Okay, so if you are a little squeamish about things getting a little Racy, then you may wish to skip the first part of this tale.
Chapter Thirty-Six
Quickly Jason removed his remaining clothes, joining Liz in the tub, he couldn't handle not feeling her hands on his skin, or vise versa. As soon as his lower body was submerged, Liz closed the distance, coming to rest in his lap. No constrictions, no time limit and no interruptions.
Taking her time, she placed feather-like kisses to his cheek, lingering for a moment right above his lips, nibbling briefly before moving slowly down to his collarbone, causing a shaky breath to expel from him.
Her hands trailed slowly after her lips, each spot she kissed or touched was heating up, to an almost unbearable degree, but he couldn't pull back, he would burn from within, just for this chance to be secured within her velvety heat.
He wanted to submit to her ministrations, but he also wanted to take control, but when her lips moved slowly back up and found his throat, and then started sliding lower onto his chest all rational thoughts fled. He would never have believed that lust and love could go hand in hand, for he had experienced both, but never to this degree, because he had never loved like this, with his entire being, it had always been Elizabeth and it always would be, she was the woman who completed him.
His hands slid over her skin, the roughness of his in constant contrast to her soft satiny flesh. The heat from the bath adding a beautiful rose glow. The candles alighting her natural tan, making her seem like she was glowing from within. Her beauty left him breathless. He had always known she was pretty, but after seeing her carry their son, she was down right goddess like.
His hands loving mapped out every inch of her, he gently fingered the bruises that had begun to fade, the minute scars from some of the deeper lacerations, he touched each gently then replaced his hands with a tender kiss.
She moved against him, feeling every hard inch of his body, knowing what her ministrations on his lap were doing to him, but taking satisfaction what they were doing for her as well. But for once they were not hurried or seeking something, this was about them, feeling one another completely. It was all about discovering, discovering what pleased and what didn't. Although they both though at the same time, "When I'm with you, what doesn't please."
Before Liz could continue her torturous movements any longer, Jason lifted her up so she was on her knees, his lips so very close to her beautiful breasts, slowly he tugged her face to his, from her lips to the soft skin on her neck he trailed kisses, barely connecting with her flesh, only to continue his decent, when he was done with her lips, he let her pull herself up straight. Finally he stopped, however briefly in the valley between her breasts. His hands encompassed her still full breasts, fitting perfectly into his hands, every inch of their bodies fitting perfectly together, as if God had made them just for each other.
She tried to maintain eye contact, but his hands were causing jolts of heat to spread from her center out, she threw her head back as a seductive purr escaped her lips. She also tried valiantly to return to her previous position, wanting nothing more than to feel the completeness of their joining, but Jason's strong hands kept her in place.
He wasn't done with torturing her, not yet. Soon though he would have to submit, for while he teased her, he was also teasing himself.
His arms wrapped around her, slipping up over her shoulders, slowly and painfully, he allowed her to slow descend, taking a brief moment to stare into her eyes, before he felt himself encompassed within her.
His lips quickly claiming hers, his tongue delving and dueling with hers, as he set a slow steady pace. He could die a happy man, right now, but he much preferred the alternative of being able to do this with her for a millennium.
Her body moved in time with his, each movement pulling from one or both a breathy moan. Unable to take the sweet slow motion, Liz picked up her pace, wanting nothing more than to feel him, completely. So close to a precipice, Liz one again took possession of his mouth, allowing her body and mouth to pull every ounce of desire and need from them both.
Liz's breathing quickened, she was so very close, but wanted to wait, she never had to wait long, Jason's body arched more firmly into hers, and with their bodies tangled together, they crashed together into an abyss of ecstasy.
Vibrations continued to assault her long after their love making was done, every muscle and nerve seemed to thrum with the mind-blowing finale.
Unable to or perhaps not wanting to break apart, they stayed wrapped in each other's embrace, their breathing slowly returning to normal. Both looked temporarily sated.
"Unbelievable!" Jason said with a goofy grin.
"You can say that again." Liz replied, placing a tender kiss to his lips.
"Amazing!" Jason said once again, playfully nipping at her neck.
Their laughter was melodious, marking a perfect ending to their bath. But from the looks of Liz, she was nowhere near done for the night, and that was alright with Jason.
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Jason and Liz had just removed themselves from the water when a soft knock sounded at their bedroom door. Jason slung a towel around his waist, rushing to answer said door.
"Isabella, is something wrong with one of the boys?" Jason asked, immediately concerned.
"No sir." Isabella said, quickly looking away from her boss's very naked chest. "Mac Scorpio is in the living room, he says he needs to speak to you and Elizabeth, I wouldn't have bothered you, but he says it's important."
"Not a problem, please tell Mac we will be down shortly." Jason said, stepping back into the bedroom.
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Isabella relayed the message to the police commissioner, "Would you like a drink while you wait sir?" Isabella asked.
"No thank you, I just wait." Mac said, clearly perplexed at having to stand in Jason Morgan's living room.
He had always been fond of Elizabeth, who wouldn't be. She was a force to be reckoned with, but also completely loyal and abundantly gracious. He only wished Maxie could have some of those qualities, he loved her dearly, but she was a handful.
Mac was pulled out of his reverie by the sound of a door opening and closing on the upper level.
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Liz stood just this side of the bathroom door, looking positively edible in the negligee, obviously she had heard everything. Jason moved over to his dresser pulling a pair of black sweatpants on as he searched for a shirt.
"Jason, I have a bad feeling about this." Liz said looking worriedly at him, the previous passion forgotten.
"We don't know what this is about, it could be anything, please don't worry." Jason said handing her, her robe. "Let's get this over and done with so we can come back here and finish enjoying our night."
Liz said nothing, she just took his hand, allowing him to lead her down the stairs. He could feel the mild tremor in her hand, perhaps he should ask Mac to come back tomorrow. But before he could even consider it, Mac was walking towards them.
"Jason, Liz, I am truly sorry to bother you at home and this late at night, but we have some information on one of the attackers who hurt you." Mac said, feeling like a moron for interrupting what looked to be a very romantic night.
"Mac, there was only one guy who attacked me, you do know this right?" Liz asked, her previous bad feeling gaining weight and compounding on her heart. She didn't fear she was in any danger, but something didn't seem right, she just couldn't put her finger on what exactly.
"Yes Elizabeth I know that, but he wasn't working alone, Mateo Ruiz is the man who assaulted you, and my men and I have been searching since we found out his identity, but we believe he was working for someone else. Do you have any idea at all, of who would want to hurt you. Jason could it be an enemy of yours?" Mac said, smacking himself for revealing the attacker. He may very well never find Mateo now, but that was the least of his worries, for the moment at least.
Jason's hand tightened around Elizabeth's, almost to the point that it hurt, but she could see the anger in his eyes and the instant guilt that he was ready to make his own. "Jason, this is not your fault, whoever orchestrated this is to blame, don't you for one moment entertain the idea that you are the one who caused this." When he wouldn't acknowledge her, she gave Mac a brief smile, then pulled Jason into the kitchen.
"Jason, please listen!" Elizabeth begged, there wedding was less than forty-eight hours away, she didn't want to see him beating himself up over something that he had no control over.
"I'm listening, and perhaps this has nothing to do with me, but it happened to the woman I love, the woman I would lay my life down for. Mateo is a dead man!" Jason exclaimed, his anger was palpable.
The name spilled from Jason's lips as if it was a curse, all the rage and hate seeping into that one sentence.
"Jase, let the cops deal with this, our wedding is so very soon, I don't want anything to go wrong, all my life I wanted the perfect wedding, that perfect wedding can never happen if something happens to you. Our children need you, I need you." Liz whispered as hot tears spilled down her face, her shoulders begin to tremble from the effort to hold her emotions in check.
Jason took her hand and motioned for her to take a seat. He placed a kiss to the top of her head, then placed one on her lips before walking out of the kitchen, going back to speak to Mac.
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"Mac, do you have any leads on Mateo?" Jason asked, carefully keeping his anger in check for the moment.
"We don't, he seems to have completely disappeared, I have all of my best men working on this, the only reason I am coming to you, is because of this." Mac said, handing a sheet of paper to Jason.
Jason tried to touch the piece of paper as little as possible, perhaps inanimate objects couldn't be classified as wholly evil, but the malevolence that the paper gave off, was enough to rock even Jason, and he had yet read a simple line. Steadying the tremor in his hands, he took the paper over to his desk. Jason scanned the letter, then reread it for a second and third time, trying to wrap his mind around the contents.
Dear Mr. Scorpio,
Your attempts at finding the man who perpetrated the heinous crimes as you so called them, will never be found. I shall make sure of that. The one you should really be concentrating on is darling Miss Webber and her children. Her fate, nor that of her children, will not see such a quick end, if everything goes according to my plans, she will no longer be of any consequence to anyone, especially Mr. Morgan.
You have delayed my plans, but not by much. I suggest you reconsider your position as acting chief of police, your skills are sorely lacking. But don't feel too downtrodden, there is an especially high volume of crime in this small city.
I warn you now, any attempts at finding me will be a complete waste of time for you and Mr. Morgan, I will have what I want, when I want it, and no one in this city will stop me. Enjoy your time with your soon-to-be wife while you can Mr. Morgan, your time draws quickly to a close…
Me
"Do you know who sent this or even where it was sent from. What are you going to do about Elizabeth and the children?" Jason asked, but stopped before saying anymore, Liz stood in the entrance way to the living room, looking ashen.
"Elizabeth?" Jason and Mac said in unison.
With every ounce of strength left within her, she walked slowly towards then two men, she wasn't eavesdropping, she had just wanted to listen to what Mac had to tell them, in one way she was glad she had heard. Jason, although she loved him, had a thing for hording the guilt, even when it wasn't his to bear. She straightened her spine, smiled cheerily but the look in her eyes even made Mac take a step back.
"I heard, let me see the letter." Liz said, trying to remain strong.
"I don't think that is a wise idea Elizabeth." Mac said, understanding why Jason was trying to spare her this inhumane force of brutality, that was directed at not just her but her children as well, the poor girl has had a rough life, it seems when she finally finds her place, someone is always willing to tear it down.
"Jason, give me the letter, I will take it from you if I must." Liz said her face deadpanned.
Jason looked between Elizabeth and Mac, finally he handed the letter over to her with a grimace. But he took her hand, she didn't scare easily, but a threat to their kids would cause her motherly instincts to kick in to overdrive. She quickly read the letter, not giving any reaction to what she was reading. When she was finished she handed the piece of paper back to Jason.
"Yes Mac, what do you plan to do, you are a good man, but I will not lock myself in my home, hoping to deter this madman, I will not miss my own wedding, I have waited for years for this chance, and the day after tomorrow I plan on doing just that, with my children. You need to find Mateo and the man behind this letter, and it better be before my wedding." Elizabeth said in a no nonsense tone of voice. "Jason, I will meet you in our bedroom." With that she shook Mac's hand, placed a chaste kiss to Jason's lips and walked upstairs.
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"She is quite the little spitfire, isn't she?" Mac asked, a small smile playing upon his lips.
"You can say that again, but she's right, we can't hide out from this guy, that will only make us sitting ducks, at least if we go about our daily routines we will maintain some degree of normalcy, our children need that, especially Cameron, he has been through enough already." Jason said, surprisingly more calm after Liz's little tirade, for everything she said was the truth. He also understood that if the police were not going to do anything concrete, then he and a few close associates would.
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