Blackmailed Merger (32 page)

As the paramedics had appeared, the pain had once more returned this time not receding as she had groaned in abject fear, her eyes looking imploringly at his
.

Before long the lift
had
once more opened, Sam placed onto a
gurney
as she had been taken down to the waiting ambulance, Dante clinging to her hand the whole time, his face pale as he had
held her fingers to his mouth, gently kissing them the whole journey.

At the hospital Sam had been quickly changed and calm nurses had smiled encouragingly at her, their tones reassuring as she had undergone blood removal and blood pressure tests.  The doctor had come in soon after examining her carefully before smiling at the husband and wife before him, seeing the two nervous faces.

“Well, all your tests are coming up well, and I cannot feel any real problems”
.

Beside her she had heard Dante exhale loudly with relief, his hand
squeezing
hers comfortingly, Sam smiling at him.

“But just to be on the safe side I have scheduled you for
a scan.......just to be doubly sure
”
.

Sam had looked nervously at the doctor
.

“But the pain” she had murmured softly, as he had nodded softly
.

“Yes it would seem that your little baby has decided to move against some of your
nerves
, and unfortunately we have to wait until it decides to move back”
.

Sam had started to laugh softly
.

“You’re
telling me that this is because the baby is sitting on nerves” seeing as the doctor had smiled back at her
.

“Well the scan will confirm it ........... but yes I think that that is what we are looking at”
.

With a grin and a knowing look adding
.

“There are of course natural things you can do to encourage the baby to move........but I will leave that to your imagination”
.

She had then been taken down to have the scan, the technician laughing and joking with the pair as he had moved the tool over her belly.  As the image had appeared on screen both pairs of eyes had looked at the small baby inside her.  He had pointed out the hands and feet, but it had been unnecessary as they had both been able to clearly make out their
child
.  Sam
was
shocked to see how it was affecting Dante, seeing the way his eyes had shone with what looked like tears, her hand moving to hold his, as he had looked back at her his expression one of wonder. 

The technician had pointed out the strong beating heart, and they had all given a laugh as the baby had moved, its movements still not felt b
y Sam, who had smiled so widely, her look aimed at Dante who had held his breath with how beautiful she looked.  After several moments the two had been given a black and white picture
each
of their baby, Sam seeing as he had looked at it for so long, a strange
almost mournful
look crossing his handsome features.

With final instructions from the
d
octor for Samantha to take more rest the couple had been allowed to leave, Dante having organised for a car to pick them up. 
As they had moved
back into the apartment
they had both been
very
different from earlier, both subdued still feeling so much from having seen their child.  Dante had insisted that she go straight to bed
informing her
that he would bring her in tea, Sam chuckling at the thought of his “cooking” for her
, touched at the way he had tucked her in as she had felt suddenly so tired.  Feeling her eyes start to flutter closed she had smiled gently
aware
as he had moved forward dropping a small kiss on her for
ehead, wishing her a good sleep
.

Samantha had opened her eyes, the sunlight streaming into the room as she had groaned softly, knowing that she was very late for work.  Sitting up in bed, she had been relieved not to feel any pain or discomfort as she had the previous day, shuddering remembering the fear that had filled her.  Looking up she had been surprised as Dante had moved into the bedroom, having thought that he had gone to work already, her face showing the surprise as he had smiled down at her, his handsome face still full of concern
.

“How are you feeling
?
” he had queried gently as she had smiled back
.

“Good, seems our baby is being a pain even before being born”
.

Dante grinning quickly as he had moved further into the room carrying a mug of tea which she had taken with relish

Sitting by the side of the bed, he had looked sadly at her
.

“I’m so sorry Sam”
.

His voice low surprising her

“I should never have yelled at you
yesterday
, I was way out of line”
.

Sam had looked back at him
.

“There is nothing going on between Joseph and I Dante.......there is nothing going on with anybody”
.

She had seen as he had nodded softly
.

“I know”
.

Giving a frustrated sigh
.

“I guess that seeing you smiling with another man, when you seem to hate being anywhere near me...........”
.

Sam had shifted uneasily
, taking a drink of her tea, not holding his eyes
.

“It is just better this way” she had finally managed
.

“
Once our baby is born, and assuming we are having a son” she had added quickly
.

“Then I will be moving back to Britain, back to my old life............this is just easier for everybody”
.

He had groaned, a low wounded sound
.

“I miss you Sam.......I miss us” he had whispered sensually his fingers removing  the mug from her hands as he had moved closer to her, his hands moving to cup her face, Sam not moving as her body screamed at her to.

“I miss kissing you, holding you, being with you” his mouth moving closer to her with each word as she had groaned gently the fires once more rising strongly within her.  For
three
months
she had thought only of her bab
y, but now her sole thought was on the way her body ached for him, yearned to feel him touching her, her head angling up to encourage his kiss which when it came had seen the two explode in the
other’s
arms.  Her
s
flying
around his neck pulling him harder into her
his moving around her waist pulling her gently into him, careful of her stomach now starting to show the small bump, his child
, the thought sending a strange tremor through him
.

His kiss had been devastating to her resistance as Sam had kissed him back, her hands pulling his head down harder as she had whis
pered softly against his mouth
“love me Dante” her heart yearning for his love as much as her body.  She had heard as he had sighed in return, his hands pulling her nightshirt from over her head, his eyes taking time to flit down her perfection, his hand moving to gently stroke her belly
,
the small swelling so obvious as she lay
beneath
him.

As she had opened her mouth to speak the sound had come out as a small whimper as he had moved to kiss her stomach, his mouth moving
slowly up her body, his tongue flicking against one hardened nipple, his finger nipping the other
,
Sam groaning.  She had not stopped him as he had continued to kiss up the long column of her neck, sucked in the lobe of her ear, whispering such soft words to her as she had clung to him.  Wanting him with every fibre of her being, her hands pulling at his
t-
shirt
, pausing as her fingers had finally touched his naked chest, Dante holding his breath as she had ran her fingers down his belly, the nails only a whisper against his skin as they sent shivers throughout him.  Only Sam had ever had this effect on him and
he had felt the intense pleasure as she had let her hand slide along his jeans, flicking the button free allowing her small hand to slide down into the now tightened trousers.

It had been so long, so long since they had made love, and with a low shaky moan he had pulled back from her standing to rid himself of the rest of his clothes, Samantha’s eyes trailing over his body, the need in her eyes spurring him on as he had lain beside her again.  Pulling her closer he had kissed her feeling her tremble gently in his arms, her hand moving to encircle the hardness of him as he had given out a small masculine growl, his fingers moving between her legs.

Sam was on fire.  Three months of holding back from the ever present desire for her husband had taken its toll, and now she had held him, wanting this so badly.  She needed him, needed to feel him
posses
s
her
,
to feel his body against hers.  As he had raised himself over her she had welcomed him,  holding her breath with an expectancy feeling his hardness on her, confused as he had pulled back slightly, his voice hoarse and tremulous so full of the same need.

“I don’t want to hurt you Sam
...or our baby
”
.

Her eyes
had flown
up to hold his
, his choice of words sending strange sensations through every part of her.  Wordlessly she had pushed him onto his
back;
straddling him feeling as his hands had moved to hold her hips as she gently lowered herself onto him, both of them shuddering as their bodies had fused together.

She had watched as his head had fallen back as she had controlled their love making his fingers digging deeper into her flesh as the two had lost themselves in the primal desires that filled them,
Dante’s
hips moving harder against her as she had pushed down faster and harder onto him.  Feeling the heat from
her
belly rising her head had fallen back as she had cried out, her climax so wonderful, her head spinning with the intensity of it, not aware as she had cried out his name just as he too had found release.