Again very mature.

I hope you like. I just wanted to say that I had this scene outlined before the VD debacle, hopefully this will replace that memory for anyone who sat through it.

Please let me know what you think.

Chapter 28

Jason lay stretched out on top of his wife as his breathing slowed. In the long moments he gathered strength in preparation to roll them over. His mass was probably crushing her so he felt he should move as soon as he possibly could.

Feeling his muscles tighten and sensing his intention, Elizabeth wrapped her arms and legs tightly around him.

"Mmmm, don't go."

"Never," he nuzzled into her neck. "But I'm too heavy.

"Noo," she sighed lifting her chin giving him better access. "I love the way you feel, pressed against me." Framing his face with her small hands, she nibbled his mouth.

"I love it too. I don't ever want to leave this bed." He held her closer still and dropped his forehead to hers.

Jason chuckled lightly against her mouth when her stomach let out a very loud growl. "I'm sorry, I was in such a hurry to get you to the alter and then into this bed, I forgot to feed you. You must be starved."

Elizabeth peaked at him sheepishly and nodded. "I could definitely go for a cheeseburger from Kelly's."

Flashing him a bright smile she added, "I've worked up quite an appetite."

"That does sound good. But unfortunately all I can offer you is steak and salad from the Metro Court courteously of Diane.

"Yummm red meat. Sold."

Elizabeth let him go finally. Sitting on the side of the bed, Jason looked around for his jeans. He spied the tattered remains of white lace. Holding them up he grinned in satisfaction.

"I don't suppose you'll be able to wear this again."

Elizabeth giggled, "No, those are pretty much done. But all in all I think they served their purpose."

"Oh yeah, they definitely worked. I think I owe Diane a huge bonus."

Sliding on his jeans and looking around for his shirt he got distracted as his wife shyly slipped from their bed and made a dashed for the dresser.

Transfixed, his gaze followed her every movement. Swallowing hard, he carefully zipped his jeans as his body responded to her beauty and grace.

"Though I have to say, you're even more sexy now." He stated huskily, moving closer.

Captured by his heated gaze Elizabeth tried to swallow the lump forming in her throat. "I... I'm not... I mean I don't have..." flustered she gulped again thinking about all the voluptuous women from Jason's past. "I'm not full figured, like the women you see in those pin up mags." She finally sputtered out.

"No, your absolutely gorgeous with the softest most perfect skin I've ever seen or felt." His hand reached out and stroked up her arm and over her shoulder. "You breast are firm and the perfect size to fit in my hands." Once again his hands followed his words in action. "Your waist is so narrow, I can span its width with my hand, and your stomach is toned and flat. I'm astonished that our son once rested here."

"I.. I didn't mean... I mean I wasn't fishing." Her legs trembled and she braced her hand on the dresser for support.

"I know. You wouldn't. One of the things I love most about you is that you're so straightforward. You don't play games or try to manipulate people."

Elizabeth lowered her head, trying to hide her bafflement at his words.

Unwilling to allow her to hide anything from him any longer, Jason lifted her chin gently with his forefinger. "One of the things that frustrates me the most about you is that you have no clue how absolutely remarkable your are."

Elizabeth closed her eyes, overwhelmed by his words and the emotions she saw behind them. Tears slipped from beneath the lids.

"No, look at me. You can't hide anymore, I won't let you." Her gaze lock once again on his and she was ashamed for trying to run from the feelings inundating her.

"Thank you," he whispered placing a light kiss on her forehead. His hands framed her face now, his eyes boring into hers piercing her very soul. "You are the most breathtakingly beautiful woman I have ever meet in my life, both inside and out. You're everything I've ever wanted, needed or even dreamed about and I don't want you to ever doubt that. OK?"

Too choked up and stunned for words she nodded in reply. Jason's mouth swooped down and captured hers one last time before stepping back. "We should eat. I have big plans for the rest of the night and your going to need your strength."

Still dazed Elizabeth reached in the drawer and grabbed the first thing she touched. Jason groan when he recognized the silk green nighty she had worn their first morning together.

"I swear if you put on that green thing we won't be making it to dinner." He practically growled.

"What?" she looked down at the silken sheath puzzled.

"You wouldn't believe the fantasies I've been having, what I've wanted to do to you, since that first morning when you flashed me in that thing."

Elizabeth hesitated, tempted, wondering exactly what he would do if she went ahead and put it on.

Seeing her thoughts play across her face, Jason groaned. He quickly grabbed a black t-shirt from the other drawer and lowered it over her head before forgot all about his good intentions.

Elizabeth smoothed the soft cotton in place. Even swallowed up by the dark shapeless shirt she was still sexy as hell. He stepped back admiring his wife. Fighting the waves of lust pushing his blood where he didn't want it to go, Jason grabbed her hand and pulled her with him.

"Come on lets eat."

Cody waited for Francis to enter the living room of the cabin after making sure the boys were asleep.

"Well?" The older guard asked.

Understanding he wanted to know about the page he'd received earlier, Cody got straight to the point. "Anthony got a call."

Francis nodded, impressed with Cody's system. It monitored all the bugs they had planted and would page them when key words were used. They had programmed it to pick up on words and phrases such as: phone call, Jason's, Elizabeth's or the boys name's, hit, or bomb just to name a few.

"Anything important?"

Cody nodded. "From what I could gather it was the person who gave up Jake as Jason's son."

"Do you know who?"

"No, Anthony never said his name or even alluded to anything that might have given us a clue."

"Damn it. We still might be able to use the info though, since we know the time we can try and trace the call. Or we can use the list of the people who knew about Jake and check their records. It's a long shot, but it's better than nothing."

"Well judging by the phone call it may be a moot point. The caller said something that really set Zacchara off. I wouldn't be at all surprised if he beat us to the punch."

"Hmm, I'm not sure if Jason would be happy about that or not. At this point though, his main concern is Elizabeth and the boy's safety so I'm guessing he would probably be relieved. Even though I'm sure he would like nothing more than to end the person who almost got his family killed."

Checking the time he added, "Johnny and Brian should be back from their patrol any minute. Let's listen to it again maybe Johnny will have some more insight into his old man."

"Uh humm, should we call Jason?" the guard asked hesitantly.

"Oh no," the older guard chuckled. "Jason was very explicit about what he would do to us if we bothered them tonight. Unless it's a life and death situation, NO calling Jason."

His laugh grew louder watching the obvious relief sweep over the young guard's face. Guess he didn't want to make that call either.

Sonny rolled off his wife, and moved across the room, adjusting his cloths, on his way to the bar. Coolly pouring himself a drink, needing to wash the taste of her out of his mouth.

He was disgusted with himself for being so weak and taking what she blatantly and so desperately offered.

She lay sprawled across the brown leather sofa, naked and still open to him tracking him with her eyes, beckoning him to come back for more.

His stomach rolled repulsed by her indecent display. Now that his libido had been tempered for the moment she didn't hold the same power over him. Sonny turned his back to her and took a deep swallow of the amber liquid. Letting it burn a path to his stomach, he realized he couldn't stand the bitch. Didn't like anything about her and, if he was absolutely honest with himself, he didn't even enjoy the sex. So there he was again, sickened by what he had just done.

"I'm getting cold over here Sonny," she purred. "Won't you come back and warm me up."

He turned to see her lips puffed out in what he could only assume was meant to be sexy. She still lay with her legs spread wide one hand petting the thick pelt that covered her slit. The other cupped her breast invitingly, as she worked her thumb over the nipple so that it stood erect.

Sonny cringed at the sight and turned away again under the guise of pouring another drink. "I can't, we have an important shipment coming in tonight and without Jason, I have to meet Bernie there to make sure there aren't any problems, and discuss some other business matters.

With a disappointed sigh, he heard her roll off the couch and approach him. "Have you heard anything yet, about Jason that is?" She tried hiding her anger at his lack of interest, and went for sounding supportive while she draped her arm over his shoulder pressing her breast against his back.

Sonny shrugged and stepped away from the clinging woman. "Max has a lead in New York… I should hear from him soon."

"I can help. I could talk to Spinelli to see how Max is doing. I know how much he annoys you. Or maybe there's something I can do with the shipment?"

"No, I don't need anything tonight." He said hoping she would pickup on the double meaning. "I probably won't be back until really late or I might just stay at the office tonight." He rushed out, retreating from the room before she could come back with another response.

Claudia stood there and waited until she heard his car pull away before letting out a monstrous screech of rage. Knocking over much of the crystal from the top of the bar, slightly mollified by the satisfying crash of the shattering crystal. She was losing her control over Sonny and needed to come up with a more certain plan to gain it back.

Reaching for her cell she dialed the all to familiar number.

The table was set with fine cuts of steak and all the accoutrements. Thanks to Diane's thoughtfulness there were even chocolate covered strawberries set out with whipped cream to tempt them.

As they sat down for their meal, Elizabeth's went straight for the luscious deep red berries covered in velvety chocolate only for Jason to knock her hand away and mimic her most dire mommy voice.

"Not until you finish your veggies."

Elizabeth did her own excellent impersonation of Cam pouting when he wasn't getting his way, which Jason thought was probably where his eldest son learned it.

Unable to resist Jason lean forward and captured the protruding lower lip in his mouth. "God you're adorable. It's no wonder I love you so much."

Jason looked over at the fruit. He picked up a strawberry and slowly ran it through the whipped cream. His fingers, clouded with the cream, looked as delicious. Elizabeth wasn't sure if she wanted to lick his fingers clean or take a bite of the chocolate covered fruit.

Holding her eyes she watched with a smile as he brought the dessert to hover over her mouth. Jason tapped a dab of cream to her lips and watched her lick it off. She seductively parted her lips to welcome the berry… when out of nowhere, Jason confidently popped the fruit into his own mouth and chewed.

"Oh you are mean!" She giggled but cocked an eyebrow of revenge. Leaning into him with a seductive eyes, "is it good?"

Jason nodded still enjoying the mix of berry, cream and chocolate.

"Really good?" She got closer. Her eyes on his mouth, she tilted her head getting even closer. "Mmm I bet it's sweet and tart." She licked her lips and he stopped moving the strawberry around his mouth to watch hers.

Jason's heart stalled as her beauty neared. When she licked her lips he forgot he was even hungry, for food anyway. Jason tilted his head and moved to welcome her kiss.

Suddenly sitting up proudly, Elizabeth left him hanging. She took her fork and speared a big bite of her salad. Munching on the leaves she smiled innocently.

"Oh wife." Jason bowed, "remind me never to tease you with dessert again"

"Smart husband!"

They finished their meal quickly despite their lighthearted chatter. When Elizabeth reached for the treat this time Jason intercepted her hand once again drawing her up and onto his lap.

"Your too far away over there." He said capturing her lips with his, as he snuggled her in close. "There that's better. Now, let me help you with this. I'll do it right this time. I learned my lesson."

Reaching over he grabbed the succulent treat, and dipped it into the fluffy cream.

His eye's blazed on hers as he held the fruit up to her luscious lips. Elizabeth's mouth watered. Again she wasn't sure if it was for the dessert he offered or from his smoldering gaze. Unable to take her eyes off his, she reached foreword and took a bite.

"Oh my God." She mumbled. Closing her eyes to better savor the nirvana that invaded her mouth.

Enthralled by her enjoyment Jason continued to stare as her tongue darted out to capture any of the goodness that may have been left behind.

At the sound his muffled groan Elizabeth's dark blue eyes locked back onto the steely blue of his.

"You missed a spot." He rasped, gazing at the corner of her mouth. His tongue darted out to lap at the white cream that clung there. He continued tracing her full lips to the other side before delving inside and tasting the sweetness that lingered there. "Mmmm, delicious."

"Have somemore." He offered silkily, after scooping up more cream on the half eaten berry.

Lost in his eyes, Elizabeth took the bite he held up more out of reflex than any real interest in the fruit. There was an excess of cream left clinging to her lips and Jason quickly swooped in and gobbled her whole.

"Mmmm," Elizabeth moaned twisting, molding her soft breast against Jason's chiseled chest. She murmured her appreciation as he shifted her body so that she sat astride him, his hands pressing her flush against his hard form.

She gasped out his name and trembled weakly. His hands roamed down the curve of her back, grasped her buttocks firmly, and dragged her up against the bulging denim. Her hand clutched at his shoulders for purchase, rocking her hips against his. The friction created by rough fabric sending shock waves of pleasure through out her body.

Jason tore his mouth away from hers, his breathing harsh and fast, as he pressed his forehead against hers.

He was pulsing, hard, alive against her, and his eyes were glittering wildly. With one arm latched around her hips pressing her tightly to his ridged length, stilling her movements.

He leaned back slightly and reached for one of the tempting berries, delving it into the sweet cream.

With a wicked gleam he offered it to her.

She gulped unable to speak much less consider chewing, she stared at him through large confounded eyes.

"Sure?"

He touched it lightly against her lips, grinning devilishly at her baffled look.

"I'll have some then." The spark in his eye turned rakish, reckless and infinitely sensual as he ran the coated berry along her chin following her jaw line and down the cored lines of her neck stopping at the hollow in the base of her throat leaving in its wake the fluffy white cream and melting chocolate.

Her head fell back with a low cry as his tongue boldly dove into the indention. A hot shiver running through her as he continued to nip and gnaw gently retracing the path up to her lushes lips till he could plunge his tongue inside. His hands cupped the curves of her bottom raking them up the bare skin of her back, pulling the cotton shirt up and off quickly before his mouth once again hungrily captured hers.

Her taunt nipples brushed erotically against his chest as she wildly writhed against him. Her frantic cries of pleasure were swallowed by the force of his kiss.

Jason huskily growled his pleasure, pulling her hard against him with one arm. His other hand tunneled into her glorious hair, pulling her back as they gasped for air.

"So good," he moaned deep in his throat. "Your taste" he rasped, "salty and the sweet cream."

Reaching over this time he scooped up the frothy topping, streaking it from her delicate neck between the valley of her chest, and over her harden peaks of her breast.

"Oh God, yummm," he thickly muttered. His mouth engulfed her titillated breast, sucking strongly.

It was too much. She whimpered his name as her frenzied hands felt between her thighs and tugged at his snap of his jeans.

"Now, now, now." she chanted freeing his length, as his mouth continued to travel across her burning flesh.

"I need... inside... ." She demanded her hand wrapping around him as she guided him into her aching core.

Jason moaned deeply, at the feel of her searing heat surrounding him. His hip automatically thrust up filling her, his mouth swooping down to capture hers.

She felt a shudder run through him as she slid up his length. His groan like music guiding her, Elizabeth let her body sink back down. Repeating the motion again and again, driving them closer to the edge.

Mewing deep in her throat, she gripped the back of his chair wanting to move harder against him, frustrated when her attempt for more leverage failed. "Jason" she gasped out his name. "Please, I need..."

"Elizabeth," he roared, lunging up, sweeping the dishes aside in almost the same motion. Then a heartbeat later, she felt the cool hard wood against her back, as Jason loomed over her, slamming himself into her as the tension built higher.

Pleasure shot through her. Quick and vicious, she moaned his name huskily, he wasn't fast enough. Arching her back, wrapping her legs tightly around him, her heal pressing against his back, urging him to go faster.

Jason clamped onto her hips roughly, lifting her up into his thrusts. He continued to plunge deep, deeper, driving to the quick.

"Elizabeth, look." He uttered thickly. "Look at us together. He whispered in awe."

She meet his eyes blankly, confused by what he meant until he cradled her head in his palm and lifted it so that she could see him thrusting into her body, drawing himself out to the tip and then plunging back in again and again.

Her eyes widen as she gasped his name. The intense pleasure shooting through her seemed to multipyly as she watched, him relentlessly pound into her core.

Jason's eyes darkened, his nostrils flaring as continued to watch their joining. His thrust becoming wild and frantic as he battered them both over the edge.