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Chapter Thirty-Three

It was frustrating. She'd been attracted to Jason from the moment their eyes met. Getting to know 'this' Jason…was playing havoc with more than just her mind but also her resolve. Before she could spend too much time questioning herself and her own motives, she was interrupted.

"The shower's free if you want it." Jason offered as he strolled into the room.

A towel slung so low on his hips that his V-line was prominently displayed, caused her mouth to water. Before she could contemplate making a hasty exit, her eyes continued to traverse his body, noticing the iridescent water drops, slowly making sexy little path's down to the terry cloth that obstructed her unobstructed view.

Biting her lip as she clenched her thighs together, hoping for even the least amount of friction, just anything to put her rising temperature either in check or thrust what was left of her modesty out the window so she could lick him like an ice cream and assuage her suddenly desperate oral fixation.

"Elizabeth?" Jason queried when his first question was met with silence. It wasn't until he took the smaller of the towels off his hair, which he had been studiously drying that he noticed her heated look.

After his shower and the quality 'me' time he had devoted to his dick, he hadn't expected to feel an instant rising, just from the look smouldering from her. It was his turn to blush like a virgin bride when he caught her swiping her bottom lip with her moist tongue and then thoroughly abusing it with her upper teeth.

Trying to get himself under control and wondering why before he realized once again, yes, they had amazing sexual chemistry but they were not ready to jump head first, at least that is what he kept trying to tell himself. This chivalry thing was beginning to wear on him, he wasn't sure how much longer he could remain pure…not only in deed but…nah, he wouldn't even try to convince anyone his thoughts were pure. "Elizabeth…maybe you should get a shower, we should check on the boys and…"

The breathy moan and the 'fuck me' eyes were almost his undoing. Instead of giving either of them a reason to regret anything, Jason practically flew back to the shower, needing more alone time. He hadn't been so close to coming untouched since he was a much younger man, boy…but that sound felt like it was hardwired directly to his dick and those eyes…his own groan echoed as his cock twitched, leaking more precum before he slammed the door closed.

Elizabeth shuffled on unsteady legs back to the bed before collapsing. The manly, sex on a stick groan was her undoing. The door had barely closed behind Jason before her fingers delved beneath the waistband of her underwear. The silky material almost drenched from her desire. A few quick thrusts from her fingers and the plucking of her clit a couple of times and she came so hard, her eyes rolled back in her head.

If this was what her future was going to be like, she'd best go buy a toy before her or Jason hurt one another when they finally reached their breaking point. It wasn't easy to deny the connection they had but they had so much on their plates. Before she could grow morose, a knock sounded on the door.

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Two days…how the hell had time passed so quickly? Something akin to a panic attack was making breathing difficult. Trying to find a positive, she kept going back to the facts at hand. Yes, Lucky was dead but in two days, she was going to have to testify against three people. It wasn't like she could tell them much, just expound on the details of her messed up childhood but as her lawyer explained, anything that was done in the privacy of their home, would be nothing but hearsay. Sadly, most everything she could contribute would be as such. The older Webber's almost always made sure that everything they did or said was done in privacy, except for a few exceptions. The only thing that almost guaranteed their incarceration was the evidence that the private investigator managed to find, if it was admissible.

Even though she felt a bleakness to what she could possibly do, she knew she wouldn't be able to move on until after everything had been dealt with.

Thankfully, Jason hadn't had to wait for some of his own retribution. While he was scheduled to testify at his siblings trial, which commenced tomorrow, thanks to the both of them acquiring a fairly decent lawyer. He didn't have to concern himself with Sarah or Sam, the two sluts hand managed to do the city of Port Charles a favor. Pentonville prison had screwed the pooch and put the two women in one cell and somehow, managed to fatal wound one another. The doctors had tried their best but their injuries were too vast. Jason admitted to feeling robbed but also glad that he wouldn't have to voice his stupidity over and over, twice was going to be enough. Besides A.J. and Emily, the other rapists were being prosecuted like a drive-thru slam dunk. After having quite a long time to collect evidence and testimony, those ladies were going to be giving birth in prison.

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Jason and she hadn't spent much time together since that morning in the hotel. They had both agreed that they needed to take a step back and deal with the outside issues before focusing on their own issues.

When spending just a few moments talking about one of the boys, one or the other would end up blushing and it would spiral from there. The kiss they ended sharing last night had them both fleeing. Jason home to his penthouse, where his son was staying and Elizabeth back to the hotel, they were not safe in one another's presence right now, if they weren't careful, they both feared their clothes would magical disappear and one or the other would trip and land them in a precarious situation...you know, her pregnant again.

A kiss, one would think that they are two adult human beings that were capable of keeping things PG but even on paper that kiss wasn't just a kiss. It was, well, to be blunt, it was a completely sexual act, orchestrated with their mouths, but most definitely wanting to be conducted lower. Elizabeth couldn't even remember who started it. He was coming, no put intended and she was going and the next thing you know, they are trapped in the doorway of NICU and they are wrapped so completely around one another that they were two pairs of clothes away from giving in to the desire that was leaving them breathless.

Neither could look at the other as a nurse interrupted their dalliances. If she hadn't arrived when she had, the hospital might have had a lot more to gossip about. Just thinking about the kiss was raising her blood pressure and causing a delicious ache.

"Fuck…Jason…" Elizabeth half moaned and groaned to the empty room.

"Yes…what?" Jason asked, almost afraid of the answer. Her shout hadn't been in anger. And once again he was fighting a hard on.

Elizabeth spun around so quickly, she almost looked like a screw trying to twist herself into the floor. Before he could react, she tripped over her own feet and went down hard. "Fuck…"

Trying to laugh the moment off and knowing he was going to fail, Jason said, "I think all of the not fucking is what is causing this. Elizabeth…my dick has what I am sure would equate to road rash. I haven't masturbated this much since I learned what the hell my dick could do. We need to talk, seriously talk. I know we were waiting for things to calm down but the sexual tension from just being near one another is going to kill one or both of us. I know we have issues, our issues have issues…" When he paused to try to get his thoughts back on track, he noticed the steamy, almost glare she was casting at his clothed arousal.

"Yeah, because if we have learned anything…Mmmm…" Elizabeth said but lost her train of thought, as her thighs practically rubbed themselves together to create the needed friction. "Okay…how do we do this and not jump one another?"

"Think you'd be comfortable having this conversation with someone or a few someone's in the room? It might help, a little."

Five days of feeling like a live wire was beneath her skin and connected to her core left her more blunt than usual. "Just fucking fuck me already…" She whined.

He had only come by because Grayson forgot his teddy at the hotel and couldn't sleep without him. He should have sent someone else, was all he managed to think before he lost every thought in his head. He'd taken his eyes off her for a moment while he had looked heavenward, trying to find the strength and in his admittedly brief distraction, Elizabeth had shed . .clothing…Hard enough to pound railroad spikes, yup, they were so fucked.

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