… he wasn’t prepared to risk it.  “OK, you win Kristen. I will stay… and I will try to work on this with you. But you have to promise me that they will be okay…” Kristen smiled to herself. She had won.

 

“So you just let her manipulate you, again?” Marlena couldn’t help but be angry as well as shocked at John’s explanation.  

 

“I had no other choice, Doc.” John reached for Marlena’s shoulder and tried to pull her towards him, but her stance was rigid.  “So what? Does this mean we just pretend that none of this ever happened?” She waved her hands to indicate their bodies. “I’m not saying that Marlena! I am just saying that I need some time to figure out a way to stop her from making good on those threats.  Doc, I would never risk your life… not for anything.”

 

Marlena allowed herself to be pulled into John’s comforting arms.  “You promise that you will come back to me when this is all over?” She gazed up at him in a tender appeal.

 

“I promise that I am not going to let this stop us from being together.  We will just have to be careful, that’s all…” John smiled and sneakily untied Marlena’s robe.  She didn’t resist as it pooled at her feet and she stood in front of him… waiting for his next move.

Marlena opened the door to see John standing there, flowers in his hand. “Hey Doc…” He looked so hot standing there in his grey suit and his dark blue shirt, his tie perfectly formed.  Her eyes were hooded as she grabbed him by the tie, and pulled him into her office, her lips waiting for his as she pulled his face to hers. “God I missed you…” She shoved him back into the door as she closed it and pressed her body up against him, her lips finding his neck and sending open-mouthed kisses along his exposed skin.  “I was… hoping… that you would… visit me today…” She reached down and unzipped his pants, placing one warm hand inside to cup his now raging erection. “Marlena… you drive me crazy…”

 

He threw the flowers onto the floor and then grabbed her by the waist, and spun them around so that it was her back thudded against the door.  “You love it…” She winked at him, as John worked to remove her jacket, and slowly undid each and every button, gazing at the skin as it became exposed to his eyes. His hands pushed her skirt up around her thighs and his eyes widened as he felt nothing beneath it, and the fresh wetness of her womanhood.  “God woman… you make it impossible for a man to stop thinking about you…” Marlena smiled seductively as she removed his tie, and unbuttoned his shirt. “I don’t want you to stop thinking about me…” She traced her index finger down his bared chest and when she reached his abdomen, she used her whole hand to grab the bulge in his pants, which she could feel throbbing… awaiting release.  “I want you to dream about me… I want you to see me whenever you have a moment to think. I want you to hear my screams as you pound into me… my body as it moves below you or above you, or in front of you…” She paused and took a shaky breath, as John merely stared at her in amazement.

 

“I have NEVER known anyone SO willing… so KEEN… You make me SO hot! Fuck… YOU are so HOT!”  Using this moment to her

advantage, Marlena moved from where she stood between John and the door, and she turned him around and pushed him against it.  Then dropping to her knees, she pushed his pants and boxer shorts down his legs, and she licked her lips as his erection poked out.  She ran her tongue over the underside of his shaft, and then blew on the wet areas, her breath causing a delicious sensation to course through John’s body.  “MY GOD!” he exclaimed, as her lips encircled just the tip of him. With her teeth she lightly nipped at him, and then smiled as she placed her mouth over his shaft, moving slowly at first in an even rhythm.  As she could feel John starting to buck his hips into her, and his hands move to the back of her head… to encourage her to continue… she started a more powerful sucking motion, moving up and down him, as she took as much of him in her mouth as she could, and then withdrew almost completely… her tongue swirling around inside her mouth to cause a more intense sensation.  John tried to pull away before he came… but he found that it felt too damn good. He moaned her name as his body tensed, and he spurted into her hot mouth.

 

John grabbed Marlena by the face and pulled her up to his waiting lips. Their tongues swirled around one another’s mouths.  When they pulled back Marlena had a sexy smile on her face and John leaned his forehead against hers, cupping her flushed cheeks with his hands.  “Your turn, baby…” He murmured, as his hands travelled to her neck. Twining his fingers into her blonde hair, he pulled her head back so that her long neck lay exposed to him.  John lowered his mouth to the soft skin and gently nibbled and suckled on it, until Marlena was moaning in ecstasy. His hands kneaded her breasts in circular motions, and she arched her back into him to give him better access.  Frenzied beads of sweat ran down her body and John lowered his face and licked them off as they travelled. He placed his hands on the tops of her thighs and hoisted her up, and Marlena wrapped her long legs around him.

 

Just then there was a knock at the office door, and Marlena took a deep calming breath and spoke. “Yes?”  She looked at John who was utterly frustrated, and she placed a hot kiss on his lips.“Kristen Black is here to see you…” Marlena rolled her eyes at the use of John’s last name, and John caught the look and smiled encouragingly at her.  “She was looking for John. Should I ask her to come back another time?” Marlena sighed as she slid her legs down from around John’s waist, ignoring his looks telling her to say no. “Uh Sarah… give me a second. I will see her…”

 

Marlena had hardly had time to dress herself before Kristen waltzed in.  John ducked down behind her desk, still shirtless. Marlena eyed Kristen with distrust, her face still red from exertion.  She pulled her chair out, and tried not to laugh as John scurried beneath it, and then she sat down. “What can I do for you Kristen?” she asked calmly.

 

“Where is John?” Kristen stood at the front of Marlena’s desk, her hands on her hips.  “What do you mean? I haven’t seen John for two days…” Marlena spoke innocently, playing the liar surprisingly well. “He didn’t tell you where he was going?”

 

Kristen spat her reply.  “If I knew where he was, do you think I would be here asking you?” Her eyes flashed.  

 

Marlena felt John’s hands on her ankle, and she kicked her foot under the table, trying to stop him from giving them away.  “Why… why would you think that I would know where YOUR husband is?” Marlena took a deep breath as John’s hand traced the inside of her leg.  “Stop that…” she said sharply.

 

“Stop what?” Kristen asked, with confusion.

 

“Um… stop looking at me as though you want to kill me…”

 

Marlena stammered, rolling her eyes as she heard herself speak the lame excuse.

 

“God Marlena… you are so pathetic.  You are so desperate to have John, that you would do or say anything.  Just remember that John is MINE!“ Marlena smiled inwardly as John’s lips travelled along her calf, his tongue darting out to caress her skin.  That’s what you think, Kristen, she thought to herself.  “John loves me Kristen. We both know that.  One day, he will realise that he loves me too… and we will be together…” Marlena couldn’t help herself.  John was hers.

 

“If you ever try to take John away from me… I will kill you…”

 

Marlena stood up from her desk, her face flaring as she heard

Kristen’s threat.  “Get out…” She spoke dangerously.

 

“Gladly…” Kristen moved giddily over towards the door, and before exiting it, she gloated.  “I am going to find my husband… and we are going to have hot, passionate sex all night long…”  

 

Marlena fumed as Kristen slammed the door.

 

She collapsed into her chair, her breathing heavy as she thought about Kristen trying to seduce John.  She was hardly even aware of her chair moving, pushed backwards by John. “Don’t let her get to you, Doc! You know that I love you…” John spoke carelessly, as if he had already forgotten, but the wheels of jealousy were turning over and over in Marlena’s mind.  “Yeah… I guess so…” she spoke quietly. God, she hated having to share. Just the thought of John making love to Kristen, was enough to make her physically sick.

 

“You guess?” John forced Marlena to look at him.

 

Marlena sighed sharply.  “John, since we have been together, have you slept with her?”

 

“Marlena, what kind of a question is that?”

 

“I just want to know…” John let his hands travel up Marlena’s legs slowly.

 

“Nothing… and nobody compares to being with you…” He pushed her skirt up higher so that he could see her centre.  Then pushing her legs apart he settled between them. He leaned his face down, so that his breath gathered on her wetness.  “I… uh… you didn’t, answer my question John…” Marlena relaxed back into her chair, and rested her head on the back of it. “Of course I haven’t…” he murmured, just as his tongue snaked out to find her hot flesh.  Just as she moaned, he raised his head and spoke again. “How could I go back… after having you?”

 

Just as he settled himself back at her centre, another knock sounded at the door. Marlena looked at John in panic, as she struggled with her skirt.  She ran her hands through her hair to tidy it up a bit. She pushed her chair in, and John under the table, just as the door opened, and Jake walked in.  “Hey gorgeous…” Jake approached the desk and made his way to come around to her side. Quickly Marlena jumped up to meet him. “Hey Jake, how are you?”

 

“My life hasn’t been the same since you kissed me, and invited me up to your room, and that jerk of an ex-husband of yours pushed me out of the door…” He pressed himself up against her, his arm snaking tightly around her waist.  Then he placed his lips on hers. “I have been thinking about you all week!” He spoke huskily,

 

bending his lips to touch her neck.  “Uh… um… Jake…” Marlena pushed Jake away from her gently.   She knew that John would be having a heart attack by now… and she was right.  Underneath the table, John glowered. He was ready to take this guy out right then and there.  

 

“What… what’s wrong?” Jake asked, eyeing her confusedly.  “Look, now is not the time or the place for this. The other night seems like a long time ago, Jake.  And I have work to do…” Marlena spoke forcefully, hoping that Jake would get the message.

 

“You’re sleeping with someone else aren’t you?” Jake asked, his face turning red.  “You invite me to your bed when you are sleeping with someone else…”

 

“Oh Jake, don’t be so melodramatic…” Marlena sighed.  “I am not sleeping with someone else. That is just ridiculous.  We will talk about this another time…” She pushed him out the door, making sure to close and lock it behind her.  Then she rested her forehead on the door for a moment.

 

Marlena wasn’t prepared for it.  John came up close behind her and pressed himself into her.  Then forcefully, he turned her and pinned her against the door.  “You couldn’t just say you were seeing someone else?” he spoke, his tone full of hurt.  Marlena rolled her eyes. “Jesus John. God, what the hell is wrong with men? You are a bunch of jealous fools. I mean, for god’s sake, I have to watch you go home to your wife every night.  If anyone is jealous… I think it should be me!” Marlena tried to push John off her, but his weight was too much. He released her hands and pushed her skirt up to her waist, his body keeping her pinned to the wall.  Then he pulled his pants down, the zipper still undone from their previous encounter.

 

His fingers found her clitoris, as he moved his erection over her entrance.  His fingers moved in a circular motion, priming her for his entry. Marlena gasped and shuddered, throwing her head back against the door.  John removed his fingers and took her hands. He placed them above her head, his fingers laced with hers. Then he entered her, hard and fast, moving quickly within her.  “I just don’t like seeing other men touch you. I want you to be mine… all mine. And I know that every day that I remain with Kristen, I am risking losing you…” John spoke huskily as he moved in and out of her, his actions trying to prove to Marlena that only HE could ever satisfy her so completely.  “I am yours…” Marlena breathed, as she bucked her hips towards him, coming closer and closer to orgasm. Just as she was about to come, Marlena bit down on her lip, to stop herself from screaming. Then they came together their bodies quaking against each other. John stroked Marlena’s hair as he came down from his orgasm.  “I want you always…”

“Doc… are you here? Honey, you told me to come by tonight…” John ventured into the penthouse, clutching a bottle of champagne and a bunch of roses.  Everything was dark inside. John started to get worried… this wasn’t like Marlena. Usually she was here waiting to seduce him when he came through the door… but tonight there was no sign of her.  He slowly ascended the stairs, hoping that he would find her in the bedroom.

 

But the bedroom was dark.  Straining his ears, John could hear Marlena sniffling from the bathroom, and a soft glow came from under the bathroom door.  He tried the door but found that it was locked. He knocked gently. “Doc… hey, can you open the door?” He could hear Marlena sobbing on the other side.  “Come on honey… open up…” He heard the latch of the door as Marlena unlocked it. And when he opened it, Marlena sat up against the wall, her face white and her eyes puffy.  “Hey, what is it?” John came beside her and sat down, hugging her to him. Then Marlena jumped up and started to vomit into the toilet bowl.

 

Jumping into action, John knelt behind her, and stroked her hair and her lower back as she cried.  “I don’t know what’s wrong with me…” She wiped her mouth with a nearby towel and tears cascaded down her face as John pulled her into him.  Marlena allowed herself to relax into his embrace, and rested her head against his comforting chest. “Did you eat something bad, baby?” John ran his hands in circular motions across her back.

 

“N… n… no… I…” Marlena burst into tears again.  

 

“What, what is it? You can tell me anything…” Marlena indicated towards an object on the sink, and John’s eyes widened as he realised what this meant.  “You mean… you’re… you’re…” John lifted Marlena’s face to meet his eyes, his face masked with elation. But his face dropped when he saw Marlena’s sad expression. “Don’t you… want… to have a baby with me?” he stammered, his own face turning white as he considered it.  He pulled her into him again as her tears started to flow again. “Shhhh… it’s okay… we don’t have to have this baby… I will support you no matter what you decide…” His heart broke as he thought of the possibility of aborting their baby, but he knew that it was Marlena’s decision.  As for himself, he could think of nothing that he wanted more than to have a baby with Marlena… the love of his life… the only woman that could make him feel complete.

 

When she had calmed down, John carried her over to the bed, and lay her down on it.  He kissed her forehead. Before he could move away, Marlena grabbed for the lapels of his shirt.  “John… do you want this baby?” she spoke in a whispered tone. “Oh honey, I WANT this baby with you more than anything in the entire world.  I can’t pretend that I don’t. But like I said before… I will support whatever…” Before John could complete his sentence, Marlena threw herself into his arms.  “I wasn’t sure that you would be happy… I just… I…” she murmured into his chest. “John… we are going to have a baby… all ours…” She started laughing uncontrollably into his chest, and then suddenly, her hands were at the buttons of his shirt and she was undoing them frenziedly.  

 

John didn’t miss a beat, and soon he had Marlena pinned beneath him on the bed, her beautiful, naked body shimmering in the moonlight.  He worshipped every inch of her… slowly and seductively. There was no need for roughness or hurriedness. Tonight John and Marlena were celebrating their love and the new addition to their little dysfunctional family.

 

Afterwards they lay clasped together, their limbs entwined, so that it was hard to tell them apart.  They whispered words of love and commitment as they fell asleep in each others arms, the promise of tomorrow upon their lips.

“Baby, baby, what’s wrong?” John asked a crying Marlena as he entered the penthouse.  He rushed to her side and began to massage her shoulders, admiring her pregnant form. He couldn’t even believe that it was only going to be one month until he would become a father again. “Marlena…?” He tried to turn her tear-streaked face to his, but she stubbornly refused.

 

“I feel so fat… and unappealing…” Again she burst out into a flood of tears, while Belle stood in front of her, trying to comfort her mummy.

 

“Oh honey… you are so beautiful… I don’t think you have ever been more…” He was cut off by Marlena, who seemed to have not even heard him.

 

“Is that why you don’t want me anymore? Is that why you don’t come here as much now?” She turned an accusing glance onto his face, and John tried not to laugh out loud.  Marlena’s emotions had been all over the place for months now… he couldn’t keep up. Kristen had never been like that.

 

An uneasy thought again crossed his mind, as it had for quite a few months now.  That Kristen was hiding something bigger than what Marlena had first thought those long months ago when they had gotten back together.  H pushed it away and turned his attention back to the love of his life. “Honey… trust me. You are the most exquisite creature that I have ever seen… NOW more than ever.  And I promise you that by the time our baby is born, I will have discovered all of Kristen’s dirty little secrets… and you and I…” He took her hand and kissed its palm. “Will be able to live happily ever after.”  He smiled as Marlena looked up at him with a hope-filled gaze.

 

“Do you promise?” Her words were childlike.

 

“I promise.”

 

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John’s eyes slowly fluttered open to the feeling of Marlena’s soft lips on his face.  Her body was pressed against him, and he could feel the significance of her pregnancy as it pressed into his hips.  John could think of nothing sexier than the thought that he had helped to make the child that Marlena was carrying. He smiled as he pulled her face down to his and attached his lips to hers for a passionate kiss.  Marlena moaned loudly as he expertly flipped them over so that he lay on top, and his hands started to make their way down to her sensitive breasts. He only glided over them gently, as he knew that they had been painful lately, and he smiled into her pregnant stomach as his lips travelled downwards, and Marlena’s sighs filled the quiet room.

 

Just as he was about to settle at her centre, Marlena’s moans grew louder and John assumed that she was ready for more.  But before he could finish removing her panties, he felt her body constrict and she drew her legs up to her stomach. “Doc, what is it?” John asked with concern, moving off her and looking into her pain-filled eyes.  “Something’s wrong… it’s too soon.” Her eyes were dilated as she looked up at John, hoping for some reassurance.

 

“You mean… the baby… it’s…”

 

“I… ahhhh… think so. This can’t be happening.  It hurts too much John… it’s not right.”

 

“I’ll take you to the hospital.  It will be okay… I’ll just get dressed…”

 

“NO… call an ambulance.  This isn’t right…” John could hear the panic in her voice and he started to get scared.  He knew that Marlena would not overreact to something like this… and she had been through it three times before.  No, something had to be wrong. With shaking fingers he dialled for an ambulance.

 

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Kristen watched from outside Marlena’s hospital room with sheer rage seething from her.  John’s face rested against Marlena’s as she cried and tried to catch her breath following a long contraction.  “Soon honey… we will have a beautiful baby boy or girl… and this time, he or she will grow up with a mummy and a daddy who love each other and are committed to a life together.”  He kissed her forehead.

 

“You mean we really are going to be together?” Marlena asked, tears filling her eyes.  “Uh huh… I am never letting you out of my sight again baby…”

 

“I am so lucky to have someone like you John… and this baby is so lucky to have you for a daddy…” She rested her slender hand over her stomach.

 

“Come on baby… be a good girl and come out… I’m worried about you, you know…” Kristen could see the adoring smile on John’s face as he lay his hand over Marlena’s.  He spoke, but she

 

couldn’t hear anything else, as Marlena’s contraction began and the room became filled with confusion.

 

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John ran a hand through his hair in frustration.  He felt so helpless. It had been hours since the ambulance had brought them in here.  He gazed through the window at Marlena’s almost unconscious form. The strain of this birth had left her with absolutely no energy and everybody was worried about her physical ability to finish the delivery.  John prayed that he would not lose her or the baby.

 

A loud alarm sounded and John jumped. He tried to rush into Marlena’s room but the nurses stopped him.  “That’s my wife in there…” he screamed, not even realising that it was far from the truth. His wife was at home planning on ways to keep John and Marlena apart.  He pressed his face against the window as machine after machine was hooked up to her. Then he watched helplessly as they rushed her off to surgery.

John held his beautiful baby girl in his arms, whispering sweet nothings to her sleeping form.  He couldn’t even believe that he had a daughter with Marlena and finally they could be a family like they deserved.  He glanced down at Marlena, her face deathly pale, and he prayed that she would be okay… that she would wake up so that they could have a long, happy life together.  

 

He lay their daughter down on Marlena’s chest, and spoke to her.  “Look Doc, this is our baby girl… you did it… you are so wonderful baby.”  He felt tears welling up in his eyes at the thought of losing her, but he stopped himself.  He had to stay strong for Marlena and their daughter. “I am going to leave Kristen, I don’t care what she threatens to do.  I will protect you. And we… have a right to finally be together, and not to sneak around hiding our love. Oh, I love you baby.  Now you have to wake up so that we can name our little girl.”

 

John looked down and saw Marlena’s hazel eyes staring back at him.  “John…”

she started, but John stopped her, placing a finger to her lips.  “Shhhh, don’t

talk… I want to show you something… meet our baby daughter…” John held the

tiny baby up and laid her against Marlena’s chest.  He almost cried when tears

flowed out of Marlena’s eyes, and she moved her hands up to hold her baby.  

“We did it… we actually did it… Is she okay? Is everything okay?”

 

“She is fine… it’s you that I am worried about. Why don’t you try to rest? I will take

her back to the nursery…”  John stroked Marlena’s hair.

 

“No, not yet. Let me hold her a little while longer, please?” she pleaded with him.  “Why don’t we try to think of a name for her?”

“John, we have been thinking about names for the past 6 months.” Marlena

smiled.  “I know that, but now that she is here we actually need to name her.”  She swatted his arm. “Well I like Karoline… but if you hate it I understand.”

“No, I love it! And besides, after what you just went through, you deserve to name our baby whatever your heart desires.  Karoline it is. Karoline Black.”

 

Marlena yawned and John could see that she needed to rest.  “I am going to take Karoline back to the nursery so that her brave mummy can get some sleep.  Come on baby…” John lifted the baby from Marlena’s arms.

 

“Bye sweetheart…” Marlena spoke in whispered tones to her child.  “I’ll see you really soon.”

 

“I’ll be back in a few minutes honey…” John kissed Marlena on the cheek and left the room.

 

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Kristen watched as John exited the room, and waited for him by the door.  She spoke his name but he was so caught up in the adoration of his baby that he didn’t even hear her. He walked straight past her without a second glance.  Kristen seethed. She stared angrily into Marlena’s room and watched as she closed her eyes. Marlena was so pale and looked so sick…

 

With evil thoughts running through her mind, Kristen reached into her pocket, withdrawing the syringe that resided there.  Slowly she made her approach into Marlena’s room, her eyes like slits as she carefully watched her sworn enemy turn over and fall into a deep slumber.

 

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John had an uneasy feeling that something was wrong.  Moving quickly back towards Marlena’s room, he couldn’t help but break into a run.  “Buddy, what’s wrong?” Abe spoke, attempting to stop him.

 

“Marlena…” John could only get out one word and using his shoulder, pushed Abe out of the way.  “I’ll help…” the other man said, as he too fell into step behind a panicked John.

 

The first thing they saw was a gleam of triumph on Kristen’s face as she turned away from Marlena, a cooing baby in her arms.  “John, she’s beautiful.” John stared in alarm at Kristen, the glint in her eyes one that told him something had snapped inside her.  “What have you done?” he asked tentatively, trying to look beyond her to Marlena’s bed. “What do you mean?” Eyes wide, John could almost believe that Kristen was innocent, but he stepped up and gathered his baby into his arms, immediately softening at the soft face, and the baby smell that assaulted his senses.  

 

Indicating for a nurse, John placed his daughter into her arms, informing her to take Karoline back to the nursery.  “See you later sweetheart,” he whispered, kissing her on the forehead as the baby was taken from the room.

 

Then instantly he moved to Marlena’s side and took her hand.  “What’s happened? Are you okay baby?” he asked her lifeless form, frantically feeling for a pulse.  “What have you done to her?” He glared up at Kristen, before noticing the empty syringe on the floor at his feet.  

 

Pressing the emergency buzzer, John found himself wanting to vomit, calling to Marlena, and urging her to fight, as he was escorted from the room, leaving the medical team to work on her.

 

“Don’t worry about her any more John! You and I can raise Karoline and then we can live happily together as a family, as we always should have!” Kristen’s arms clung to him, her delusional state absolute.  

 

John couldn’t even find the words, instead nodding to Abe to arrest her, and handing over the empty syringe that he had carefully picked up on his way out.

Two Months Later

 

John could sense her presence as he walked into the courtroom on the day of Kristen’s trial.  It had been two months since he had gotten the news at the hospital that both Marlena and the baby were going to be okay. Two months since his guilt had caused him to run away from Salem, to give his family a chance to have a better life without him.  Because of him, Marlena and the baby had almost died and he could never make up for that. Two months without her had taken it’s toll on John, hardly eating, hardly sleeping, for thoughts of Marlena. Now, as if by magic, a huge weight lifted from his shoulders as he saw how good she looked.

 

There she sat, cradling the baby in her arms, a smile so radiant on her face, that John thought he would burst.  She turned slightly and noticed John. At once, Marlena’s golden skin turned pale, her eyes stricken with a pain that he couldn’t name.  She half stood, his name on her lips, until the entrance of the judge stopped her in her tracks.

 

For the entire trial, Marlena felt herself gazing across at John, her body on fire with the thought of touching him.  How could she still feel this way, even after he had walked out on her and their new born baby? How could one glance from his sea blue eyes turn her to jelly? How could the thought of all their illicit encounters cause her to ache for him hard within her?  

 

John was having similar thoughts, his mind never off Marlena for a moment, even as he testified against Kristen.  He watched the subtle shift of her body as she rocked Karoline to sleep, the part of her lips as he caught her staring at him, the telltale sign that she still wanted him.  He could almost feel the soft, supple skin of her breasts and hips and back as his gaze found her, and he wanted nothing more than to bury himself inside her and send them both into an oblivion of ecstasy.

 

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At last the trial was over and Kristen was out of their lives. John and Marlena stood in front of one another for the first time since before the baby was born.

 

“Are you going to tell me why you left us like that?” They were the first words that she could find, her resolve to harden her heart towards John, so that she wouldn’t fall into his arms and beg him to love her. Her posture was one of defensiveness,

arms folded, eyes hooded into a frown of displeasure,

 

“I left because I thought that it would be better for you and Karoline.” Marlena could hear the defeat in his tone.

 

“But why?”

 

“Because I caused everything that happened. It was my fault that Kristen was allowed to get so out of control.  I should have stopped that. I should never have allowed her to control me for so long.”

 

“John, it’s not your fault. You should have stayed, if not for me, for Karoline. You’re her daddy and she needs you.”  Marlena placed a hand on his arm, taking a deep breath in as she felt his biceps tense beneath her skin. “I need you too…” With her eyes closed Marlena made the confession, almost scared to open them to find out how he would react.

 

Eventually she did, hazel eyes full of love and hope, and for a moment an intensity of desire and longing flashed back at her.  But the next moment it was gone, in it’s place a hard look that told Marlena she was being shut out. “No you don’t… you and our baby will be better off without me.” She watched, unable to call him back as John turned and strode away.

 

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“I don’t know what is going on with him Abe. I don’t see him for two months after our baby is born, and now he comes back and can‘t even have a conversation with me. How could he leave us like that?” Tears ran down Marlena’s cheeks, her distress unmistakable.  Abe took her arm, leading her to the closest table in the pub, where they had all assembled following Kristen’s trial.

 

“Marlena, I know that it looks bad. Like John has abandoned you both, but he must have his reasons for leaving. Did you ask him?”

 

“Yeah I asked him! He told me we would be better off without him. Why would he even think that? Of course I need him.”

 

Abe watched as more tears fell thick and fast down Marlena’s face and his heart ached for what she was going through.

 

“John feels guilty for what happened to you, for everything that Kristen did. He feels that if he had stopped the charade earlier, before Kristen found out that you were about to have his baby, that you and Karoline would have been safer. He thinks that it’s his fault that you almost died.”

 

“But that’s crazy!” Marlena exclaimed, her eyes wide, her heart full of a hope that things could still be reconciled between her and John.  “Of course it’s not his fault. He tried to protect me and Belle from Kristen. And anyway, we are all fine…

the only thing missing from our lives, is John.”

 

“So what are you going to do about it?” Abe asked.

 

“Do?”

 

“Well, it’s obvious that John is not going to do anything to get you two back together, so it’s your move…”

 

“You’re right. I know exactly what I am going to do…” Marlena smiled as she stood up and planted a grateful kiss onto Abe’s cheek. “John won’t be able to say no! Thanks Abe, you’re the best.” Before he could react, Marlena practically flew out the door.

 

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John tried to relax as he turned the shower to steaming hot.  But seeing Marlena today, walking away from her, weighed heavily on his mind.  Before he had come back today, there was always the possibility in his mind that maybe they would be able to reconcile.  That maybe Marlena had been as miserable as him.

 

He didn’t know what he had expected to find, but Marlena looking happy and healthy, and practically glowing as she cradled her baby, was not it.  At that moment, John had known that Marlena didn’t need him… and that he was right to have left in the first place.

 

Now, John couldn’t get her out of his mind.  The image of her body, naked in his arms. Her creamy breasts with the engorged rosy nipples, as he licked and sucked them into excruciating peaks of arousal.  Her soft whimpering sounds as his mouth travelled down her stomach… and lower, to the centre of her, coated with honey curls. Suddenly it seemed all too real as, in his mind’s eye, her long, golden legs wrapped around him, her hips gyrating towards his as she sought to take his erection inside.  He could hear the groans of frustration as he teased and tempted her with his lips on hers, his hands on her body… and then the final completion as he thrust inside, one powerful movement that sent them both off the edge in a climax unmatched.

 

Stop thinking about her, John told himself, turning the water to ice cold to rid himself of his painful arousal.  It worked in an instant, yet still, John couldn’t help feeling that it would take a long time before the memories of Marlena would fade.

Marlena took a deep breath as she stepped into the bathroom.  The shower was running and through clouds of steam, she could make out the naked figure of John, his back facing her.  Finding the front door unlocked had been a stroke of luck. Finding John naked in the shower was more than Marlena could have wished for.

 

Now the man of her every fantasy was standing in all his glory before her.  She almost gasped at the hard, male perfection that embodied him. Through the steamy glass of the shower screen, Marlena found herself just watching John, his every movement a sensual torture, her body getting hot at just the thought of what he could do to her.

 

Marlena watched the taut muscles of John’s back, rippling with every movement, his narrow waist, and his powerful legs.  She watched as he raised strong arms, and marvelled at the big hands that knew how to arouse her every inch. Those arms that could be so forceful, yet so gentle.  Droplets of water fell from short, black hair, slowly making their way down his body, to the slippery floor below.

 

He was tense, Marlena was sure of it. It was in his posture, the way his muscles bunched at his shoulders, the way his neck stayed stiff and unbending.  She wondered if John was thinking of her.

 

No matter, Marlena knew how to make all of his worries disappear.  She knew that she was the only one who could relax those tight shoulders. And she planned to.  Just as soon as she could get out of her clothes and slip unnoticed into the shower behind him.  John wouldn’t be able to resist her when she was naked and willing before him… offering her heart and body to him for all time.

 

Marlena stepped silently into the shower, so close to John’s body that she could almost feel the heat radiating off his skin.  Almost as if he were on fire for her. She moved as close to him as was possible without him noticing her. Wrapped her hands around his hips, right to the very essence of him.  “John…” she whispered, lifting her face to his ear. He jerked suddenly, completely unprepared for her presence, or the way her slender hands wrapped lovingly around his growing erection.

 

“M – Marlena…”

 

“Ssshhhh baby,” she soothed, running skilled hands up the sides of John’s torso, coming to rest on his shoulders.  “You’re so tense. What have you been doing to yourself?” she cooed softly, every breath aimed directly into John’s ear, sure that her seduction could not fail.  

 

He tried to resist when he felt Marlena’s soft, warm hands begin to move over his shoulder muscles.  Determined not to succumb, he forced himself to speak. Although the words came through grated teeth. “Marlena, this is not going to work. You deserve better than me.”

 

Of their own volition, John felt his eyes drift closed, as Marlena began to knead and work his muscles.  All the while she cooed in his ear. “Oh baby, you don’t mean that. I can’t live without you…”

 

“I DO mean it…” His words of protest fell on deaf ears, as succulent lips nibbled on the nape of John’s neck.  

 

“Remember when you made love to me from under the desk… remember the pool…?” Marlena felt her own cheeks heat in blushed remembrance as she spoke. “Remember the night that I told you I was pregnant?”

 

A grunt sounded in reply.

 

“We belong together John. I could never find anyone who I need as much as I do you. Never find anyone that I want as much as I want you.”

 

She could feel him relax despite himself, and his breathing slowed, his muscles becoming pliant beneath her hands.

 

Then Marlena heard John sigh in defeat.

 

She knew that he was close to being pliant putty in her hands.]

 

Now was the time to deal her trump card.

 

“I love you John and none of what happened is your fault.  I will only blame you if you continue to push me away… if you force me to live my life without you… if you make another child of ours live without knowing a proper family.”

 

“Do you really mean that?” John was filled with hope for his future. He turned to face Marlena, searching her brown eyes for confirmation.  They were full of such love and devotion that he could hardly breathe.

 

“Oh god Doc, I love you too! So much,” he admitted.

 

And stared at her.

 

Their skin was no longer touching, as they stood for what seemed like minutes, gazing at each other. Their chests heaving and breathing laboured as they did. Both of them knew that soon they would be making love like mad people.  But until then, the anticipation was turning them on even more… knowing that what they desired most was in touching distance.

 

John couldn’t help but be compelled by Marlena’s naked beauty. Her golden hair was clipped in an elegant twirl behind her head, her brown eyes darkened to almost black.  Her lips were parted, waiting for his kiss, and her cheeks flushed enticingly. As his gaze moved downwards over her body, John could feel himself becoming even more aroused, his erection throbbing and screaming for release. Marlena’s full breasts stood proud and high and her nipples were hard buds of desire.  The golden nest of curls that protected her centre begged to be touched. Her slim golden legs stood firm, and John wanted nothing more than to feel them wrapped around him as he thrust inside her.

 

John turned Marlena around so that her back faced him, releasing her hair fromit’s clip, and watched as it fell down her back. He inhaled the scent of lilacs, and buried his face against her neck, pulling her up against his hard torso.

 

Marlena sighed as his lips met her nape, his nose nuzzling her hair aside.  She closed her eyes as large hands covered her breasts, her neck arching backwards, her breasts pushing forwards into John’s ministrations. Seeking… yearning… wanting.  She could feel the press of his erection against the small of her back, his hands moving lower and lower, tracing her navel, before finding her centre. John pushed aside the golden curls that covered her, and found her nub, teasing and stroking with one hand, while the other travelled over the contours of feminine body.  

 

“Open your eyes,” John demanded, as Marlena started to thrust against his relentless fingers.  She bit her lip as she did, the most erotic scene played out before her in the large mirror that stood outside the shower.  She could see herself, flushed and gasping, her eyes black and glassy. She could see strong hands buried against her centre, and she came suddenly, her entire body shuddering with completion, her mind dancing with the sensuality of what she had just seen.

 

John held her until her shuddering subsided. Then, turning her to face him, he lifted long legs from the floor, and wrapped them around his waist.  He thrust, hard and fast, no longer able to control his own need. And although Marlena was surprised at first, soon she was matching his rhythm, her body striving for a second release.  

 

They came together in an ecstasy that surpassed all other.  Afterwards, John wrapped his love in a huge bath towel and they rested together on his bed, Marlena’s face nestled in the crook of his neck.

 

“Marry me John!” she commanded, when she could finally breathe. And smiled

at his reply. “I wouldn’t have it any other way!”