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Jason Morgan and Alexis Davis, canon
September 2010

Instant Addiction
Part Two
Mature content

He was pretty sure if she didn't show up soon he would have to take matters into his own hands...and that would really be a let down considering Jason wanted his hands on her, not himself.

He yanked out his cell phone to call Alexis and see what the hell the hold up was. He told her five minutes. It had been more like twenty.

Jason was pacing the room, overheated. wanting a drink after not having one at Sam's wedding. But he ignored the mini fridge cause he wanted his mind completely clear for when Alexis came through that door.

Before he dialed he told himself the same tired, old, worn out line he always did: People have the right to make their own choices.

And Alexis did. The last thing he would do is force her. That was completely out of the realm of what he was capable of doing but he could call her and ask what was up. Not try to talk her into anything. Just ask. That wasn't going over the line.

Who the hell was he kidding? Whether it was right or wrong to push this issue, he was calling. Jason found her name in his contacts and dialed.

She sounded breathless when she said "Good, this will save me a trip, though I was already stepping off the elevator."

Hearing that he headed for the door of the suite.

Alexis went on "You have to tell Carly that you are trying to hire me as your attorney. Don't ask why. Its a long story. Just do that, okay? Remember. You fired Diane and you want to hire me. Okay, well, have a nice evening then."

He yanked open the door and looked into the hall. She was standing at the elevator. "Hey."

Her head turned. Her eyes widened. She spoke nervously when she said "I was just going."

"Yeah?"

Alexis walked toward him, very slowly, still holding her phone, as Jason shoved his in his pocket, of his already feeling way too tight pants. She looked slightly dazed. "I only wanted to give you that message. Our alibi for your very nosy and, can I mention, extremely loud best friend."

"You changed your mind?"

"I wouldn't put it that way. I never agreed to anything." She rifled in her purse and pulled out the key. "Here. This belongs to you."

His eyes bore into her. Was she serious? She could walk away from that kiss? He felt like pushing her against the wall in this hallway, getting up under that green dress she wore, and telling Spinelli later to destroy the security tapes.

Jason let out a short breath as he took the pass key. "You seeing someone?"

"Me? No. Not anymore. I mean there was this little flirtation with Cruz but, as you know, he's not really my type. Sure he's very attractive. Not in the way you are but...uh...he's good looking. Unfortunately, he doesn't quite suit my tastes."

No more talking. That's what he felt like telling her. How did Cruz freaking Rodriguez get into this conversation?

Alexis added "He's too law abiding."

Jason nodded, while looking at her cleavage. He forced his eyes up to meet hers. But she had great eyes too...and a great mouth. Those lips tasted so damn good...fuck, he was horny.

"Uh-uh."

"Its not you. Its me! I have to go now."

She was halfway down the hall when he ground out her name in this sexually frustrated tone. "Alexis......"

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Oh God. Good God. The way he looked at her. The way he said her name. He was practically dripping sweat on her, breathing hard....looking hard....oh hell.

She spun around and then she rushed back down the hall. Her hands grabbed his face and she kissed him with all this pent-up heat that had accumulated in her over the last long year that she spent sleeping alone.

Cruz didn't do a thing for her. Nice ass but way too normal. She liked this...extraordinary. Give her this any day of the week.

A man that was dangerous and complicated.

Jason lifted Alexis up, straight off her feet so that they dangled beneath her, turned them around and walked inside the room, kicking the door closed.

All the while his mouth was doing indecent things to hers.

Being a sex slave could be a nice change of pace for me, she thought.

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Cruz wanted her? Fuck him. He wasn't gonna lay a hand on Alexis anytime soon. Jason didn't like to share. That was his one rule.

It was a iron clad one.

And this woman, for right now, was all his. His to kiss senseless. His to strip her dress off of...his to wrap his arm around her waist from behind, as she moaned and offered her neck to him to suck, her breasts to massage, her lace clad ass to rub until she was squirming beneath his fingers.

His. He liked this. Her.

This was just what the freaking doctor ordered.

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Oh. What am I doing? Alexis thought, even as she moaned loudly when his fingers twisted her nipple while his mouth sucked mercilessly at her neck. She faced away from him, leaning back to rest on that rock hard, wall of muscle, chest of his.

What am I doing here with JASON MORGAN? My daughter's ex....and Sonny's friend...and Carly will freak...and....damn, she thought before deciding ...He can kiss me for a couple years and then I'll tell him this was all a crazy idea.

She spun around. She wore only her lacy, already more than a little damp, underwear now. Alexis wrapped her arms around his neck. Their eyes met. Her tone was throaty when she warned him "You should be more careful who you kiss on balconies at weddings."

"I make sure I know who I'm kissing, Alexis....I knew."

Then he kissed her again. His mouth always doing things to her that she had forgotten mouths could even do.

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Jason's blood was boiling thick in his veins by the time Alexis started to unbutton his shirt and then slid it off his shoulders, her hand slipping up under his t-shirt to caress his abs, while her mouth moved to kiss his shoulders.

Each touch made him throb a little worse over her. He couldn't believe anyone could still get him like this. It had been so long since he felt like he wanted a chick, damn the consequences.

Yet that is how he wanted Alexis.

He stepped back and yanked his t-shirt off , tossing it away from him, and then wrapped his arm around her and pulled her close to him again. Her bare breasts mashed against his chest creating friction that sent a fresh wave of sparks down his spine. She made this soft yelp sound as her pelvis slammed against his.

I've got to get inside of her, Jason thought, Not in five minutes. Now.

But he wanted to make this good for her. That had to come first. Her eyes were wide and lust laden, shocked, dark, dragging him under her spell. They never looked like this before for him.

How in the hell other men had ever managed to walk away from her, he had no clue.

Jason's hand slid up her back, then into her hair, and he started to pull out pins to take it down. "Is this okay?"

"Mmm-hmmm."

She murmured that in way that suggested he could do whatever he wanted to her. That made him twitch with anticipation. There was a long list of what he wanted to do. He wanted to keep being with her till it didn't feel this good anymore. This room could be their playground till real life invaded again.

Her hair spilled onto his hands, as the pins fell to the floor. Jason gently massaged her head for a moment, eliciting a soft sigh from her. Her eyes drifted close. Alexis muttered "Sinful."

"Worth it." Jason dipped his head and nibbled on her neck. The smell of her invaded his senses every time he feasted on this long, smooth throat of hers...and he kept going back to it over and over, making love to this part of her first before he planned to move on to every other part of her.

It would be a long night...weekend...month. How long could he get off from work? What were the Zaccharas up to this week? He couldn't remember right now.

They better cool the fuck out. I don't got time for their shit, he thought.

All Jason had time for was discovering every single way to make Alexis scream in delight.

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She ended up straddling him as he sat on a chair. Not very romantic but hot damn did it feel good. Alexis was losing control of all her willpower and all the mental blocks that made her stop herself before she did anything too reckless.

Because this was reckless. Oh so dirty and reckless but she was loving every sweat slicked minute of it, as she rode him, and his strong, thick fingers held onto his hips.

Jason Morgan....the man she knew for over a decade. The man that was off limits to her. The man that was making her body shiver from head to toe, that was blowing on her wet, flushed skin, that was grunting and telling her how good she felt, that was making her feel alive, like a woman again....not ancient.

She never knew he was anything like this....that she could crave him this much. She had never even guessed.

Her held fell back. A series of prayers went up to God, then she was screaming incoherently as Jason sucked on her shoulder and thrust into her one final time.

Note- The Zaccharas are John and Rudy.