Chapter 4

Jason's Penthouse

Elizabeth wakes in Jason's bed – alone. She lays there for a moment contemplating what to do. While laying there she stretches to fully wake herself. "Ow, gosh I'm so sore." She blushes, "Not that I'm complaining."

She would take waking up that sore every morning versus waking up unhappy and alone. She searches around the room for any indication of where Jason is and she spots her clothes at the end of the bed. She frowns slightly at the thought of having to get out of bed and put her clothes on. Her thoughts immediately are thrown back to what took place earlier. A smile creeps across her face. By now she is dressed in her jeans and tank top, forgoing her wool sweater. Before heading downstairs where she was certain she would find Jason, she turns and glances once more at the bed; sheets twisted, pillows shoved against the headboard, the heavy blanket hanging half off the bed, the other half in a heap on the floor. Instantly a feeling of warmth rushes across her body as she recalls how loved and safe she felt laying in Jason's arms. Longing to feel that way always.

Elizabeth heads down the stairs and finds Jason sitting at his desk talking to Bernie on the phone. Elizabeth had stopped at the landing, trying not eavesdrop, which was damn near impossible considering, well considering Jason was just a few feet from her.

"Look Bernie, I know none of us can do much today with the weather, but just keep me posted if anything comes up. No my cell phone is um, it got a little wet yesterday. No, Spinelli is staying at Maxie's, she demanded he come to her apartment yesterday. Yeah, I'll just talk to you guys in a couple of hours. Like I said, if anything comes up, just give me a call. I'm going to be here at the house all day." With that Jason had turned around to find Elizabeth at the foot of the stairs watching him. "Bye Bernie. Hey, how long have you been standing there?"

"Not long. I woke up and your weren't there, so I thought I would come see what you were up to."

Jason takes Elizabeth's hand and leads her to the couch. As they sit there, Elizabeth leans her head against the back of the couch and casually smiles at Jason. His piercing blue eyes staring in her direction. She could tell that there was something on his mind. His eyes, they weren't as relaxed as earlier. Jason smiled right back at her. She seemed so calm compared to earlier. So relaxed. He frowned at what was coming next.

"So, how did you sleep?

"Perfect, until I woke up and you weren't there."

"I uh I didn't want to disturb you. You seemed so peaceful. I know earlier you mentioned that you hadn't been sleeping very well and I didn't see any reason for the both of us to be awake. Besides, I still needed to call Bernie, I didn't get a chance to earlier, I was kind of preoccupied." They both blush at Jason's comment. Elizabeth asked if everything with Bernie was ok.

Jason sighs; "Elizabeth, you know I can't discuss business with you. The less you know the better." That was a lie and he hoped she didn't catch on.

"Jason Morgan! You have known me for years. Until recently you have never had a problem discussing business around me unless it involved," she gulped, "me." Her eyes went wide with terror. Jason didn't stand a chance to interject. "Jason, am I in danger? Are the boys in trouble? Grams, the boys are with Grams and we can't get to them.." Elizabeth began to hyperventilate with every horrible scenario her tired mind could conjure up.

Jason stops her miniature tirade before she has a meltdown right here on his couch. "Its ok. Calm down. Do you remember the attorney you saw in the police station, when Jake was missing? Seems someone was unhappy with her and she was shot on Pier 52 on Christmas Eve. Don't look at me that way, I didn't shoot her. I went to meet her to try and find out where Sam was. She wanted $10 million dollars for Sam's location. Maybe she knew her time was about up. I would have had no problem taking her life since she almost cost us our son's, but Lucky was frantic when he couldn't find Sam. Long story short, Sasha died, Spinelli figured out where Sam was, she was rescued, end of story. Anyways, Bernie and the guys and Spinelli have been keeping an eye on the Russians to see if they were going to make anymore moves against my territory. It would appear that they have pulled their operation out of Port Charles, but my guys are still vulnerable and with Sonny and the Zacchara's, I'm just trying make sure everyone is safe. So to answer your questions, no you and the boys are not in danger."

"Are you sure about that Jason? Can you honestly say that nothing is going to happen to me or the boys? I would have to imagine that by now your enemies know about us. I mean come on a little boy was kidnapped. The son of Police Detective Lucky Spencer and Elizabeth Webber, GH Nurse and girlfriend of notorious Mob Boss/Enforcer Jason Morgan. Of course it made the papers, the reporters couldn't help themselves in announcing I was your girlfriend. So it would seem that I have inherited a target on my back."

"Elizabeth, I'm sorry. I seem to say that a lot to you. If wish I could go back and change things and you and the boys would be safe."

"Don't. Don't apologize. I'm not sorry and if you could magically go back and change things, then Jake wouldn't exist and I wouldn't trade our son for anything."

"Would you feel safer if I assigned a guard detail to you and the boys? They would stay hidden of course. The boys have been through so much, I wouldn't want them to get scared."

"I would rather have you guard us. I ah I'm sorry did I just say that out loud? I'm sorry."

"Don't apologize. I would love more than anything to be with you and the boys you know that. But we have been through this. It isn't safe for you and the boys to be around me. My life nearly cost us Jake. It could have cost us both of the boys. I could have lost all three of you. Elizabeth, don't you understand, I would rather love you from an extreme distance than watch you get hurt or worse, die because of the decisions I have made.

"Jason you said it yourself – the Russians are no longer a problem. Granted that doesn't mean the danger is gone. It will never be gone. Now you want to put guards on me and the boys. Lets face it, your miserable, I'm miserable. And every time we say we can't see each other, we can't be together no contact whatsoever and look around. I'm here, your here and we are together."

"Elizabeth – this is different. You had hypothermia, we were soaking wet, we slept through a blizzard for Christ's sake."

"And what happened afterwards, was that different too." She smirked. Yea she knew that was a low blow considering she asked him to be with her. "All I'm saying is Jason – we have never been able to stay away from each other. Always reasoning with out happiness. The only possible way for us to stay away from each other is if one of us leaves Port Charles permanently. You obviously can't because of the business and your territory and this is the only home the boys and I have. Grams and Lucky are all the boys have in family. So face it, we can't escape each other."

Jason protests to all of Elizabeth's reasoning. He can't risk them getting hurt. He can't put the boys in that position again. It nearly killed him to watch Jake blow up in the Roadhouse. He won't do it again. Elizabeth asks him what earlier was about then. Saying goodbye?

"I don't understand you Jason. How can someone say good bye to something as wonderful as that was? Jason you took your time exploring my body as if it was the first time you had ever touched me. That was not the passion of a man saying goodbye."

"I told you this was going to hurt more if we were together. I warned you."

"Hey, I'm not hurting, at least not emotionally." They both blushed at that comment.

"I'm sorry."

"I'm not. Don't you get it Jason. For the first time in a long time I felt free. I didn't have the capacity to think about was going on it the outside world. You made me focus on us, on how you were loving me. When you touched my body, you ignited a passion and love so deep within I – I don't have words to describe. All I know is right now, in this moment, I am hopelessly and undoubtedly in love with you and want a life with you and the boys – publicly."

Jason tries to rationalize with Elizabeth. Explaining how much he loves Liz and the boys. As he goes to start in on why they can't be together she places her fingers to his lips to shut him up.

"Sshh. Enough of that. As I said earlier before, I just want to think about today. Right now, The two of us with no where to go and very few things to do."

With that, Elizabeth straddles Jason and begins to run her fingers through his hair all the while nibbling at his throat, his ear lobe, his jaw line. He lets out a groan.

"We can't do this. This isn't fair to either of us."

"I'm not interested in why we shouldn't be doing this. I want you and I can feel how much you want me," she grabs his growing erection, "So lets act on this." She giggles.

"Is this funny to you," Jason quickly lifts her off his lap and deposits her onto the empty couch cushion next to him. "You think this some kind of game? We can have sex and that fixes everything?" He gets up quickly, cursing that his jeans are now two sizes too small and walks over to the balcony. He looks out the window at nothing as Port Charles is covered in a perfect blanket of white. He sighs as he pinches the bridge of his nose. Elizabeth creeps up behind him, slides her hands up his arms before snaking them around his waist. She places tiny wet kisses at his shoulder.

"I'm sorry. Jason – tell me what you want – what your hopes are for the new year."

"I don't know. I've never thought about resolutions or anything like that. It didn't seem practical with my life. Uh, I would the boys to be happy, for you to be safe. For Michael to wake up and be ok. For Carly to be happy. For Sonny to sever his ties with the Zacchara's. I guess thats about it."

Elizabeth chuckles at his admission. "Have I told you how much I love you? Jason you are so generous you don't even realize it. You may be this big mob boss enforcer but you have this huge heart and you love with such strength."

"You make me feel that way I guess. What do you want?"

"I want my life to go back to some sense of normalcy, whatever that may be. I want to continue watching the boys grow up. There is one thing I want, but I'm not sure I will get it."

"What's that?"

"I want you to want to try again."

"Elizabeth,"

"I want you to fight for our family Jason. I may never be out of danger after what has happened and if that's the case, then what is stopping us. We can make this work if you just have faith in yourself. Like I do." A single tear slides down Elizabeth's cheek as she looks to Jason for some kind of response.

Jason's face hardens. "HOW MANY TIMES DO I HAVE TO SAY THIS? WE CAN'T BE TOGETHER!! I can't raise my sons. I can't have a life with you, marry you, jesus – have more children. I can't give you that life."

"Your right Jason, you have told me this over and over and over. So, tell me something different. Tell me you will fight for us. Give us a chance. I would rather have a relationship with you fail between us knowing that we at least had the guts to try. Rather than spending the rest of our lives wondering what would have happened. Your it for me Jason. I don't want anyone else. There could never be anyone else."

"If I fight for us, I won't be able to let go – ever. Even if you come to me and say its over."

She smiles. He smiles. "Guess I'll have to spend the rest of my life with you then."

Jason leans in and kisses Elizabeth. His hands traveling from her face to her messy locks. She groans in his mouth as she feels his erection growing against her. Their hands frantically searching the others body, trying to get closer to one another. She broke his kiss and ran to the phone on the desk, taking it off the hook. "No interruptions." She wiggles her eyebrow at him.

They both meet at the couch and fall into each other. They sit facing each other as Jason begins to nibble on her neck. She moans his name as he continues to set her body on fire with his touch. Wanting to be closer, Jason picks her so that she is now straddling him once again. He runs his fingers up and down her arms grabbing at the thin straps of her tank top. They fall to either side of her arms as he continues to place passionate kisses to her collar bone and chest. Elizabeth has her arms wrapped as tight as possible around Jason's neck, aching for him to be closer to her, wanting to feel his lips against her burning skin. She hisses as he bites at her nipples, he massages her breasts with the rough pad of his thumbs. She grabs at his face leaning it in her direction and fervently crashes her lips to his. Waining at the feel of his lips to hers, his tongue searching for hers. This continued until air was necessary. Both breathing so erratically. Elizabeth's lips swollen from Jason's assault. She begins to nibble on her bottom lip which causes a groan to escape Jason's mouth. Their need for one another was imminent. This was going to be quick. Jason gathers the thin material of her shirt and rips it from her tiny frame.

"I liked that shirt."

"So sue me. I can by you another one."

Elizabeth was desperate to feel his skin against hers and pulled his shirt from his body. While Jason was busy leaving marks on Elizabeth's neck, she was frantically undoing the belt of his jeans. His erection was pulsing through the thick denim of his pants, aching for release. She undid the zipper and button and her tiny hands found his throbbing length. Jason's breath caught in his chest as he felt her begin to pump his cock with her petite fingers.

"Elizabeth, baby, oh god you drive me crazy when you touch me like that. I don't want things to end like before."

Jason grabbed her hands and pulled them to her sides before picking her up off his lap. His jeans and boxers quickly in a pool on the floor. He laid her down on the couch and very delicately ran his fingertips down her stomach to where the button to her jeans rested. He slowly undid the button of her jeans, taking his time to ease her pants off her slender waist. All the while Elizabeth was writhing on the couch, begging Jason to hurry.

"Please Jason, I'm need you. Please make love to me."

Elizabeth's jeans and panties quickly joined Jason's clothes in a pile on the floor. He joined her on the couch and laid chaste kisses to her lips, her chin, and her throat. Elizabeth began to roam his body hoping he would put and end to the ache in between her thighs. She grabbed at his cock and quickly he bucked at her touch.

"Do you want it baby?"

"Yes, please Jason."

Jason grabbed both of Elizabeth's hands and pulled them together with one hand above her head. With his other head, he gently teased her wet folds with the head of his penis. He could feel Elizabeth gyrate at his erection pleading with him to enter her center. With swift movement, Jason impaled his love. Both stopping to catch their breathes and allow Elizabeth to adjust. Jason began to pump his cock into Elizabeth as hard and as deep as he could. Elizabeth could only mew and moan Jason's name with each quick thrust. Elizabeth attempted to match every thrust Jason gave her, but was losing control of her body as she could feel her walls tighten around he enormous erection. Jason could feel she was close as well but he ached to be deeper. He pulled all the way out of her and took her by the hands to stand up.

"Face the couch for me baby. Yeah, now I want you to grip the back. Put your knees on the couch. Hold on and tell me if I hurt you, ok?"

"I trust you Jason, please fu—fuck me."

With a quick thrust, Jason filled Elizabeth's pussy from behind. The ache they needed quenched was there. Being this deep within Elizabeth was causing Jason to lose focus. He could feel how hot and wet she was and her walls were almost like a vice to his dick. He began to pump into her, the only sound you could hear was the moans of ecstasy from Jason and Elizabeth and their skin slapping. He knew he was close but he wanted to hear her scream his name first. He wrapped his hand around to the front of her waist searching for her clit. He found the swollen button and began to stroke it with his thumb.

"Come on baby, scream for me. I want to hear my name escape your lips."

"Ohh, ahh. Jas-Jas. Oh god please don't stop, I'm almost there."

"OH MY GOD JASON!"

Jason and Elizabeth freeze as they turn and see Carly standing at the front door. Not exactly the person he wanted to her scream his name. Her face frozen from the site she has just walked in on. "Oh my god, I'm so sorry. Jesus, I'm sorry. I will be out in the hall." She shuts the door but Jason and Elizabeth can still hear her cursing on the other side of the door.

"Don't you ever lock the door?" Elizabeth exhaustedly asks. "Jason, I don't mean to be rude, I know Carly is outside the door, but I need you finish what you started, if you can."

Jason gives her a wicked grin before finding her clit with his thumb and begins to stroke her hot button as he furiously pounds her pussy. The anger of Carly interrupting them and the intensity that was already built up from their love making quickly sent them over the edge. Jason biting down on Elizabeth's shoulder so as not to scream. Elizabeth biting on her lip to stifle her own orgasm coursing through her body not to mention the pain from Jason biting her. She didn't mind, but could feel the blood dripping down her back They fall into each other and try to quickly compose themselves as Carly is still standing outside. Elizabeth grabs her clothes, gives Jason a quick kiss and runs up stairs to get dressed. Jason finds his boxers and jeans and slips them back on and walks to his front door. He opens the door.

"Come on in Carly."