Warning the honeymoon is continued and is very NC-17. Please, please, please I would appreciate any and all feedback.
Not my characters just writing them the way GH should have.
As always Thanks Charm.
Chapter 27
"Where the hell is Jason Morgan?" The caller demanded angrily.
Anthony Zacchara bristled at the caller's tone. "I don't believe it is my day to watch him. So I have no idea."
"We had a deal, I gave you his weakness and you promised to leave Jason to me." The voice angrily spat.
The Don's hackles rose. That anyone would dare question him or speak to him with such disrespect prickled him.
His voice lowered, filled with menace, "Then I guess you should have done a better job of keep track of him. I kept up my end and left Morgan alone. If things aren't working out the way you planed that's not my problem."
"But...I need-"
"What, YOU NEED!" The psychopath screamed, spittle spewed from his mouth as he spoke, coating the phone. "I don't give a damn about your needs. You better remember who you're talking to right now, before I forget that you've been useful up to this point."
"I'm sorry Mr. Za-" the caller tried to back pedal, but was cut off.
"Enough, I no longer have any use for you, so if you know what's good for you, you'll stay clear of me." The mobster warned sharply and disconnected the call.
The best Cody could figure was Anthony had thrown the phone at the wall. He listened to Anthony ranting about the idiots he was forced to work with. Being stuck in 'this God forsaken prison courtesy of Jason Morgan' came up too but it didn't seen to be directed at the caller.
The special-ops-trained-soldier turned mobster kept hoping the Don would name some of the imbeciles he was currently raving about. As the device planted in the man's shoe's only allowed for them to hear his side of the conversation.
They had tried to isolate the phone he used to plant a bug. But the old man was careful, and had a hand full of guards on his payroll to provided him with prepaid disposables. It was impossible to know which guard had the right phone the old man might use for any particular phone call.
As the demented don's anger lost steam, Cody felt comfortable leaving the monitoring system on record. He went in search of Francis to inform him of this latest development.
No way in hell was the mob lieutenant calling Jason about anything tonight. Cody liked his life and wasn't willing to risk it by interrupting the bosses wedding night. The guard felt sure he had narrowly missed a pounding earlier this week when he had unknowingly interrupted the two lovers.
Rolling them over keeping their bodies locked tightly together, Jason mummered "I love you Mrs. Morgan." Sighing reverently pressing a soft kiss to her lips, and added "Always and forever."
His wife was currently sprawled across him, her body warm and limp. He ran his fingers lightly up the curve of her spine and sifted them through her hair drawing it away from her face. Jason kept remembering the way she'd taken control of him. He was stunned at the brinks she brought him to. With her, he'd utterly lost control.
Her dreamy thoughts followed his fingers painting the line of her spine, "Mmm" she moaned, "I love you too Mr. Morgan."
Lifting her chin with his forefinger, Jason captured her lips in a bottomless kiss filled with the immense feelings of love that continued to swamp him.
His wife Jason thought joyously Elizabeth Morgan his wife.
Tasting her salty sweet tears, Jason pulled back slightly capturing her dark blue eyes, "Ar... Are you all right... did I hur... Elizabeth."
He groaned chastising himself for his loss of control. He knew he had been too rough, but he had been so lost in her he couldn't hold himself back. He wanted to say it was her own fault for teasing him like that, but he couldn't really blame her for his own limited restraint when it came to her.
Stroking his face tenderly she replied, "I'm better than all right, wonderful in fact. I love you so much Jason, your amazing, what you did for me tonight. All of it was perfect, everything I've ever dreamed for us and so much more. "
Overcome with relief and joy, Jason seized her mouth again, his hands buried in her tousled locks holding her in place, consuming her. "Your the amazing one," he replied reverently against her lips, "your perfect in fact." At the negative shake of her head, he added "Your perfect for me." He kissed her hard once again to keep her from arguing with him any further.
Needing to catch her breath. Elizabeth scooted up straddling his hips, giving Jason a very pleasant view of her slender torso and firm round breasts. Drawing her hand down his rippled chest she absently detoured here and there to outline the chiseled muscles. With just the delicate touch, Elizabeth noticed his skin dimple and his nipples contract in response.
Her eyes widened at feel his body hardening insider hers, and was both startled, and very pleased by the development. Teasingly she quirked, "Wow, Mr. Morgan that's quite a recovery time you've got there." Enjoying the feel of him, she shifted her hips slightly her inner walls gripping him with the movement. Huskily she added, "I'm impressed."
Determined to not let her have the upper hand again, Jason blocked out the feel of her wet channel squeezing him so gently, so greedily. Firmly cupping the perfect globes of her ass he pushed her down hard as he thrust up.
"Jason." she gasped out his name at the abrupt movement bracing her hands on his chest. Their bodes trembling with their small movements.
He smiled, as heat flashed in her eyes. "I can't help it, that's the effect you have on me," he said gruffly, shifting his hands to stroke the inside of her thighs with his thumbs. Sending spikes of electricity to her mound causing a shiver to run up her body.
Elizabeth flushed, she had never really thought of herself as being sexy. Pretty yes, even beautiful sometimes, especially when Jason looked at her like she was everything. But she had never thought of herself as someone who could drive men wild with uncontrollable lust. The mere thought of Jason being so turned on by her, sent blood to her center and the tips of her breasts.
"It's true," Jason added. "There were times tonight that I thought I would implode. I was so hot for you." His hands fingered the frilly little garters encompassing her thighs. "Especially when I got a load of you that sexy little get up you had on." His finger pulled at the pretty elastic bands, released them letting them snap back into place with a soft pop.
Elizabeth's squeak turned into a husky groan. The small sting sending shivers up her spine. Her back arched and her hips automatically rocked forward with the shimmering waves.
His breathing thickened as Jason relished the way her body responded to him. All she was doing was enjoying his touch but that was enough to challeng his tenuous control.
God he was one lucky man he thought savoring the knowledge again that Elizabeth was finally his wife.
Jason bucked his hips up into her delicious movements . His hands gripping her thighs pushing her down hard against him, and holding her in place.
Stilling them, and grinned smugly at her low murmur of frustration. It was her turn to learn about sweet torture from his hands. And tongue. And teeth.
Toying lightly with the frilly blue garters again, his roguish eyes meet her heated gaze.
"These, I'm a big fan of," he watched her eyes flair wide as his fingers raked over her silk clad legs from her calves all the way up her hips and back down. "I especially like the way they frame-"
"Jason!" Elizabeth's blush deepened and lightly slapped her hand against his chest.
His laughter filled the room, "God, I love it when you get all flustered." Launching up he pulled her against him and covered her lips in a bruising kiss that made her head spin.
Turnabout was going to be fun he thought as he grabbed her hands. Suddenly he flipped their positions, and knelt between her legs. Her moans of disappointment mingled with his own groans as his body left hers.
"Jason," she gasped as he pinned her arms over her head leaning into the pillow cradling her wrists. Jason's long arm allowed him the length to hold her there and place his mouth on her bare breasts. She writhed under him urgeing him to seek out her rosy nipple and hold it in his teeth. He pulled a little taking the weight of her full breast with him. Each tease, each successful caress coaxed more expressions of pleasure from her.
Switching from breast to breast, alternating his rough hands with his hot mouth Jason marveled at how hard, and swollen she became under his ministrations. Feeling his control slipping again, Jason had stopped to regain some ground.
A gasp of displeasure tumbled from her throat. "Don't stop," she moaned, her back arching to seek out his touch again. "Please," she begged.
Jason absorbed the sound of her plea's but ignored them. Sitting back, kneeling between her legs, Jason wrapping his hand around her ankle placeing her foot squarely in the middle of his chest. Lightly he began kneading the muscles of her calf running his very talented fingers up to the back of her knee. "Do your remember when Emily married Nic-"
"What?" she was somewhere else.
"You caught the bouquet…" his hand roamed under her thigh smoothing her flesh as he traveled toward her center.
"I.. I.. ahh, caught the bouquet, and you-" she groaned huskily as Jason just missed touching her swollen folds, working his way back down her leg again.
"I caught the garter." His hands cupped her foot now, and squeezed as his thumbs stroked into the arch. He grinned at his wife's mix of enjoyment and frustration.
"I'm not really one to believe in superstitions or traditions," He continued, "but I remember thinking that this one time, I'd hoped would be true."
"Jason," lifting herself up on her elbows, caught off guard by the sweetness in his voice. Her eyes misted with emotion.
"Even though I knew you all were disappointed, I was glad it was me." Jason's fingers teased at the seam of her stocking, stunning her inner thigh with bolts of electricity. "I even wanted Emily to insist that I dance with you. I wanted to hold you so much. My God you were beautiful in that red dress."
Trying to stay with him but utterly loosing control to his ministrations Elizabeth managed to utter, "I I I w-wasn't disss ahhhh disappointed, ummm, Oh!" She gasped out as Jason's mouth joined his hands biting at her inner thigh. "I... wa... was gl.. glad... you caught it... too." She panted out. Her breath hitched as she involuntarily lifted her hip closer to where his mouth should be.
Elizabeth felt his smile against the tender flesh of her inner thigh. "Really?" He breathed, his hot breath blowing into the dark curls covering her overly sensitive mound.
"J a s o n," she groaned her irritation, striking her clenched fist against the bed, as he retreated back down her thigh.
"I guess we were too impatient to be alone and skipped that little tradition tonight at our reception. I should take care of that little chore now." He smiled wickedly as he caught the lace between his teeth a dragged the garter slowly down her leg and off, his hands trailing behind removing the stocking with it.
Elizabeth's mind went blank, her body trembled and her limbs went limp as she collapse down onto the soft mattress. She felt him repeat the process with her other leg. Felt him spread her legs wide, felt his mouth clamp down on her. She erupted screaming out his name. Her hands fisted into the twisted sheets as her body bowed up and writhed again him. But he gripped her hips tighter and continued to destroy her with his lips, teeth, and tongue.
She could feel the heat rolling through her again, building up and pumping wildly insider her, she erupted once again. This time he left her shattered. And still he wouldn't stop.
Jason pressed his fingers into her core. The slick, hot, velvety muscles clamping so hard around them he could barely move. He groaned against her heated flesh. His body clamored to be inside her. His mouth blazed a path up her torso latching onto the aching peak of her breast as his fingers continued to work their magic insider her.
She whimpered his name hoarsely. This time, as she felt his mouth on her unbearably full breast, her heart started beating erratically beneath his lips. In a moment she went from aching for him to fearing the pleasure would send her straight over the edged to insanity, "I... I ca... can't take, any more.."
"Mmmm" he breathed against her, "Yes you can." she sobbed out his name again as she felt the vibrations radiate through her.
"Look at me, honey I want to see your incredible eyes. Again." He demanded and pleaded all at once. Jason watched as the helpless pleasure raced over her face.
His thumb pressed hard against her clit as his fingers drove into her. His other hand stroked over impossibly sensitive nipple, and he watched as her breath came faster through her lips. His own erection painful with the need to be insider her, as if her orgasms were feeding his powerful cock.
His mouth covered her other breast, his tongue lashing over the hard peak. And he watched as she bowed up again. In a trembling arch she burst again, shuddering, her hands limp against the sheets. Before she had time to absorb it, her husband slid up her body, and drove himself into her. She cried out at the incredible sensation of him slicing through her as he plunged deep.
Elizabeth's eyes flared with his first thrust. Her hands flew up to scrape the flesh of his back and then higher to grip his massive shoulders. Holding on, she followed his body as it moved up and down like a giant piston.
"Oh God," she cried and pulled him down until his mouth was on hers. "Jason."
His body quivered and his control snapped. Caught up in his own madness he ravished her. Plunging as deep as possible, he felt her body begin to gather around him again. Somewhere in a tiny corner of his mind, Jason was laughing at himself. His wife won again, his control evaporated like the puff of smoke it really was. He belonged to Elizabeth as he had no other.
"With me.." Jason grimaced, trying to hold on. He took her hands, linking their fingers tight. Begging, "Elizabeth, come with me." Their eyes locked and made another bond just as strong and fierce as Jason continued to drive them up and over the edge.
