Sigh, none of the General Hospital characters belong to me, cause if they did!

Finding Love's Heart

Chapter 1: I Have Always Loved You

"Did he force you, Maxie?" His eyes were ice cold lasers piercing her and delving into her very core, her actual soul though there were those who said she didn't have one to begin with. If those doubters could just see her now, standing before Jason Morgan, spiritually nude, they would see how wrong they were.

Maxie unconsciously bit down on her bottom lip with her milk white teeth. It was a nonverbal nervous mannerism which further illustrated her distress as she found herself in such a perilous situation. Jason was mesmerized by her ruby red lips, by her flickering eyelashes, by the sudden unexpected urge he fought against to wrap his arms around her and vow that she was safe, that this creep, this Franco would never come near her again.

"Did he?" He asked again, his voice a rough gravelly growl full of fear. "Maxie answer me!" He tipped her chin up and looked deep into her stormy eyes filled with tears of shame and degradation. "So help me, I'll kill him!"

"No," Maxie whispered swallowing over the lump in her throat as she saw the heat of Jason's concern flowing lava like toward her from his expressive eyes and felt it through the touch of his hot and trembling fingers on her pale, cold skin. "He…didn't force me though I didn't know what he was doing at first and then when I found out…" Now Jason didn't need to hold her head up, she tilted it up of her own accord, the tears in her eyes drying, "I was furious with him, told him what a dirty trick that was to play on someone and he said he was sorry. Now, he's spreading this picture of me around, I don't think so!"

Jason just looked at her in admiration, her eyes flashed and there were two red spots high on each exquisite cheekbone indicating the degree of her wrath, her indignation at being so ill used. "Maxie, Maxie," he soothed her as he stepped impossibly closer his arms coming up and wrapping tenderly around her. "You don't need to worry about a single thing. I'll take care of him for you." He bent his head and looked down at her lovely face, "You trust me don't you?" His voice was smoky and smooth with undercurrents of something indefinably lustful.

She nodded, her voice squeakier than usual as she replied, "I trust you Jason."

It wasn't something planned, it just happened. His lips, her lips they were fusing together in a perfect blend of need, fulfillment and matching shapes. She tasted of peppermint lip gloss and he of coffee and toothpaste. His tongue slickly insistent slipped between her welcoming lips finding a place where everything was warm and silky and infinitely arousing.

"Jason," she groaned as she felt her stomach flip flop, "I want you so badly."

He gently nipped at her bottom lip, his teeth copying the earlier behavior of her own pearly white ones, "You've got me baby, anytime, anywhere." His voice was husky with arousal and he knew she could feel his engorged member pressing against her down there.

The door to the penthouse suddenly burst open, "Stone Cold the Jackal and Fair Samantha have once more returned to convene the super secret anti-Franco league of derring doers…" Spinelli's eyes were round and disbelieving as he caught sight of his roommate and almost but not quite spouse entwined in one another's arms and erotically kissing. "Ma..xi…mista…Sto…ne…Co..ld?" He stammered the names of the two most important people in his world, "What is the meaning of this most rank betrayal."

Jason grunted in frustration, one hand cupping Maxie's tender bud of a breast as he glared angrily at the two intruders. Sam's mouth hung open slackly as she stared stunned at her best friend and her lover caught in a compromising position. "What does it look like, Spinelli?" He sighed at his ex-best friend and soon to be evicted roommate. "I am in love with Maxie, have been for a long time I guess. Yet, out of friendship for you, I did what I always do, I denied myself. Well, that's over starting now. She's way too much woman for you to handle and it's about time you accepted that. I refuse to miss out on another minute of feeling this satiny skin, this supple body," he tweaked her nipple and Maxie moaned with pleasure, "Or these long legs wrapped around my hips where they belong."

"Jason!" Sam had finally found her voice and the single word in her buzz saw voice grated on his nerves. "How could you?"

"Oh, want a demonstration, Sam?" Jason grinned wolfishly as he bent Maxie back, she yielded, pliant to his touch, he wasn't sure she was even aware of the two intruders. Her eyes were glazed and she had reached a hand down in between his legs where she was tugging at his zipper trying to free the pulsing rod of pleasure contained within. "This is how a real woman turns me on, Sam."

He pressed his lips to the endless ivory column of Maxie's neck, sucking at the juncture between the collar bone and neck, deliberately marking her as his, all his. Then he proceeded to kiss and lick and nuzzle his way up until he reached her sculpted jaw line which he nipped sharply sending shudders of ecstasy rippling through her yielding form.

"Jason," she mumbled, her fingers fumbling bonelessly, desperately at his waistline, "I need you inside me right now."

Jason looked up at the doorway, it was empty. Now, it was just the two of them as it should have been long before today. He picked Maxie up as though she was made of air and in one fluid motion carried her over to the door. He kicked it shut and looked down at her sky blue eyes swirling with desire.

"You know," he spoke softly but was in deadly earnest, "You're not going to be able to walk tomorrow by the time I get through with you."

Maxie smiled dreamily, "Promises, promises…Less talk and more action, buster." Jason laughed as he started up the stairs with his beloved in his arms. Nothing had ever felt this right before.

So, this is the first chapter, there's another longer one yet to come! Let me know what you think so far. It's so fun to get reviews!