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Chapter Ten
JMPOV
He couldn't even begin to explain what happened or what went on. The moments leading up to his unconscious state was perplexing to say the least, but his dreams, those both disturbed and brought him a lightness he didn't remember ever feeling.
There was a brief moment of wonder, thinking perhaps he had lost his mind. In real life, you didn't have weird guardian angels, you couldn't pop from place to place and you especially couldn't watch things going on while being invisible. Of course, there wasn't supposed to be people or a woman in this instance who was able to mess with your life on a cosmic level and yet, it had all been done. The extent of it, he still couldn't fathom.
He had awoken in his penthouse suite. Sure, the builders had thought him crazy for demanding a living area above his business, but he was single and had no desire to change that, so living so close to where he worked, worked for him.
What was real though, that is what he wanted to know. According to what little he had been able to discern from Spinelli, something wasn't right in his world. However, Spinelli wouldn't say how he could fix it all. It was frustrating and headache-inducing.
He had thought his life and work was going well, he had thought this was his reality; could he have possibly been so wrong?
Whatever or wherever the answers lie, he wasn't sure but something deep, deep inside of himself said, one Elizabeth Webber might possibly have some kind of answers. There wasn't any logical reason for that, it just was or maybe he hoped it was.
She had quickly become, maybe not important but an enigma, someone he wanted to know better and he REALLY wanted to see where all this sexual chemistry could go. He was a man, you couldn't fault him for thinking with his little head, not when things that happened between the two, seemed to jump from tame to epically orgasmic in 0.5 seconds.
Frustrated that there was no clear path, Jason began to pace. First making a circuit around his home and then from his room to his front door. He made five laps before he finally just stood and stared at the damn door.
It took him twenty-five minutes before he had reached his threshold and yanked the door, almost from its hinges before stomping into the elevator.
He paced the small confines, alternating threatening and cussing the contraptions audacity at being so slow and not offering up life's most absolute truths.
Yes, he could admit, he was being ridiculous but it didn't stop his erratic behavior or irrational thoughts.
When the ding finally sounded and the door began to open, Jason had worked himself into such an emotional frenzy, people he had called friends for the last few years, avoided him, acted like he was infected with the plague or had some flesh-eating disease.
"Get back to work, this is a place of business and I expect you all to maintain a professional attitude while you are here!" Jason exclaimed while he strode past.
As an afterthought, he added, "There will be a meeting in three hours, get everyone who needs to be there, there, my time is valuable and I can't waste another second."
Jason saw Johnny and Francis exchanging loaded looks but dismissed them before continuing into his office.
His office, that wasn't empty like he was expecting. What the hell was going on here and why was 'SHE' here?
All this crazy shit started to happen when 'SHE' kissed him, maybe it started before that. Maybe it started the day she had darkened his doorstep and applied for a job and like a fool, he'd hired her.
"What the hell are you two doing in here?" Jason barked at the two women.
"Just dropping of that spreadsheet and other documents that you requested sir and making sure the newest portfolio was where it needed to be." Aviva replied before rushing out of the door.
He somewhat nodded his head, but his icy gaze settled on Elizabeth, he even managed to maintain it.
"What are you doing here? Haven't you done enough?"
"Jason?"
"Don't Jason me, you are in my office and have no need to be. I think you need to leave, I don't have time for this nonsense nor an inclination to deal with, whatever this is supposed to be."
"Fuck you, you pompous ass! I don't know what crawled up your ass but you need to have it surgically removed ASAP. I don't think, actually I know, I don't want to deal with you and your issues, which I am sure there are many. I've seen things and done things that…"
"I don't rightly care, besides…"
He heard the pop and a swoosh but in the second it took to register the sounds, he found himself holding the petite brunette. She both infuriated him and caused his blood to boil with desire.
Spinelli, was all Jason thought before his lips, seemingly of their own accord descend to hers.
He saw the glint of anger flicker in her eyes but she too looked unable to stop what was happening.
When they pulled away from the kiss, they were breathing heavily.
"Why?"
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EWPOV
"Why? Why what? Exactly, what do you want to know?"
"I…don't…know."
She contemplated answering, whatever answer she could really give though, she knew would be inadequate, she didn't have answers, hell, she didn't even know what this was, but the one thing she did know, she knew the emotions and feelings he evoked in her were real.
Going on feeling and ignoring her mind, especially after the way he made an ass out of himself, she would have been more likely to knock him on his ass than anything else, nonetheless, she moved in closer, capturing his lips with hers.
She devoured him. Her lips and tongue erotically touched, kissed and caressed every erogenous zone he had on him.
Her relentless perusal left him weak kneed and so close to his orgasm, his every nerve must have felt electrified, she was sure of it.
Going back to his lips, she lost herself in the moment. This was lust and something else, something she couldn't name, but wanted to desperately.
Unable to quell her desire, perhaps unwilling was a more appropriate term, she slowly began to unfasten the buttons on his shirt. With methodical care, she opened each one and placed open mouthed kisses and nips to the bared skin.
She felt his hand rise to her throat, but unwilling to give up control, she grasped his wrist with one hand and used the other to bring his hand closer. Going on instinct, she slipped his middle finger past her lips, letting her tongue stroke the long digit as she applied a slight pressure.
When she almost slipped his finger from her mouth, she began to place light nibbles to the pad of his finger, while lightly sucking. Her eyes held his transfixed. She could see his want, his desire, could feel it as his body moved closer to hers.
Her own need was steadily climbing, her thighs rubbing together and the tightness of her jeans pressing against her clit when she moved just right was the only relief she was able to obtain. 'Soon' she promised herself.
When neither of them could take her teasing any longer, she gently pulled his finger from her lips with a pop, the look in her eyes, promising that wasn't the only thing she planned to enjoy.
"Eliza…"
"Hush, just feel, feel me; feel what we will be together." She couldn't explain the why or the how; she simply knew this moment was pivotal, possibly life altering and if they stopped…
With nimble fingers and a sense of urgency, she undid the button and then the zipper on his pants. She tried to shove them off his hips, but his straining erection held them in place.
Dropping to her knees, she spared a quick glance up, trying to gauge his wants, but his head was thrown back and his eyes were closed.
Carefully easing his pants and briefs over his erection, she placed an open mouthed kiss to his engorged cock. Not satisfied with such a meager taste, she pushed his pants and briefs further down his legs with one hand and held him firmly with the other.
When his beautiful cock was unfettered, she took a moment to bask in the sight. He was long and thick; his head was beautifully shaped and practically begged for her lips to surround it.
So, she did just that. What started as an interest quickly became raging desire. He tasted like sunlight and sunsets, like warm rainy days and nights spent by the fire. She pulled him quickly from her mouth, needing more, all of it, now, no more waiting, there was no time.
"Kick your clothes off Jason, now!"
While voicing her demand, she quickly removed her own clothes, even those few short moments, took too long in her opinion. When his last article of clothing hit the floor, Elizabeth climbed him like a ladder.
Holding herself tightly to him with one arm, she used the other to grasp his dick and direct it where she needed it the most.
His whole body trembled when she slid the head across her dripping slit. She let go when the head of his dick slipped inside her. Right where it was the last time they were interrupted.
Not giving anyone the chance to interrupt this time, she impaled herself as deeply as she could.
They both moaned from the sensation. Elizabeth would have ruined the moment if she hadn't moved with cat-like reflexes. She managed to get her other arm around his neck to join the other and then held firmly around his waist with her thighs.
Not wanting to give either of them a moment to think about what they were doing, she used her inner muscles to massage him. She felt it, it was enough, one moment they were standing in the middle of the room and the next he had her against the door and thrusting into her, like his life depended on it.
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JMPOV
'Fuck!'
His thoughts were barely making an appearance beyond, 'in and out', 'harder and faster'.
After everything that she had done to him, he was on the brink and had been for quite some time. This wasn't going to be slow. No, this was going to be hard-core fucking with absolute pleasure at its pinnacle. That pinnacle wasn't far off for him, which was about the only other thing he was sure of.
Needing her to reach the same heights, he slipped his hand between their bodies. Finding her blood engorged clit with his thumb and index finger; he strummed it in time to his thrusts.
When her moans grew louder and her body's rhythmic pounding against the door reached obscene heights, Jason lowered his lips to hers and kissed her with every ounce of talent he had.
His tongue joined with her, mimicking the acts their lower bodies were enacting.
Being so close to his orgasm for so long, he couldn't wait any longer. He thrummed her clit once more and then pinched it. Her center first fluttered and then contracted with such force, his orgasm was pulled from him, with almost violent force.
"Fuck!YES!" They shouted together, each pulling away from the others lips to gasp in, much needed air.
Their combine orgasm seemed to be feeding off of each other's. As he spurted, she'd contract, which then caused him to cum more and thus caused her own orgasm to extend.
Jason's hips continued to thrust, unwilling to stop the amazing feelings. Just as their orgasms were beginning to calm down, Elizabeth peaked again and pulled him with her once more.
His legs unable to hold them up any longer, they tumbled to the carpeted floor.
The strength of their last orgasm, briefly robbing them of consciousness, but before they succumbed, one thought flared brightly…
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