Sexy, Can I?

Part Three

Last week in October 2007

Claudia steps off the elevator at The Metro Court and her eyes search the room for Dara Jensen. She needs a lawyer on retainer for the inevitable day when she gets pulled into the PCPD just for being Anthony Zacchara's daughter. There's no way in hell she will use her one phone call to call that pervert Trevor Lansing. She'd rather rot behind bars till menopause.

She found herself a female lawyer because she doesn't trust very many men. Only Uncle Rudy and John. All the rest she considers either out to destroy her in some way- the hitman who have tried to kill her in Milan, the other mobsters who think they can steam roll over her cause she's a just a girl, and all the men who are sexual deviants...she has the bad luck to bump into them way too often.

Or, if they don't want to destroy her, they are just good for a quick screw and then she moves on.

She had a voracious sexual appetite, and a dislike for long term relationships, so she's always on the prowl for a new man to be her lover. Six months tops is all she can stand with even the best of them. Most never make it that long.

Her eyes land on Jason Morgan, who is sitting at the hotel bar, and she thinks He could have been a contender.

But the way he was rude to her earlier left a bad taste in her mouth. Hell with him, she thinks. Giving him a cold stare she goes and joins Dara at her table.

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Jason does not let his eyes wander from Claudia after spotting her by the elevator. Business wise, its smart to not turn his back on his enemy...he might end up with a bullet in him...but its not really business interests that keep his eyes locked on her. She just looks too hot for him to think about looking away.

Its not like he has not known hot chicks before. Hell, he's been in love with and loved by more than one beautiful woman. But Claudia isn't just beautiful. She's also deadly. She might even want to kill him. It makes the idea of sleeping with her that much hotter.

What would she'd do ...if I passed her a hotel key card? he wonders, not really planning to go through with it but it's an idea, that's for sure.

Before she walks away from the elevator, Claudia's eyes meet his and fill with ice cold anger.

She looks even hotter when she's pissed off, Jason thinks to himself, Does this chick have a bad look?

He ain't seen one yet.

Jason grabs his beer and takes another swig, while he watches Claudia talk to Dara Jensen.

Knock. Knock.

Jason opens the door, wearing jeans but no shirt. He's holding a bottle of beer in his hand. Their eyes meet as she walks inside.

The look she gives him is pure fire. This chick is not nervous to be here. She's ready for this...for him...for anything, everything. He grows hard as he realizes he probably won't even have to make small talk with her.

Claudia grabs the beer bottle out of his hand, taking a swig, then a disgusted expression quickly passes over her face. "Switch to bourbon. Its what grown ups drink."

"You want bourbon. There's the phone. Call room service."

She starts to shrugs out of her coat. He walks closer to her and helps her take it off, tossing it aside, but staying right behind her. Her skin smells like vanilla and cigarettes. Sinful, innocent.

Jason places both his hands on her arms, pressing himself close to her, he lets her feel proof of how bad he wants her. "You didn't spend much time thinking about coming up here."

He had left the key on her table, came to this room, opened a beer, peeled off his shirt, threw some condoms on the bedside table and then she was at the door.

"When I want something," Claudia says "I don't think about it..." She spins around and takes hold of his face. "I just take it."

Her lips collide with his. She's so much softer than he imagined. For some reason he thought she'd kiss him roughly- bite and suck right away, demand he keep pace with her, try to run the show- but she doesn't. The first kiss is quick and intense, then she pulls back a little and looks in his eyes. Hers dart back and forth...he wonders what kind of secrets she's keeping in that pretty head of hers. A second later, she's back to kissing him again...slowly she makes love to his mouth.

Claudia's fingers grab the waistband of his jeans, tugging him even closer, before she pulls back. "No promises."

"You won't hear me make any."

"Good."

After that everything happens fast. Jason dips his head and devours her lips, nibbling on the bottom one. Then he kisses her deeply, lifting her off her feet, so she can wrap her legs around his back. He takes the few steps over to the bed and sets her down on it. She looks up at him, wearing that sexy red dress that he's completely in love with, and smirks "Don't be gentle."

"No problem."

He fucks her while she leaves her red heels on.

"Jase?"

He snaps out of his fantasy when he hears Carly voice behind him. Her catching him is all the cold water he needs. He shouldn't be thinking about Claudia anyway.

Hell, life was so much simpler back when he couldn't imagine anything that wasn't real. He couldn't fantasy then. He couldn't ache for what he would never have.

He'd be better off if he had never redeveloped the ability to dream, to see images that had never been or would never be, to feel what it was like to be with someone he would never be with in reality.

Jason turns his head to look at Carly. "Hey."

Her eyes move to Claudia. He realizes he was staring at her, pretending to be keeping an eye on a mob rival for his job, and Carly had noticed. He tells her "That's Claudia Zacchara. She just moved back home."

"You think she's here to make trouble for us?"

"I won't let her. Don't worry about it."

He would do whatever it took to keep all the Zacchara's from messing with anyone Jason cares about. They mess with the Corinthos territory or Jason's family and he will be the bad day they never see coming. But it is only Claudia that presents a threat back to him.

A threat to his sanity if he can't stop imagining her naked.

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Claudia actually lets out a sigh when Jason finally stops staring at her. She tried to ignore how his eyes were stuck on her, as she talked to Dara, but there was not a second that passed when she didn't feel like Jason was actually touching her skin, rather than looking at her from across the room.

I can't let him get to me, she tells herself, He's attractive, yeah. But I've banged my share of attractive men before. He ain't special.

Still Jason Morgan was rapidly taking over her thoughts. All day today she found herself pissed off that he hadn't even tried to listen to her business proposal. He messed up big time by not seeing it would be his good fortune to avoid a mob war and team up with her.

They could make one bad ass team. It would be too damn hot for words to kiss him...all that deadly and dangerous muscle pressed close to her. To get rich, happy and keep the blood from flowing in the streets all at the same time. What was not to like about that idea?

He'll change his mind soon. See reason. Claudia will give him no choice.

I'll make a deal with him about those damn docks if it's the last thing I do, she thinks, and my reward to myself afterwards will be one night spent screwing his brains out...if he drops the bad attitude...He's hot enough to make me almost not care if he's a little bit of an asshole...almost. I bet if I offered him me...that would be one deal he wouldn't have to think twice about taking.

Dara says "I'll change you quadruple if I have to get out of bed after midnight, just so you know. I have a husband and kids...I'm only representing you because the economy has tanked my private practice. I've never enjoyed dealing with the organized crime element in this city but every person deserves the best lawyer they can get, and I've been the best since before Alexis Davis, Diane Miller or Ric Lansing ever even heardof Port Charles."

"What about Trevors? You better than him, too?"

"I'm sorry. Who?"

"Trevor Lansing, my father's attorney since I was a little girl."

"I've gone against him several times in the last few months, in civil matters. He was trying to dispute a bill your father owed a construction company. He lost. Had to pay my fees too."

"Good. Make sure he loses every time and we'll get along just fine."

Claudia notices that Jason has stopped talking to Carly Jacks, who she researched when she looked into the Corinthos organization, and now Jason is looking at her again. Carly wanders over to speak to a tall blonde man that Claudia knows is her husband. She's gone over her file on all of them, front to back. She knows more than they could imagine.

Her eyes lock in on Jason's. Dara looks over her shoulder and sees him. "Do you know Mr. Morgan?"

"Met him once. Hey, tell me something, would you? What's your read on him?"

"He's the most dangerous man in this city."

Really? Claudia thinks Well, the most dangerous woman has just shown up...he better make room for me.

Ten minutes later, her meeting with Dara ends and Claudia heads to the elevator. She steps on and when she turns around, she sees Jason Morgan is crossing the room and headed straight for her. The doors start to close. She lets them.

At the last minute, his hand slides out and stops them, then Jason steps onto the elevator. He looks at her but doesn't say a word.

The intense way he looks at her, as he comes toward her, causes her to step back. Just when she hits the wall, Jason's mouth crashes into Claudia's. Both his hands close around her wrists and force her arms above her head. The kisses he gives her leave no room for questions about what he wants...her...and when he wants it...now.

Her body immediately reacts to the sensual, open mouth kisses he is giving her, as she becomes wet, at the same time a tingling sensation shoots through every part of her. His hand moves up to massage her breast through the material of her dress. He's doesn't start off gentle...she's glad about that. He twists the already rock hard pebble of her nipple, causing her to moan into his mouth.

Jason breaks their kiss and Claudia could kill him. She doesn't want to stop for even one second.

He steps back a little, and glances up. She spots a camera.

Grabbing a fist full of his black t-shirt she drags him back to her, kissing him hard and fast, as her arms wound around his neck.

Ding.

The doors open.

They break apart and look into the hall but no one is there. Claudia goes to press the close doors and stop buttons, but Jason says "Lets get a room."

He points up at the camera. She presses the buttons and says "Lets not."

Then she pushes him up against the wall. Claudia is in charge here. She'll take what she wants. Make him her slave. He will beg for mercy before she is through. Anyone who needs to get to a different floor in this hotel better take the stairs cause this elevator will be stuck between floors for a while.

She likes it fast. But once is never enough.

Claudia looks at Jason, who stands next to her in the elevator, and refuses to say a word to him. She'll just go and get something he wants...another dock, a warehouse, a pier, a permit inspector in her back pocket...and then she'll make him another offer.

He better be smart enough to take it. For all their sake. She thinks Sonny is a loose cannon. Her father is a candidate for a lobotomy. She has to be the one to protect Johnny. Once she is sure a truce is in place, and that she can run her illegal drugs through Port Charles unchallenged- thereby insuring she doesn't need her Daddy's money- then and only then will she think about forgiving Jason his rudeness...and making him her nextpart-time lover.

Cause Claudia ain't looking for no full time thing.