It felt good. She couldn't deny it. She had a feeling that she should but Caroline didn't really care. One minute she's giving him the run down of meeting at the hospital. Some time after that she noticed that she was caressing his bare chest in a very non friendly, very sensual way. When complete realization set in, she stopped speaking mid sentence and her hand froze in place. She wasn't sure if she should try to move it away quickly or play it off in case he didn't notice. Jason hadn't said anything yet. When she raised her head slightly he was looking right at her. She didn't know what to say so she said nothing. Embarrassed and staring at him, she was trying to figure out what he was thinking. He understood what she was feeling and decided to help her out.
"Don't stop."
She had to close her eyes to center herself because she was getting dizzy looking into those liquid blue orbs. The sound of his voice was doing something to her. It was relaxed and deep and heady. And it was causing some kind of sensory over load. When she thought she had it together she opened her eyes. Big mistake 'cause he was still looking at her. Caught, trapped like a deer in headlights she couldn't look a way. Her hand started to tremble but that's not what gave her away. The uncontrollable shivers running through her body were obvious to him because they were so close. When he felt them he couldn't suppress the moan that escaped him. That did her in. It also brought her hand back to his chest and caused her to loose what was left of her mind because her hand moved to his left nipple and found a new home.
His reaction was instantaneous and involuntary. He reached both hands around her waist and pulled her on top on him in one swift movement. They were there. Chest to chest, body melted into the other. Face inches apart but he didn't do anything. He froze and could only look up at her in complete confusion. This wasn't right. It felt right. It felt good but it wasn't what they were. He no longer knew what they were because it was getting more and more difficult to think. Her mouth disconnected from her brain about the same time his clouded over because she spoke without thinking.
"Kiss me."
That snapped him out of where ever he was. Like a match to cinder, he reacted. One hand around her waist the other went to the back of her head to draw her lips closer. His hand must have decided it liked that position because he wound his fingers through her hair and didn't let go. The kiss was even hotter than the last time. It was deeper than the last time. It was more intense than the last time. And their bodies ached more than the last time. At some point neither noticed, her top was gone and her breasts exposed. His hands were all over her. Her hands were all over him. Then she suddenly stopped and broke the kiss. He was breathing hard but she was completely still. He was surprised by their actions, he didn't mean to go this far. When he looked at her, shock was the only thing that registered in him. He couldn't believe it. He knew that look. Her body was demanding release of the passion building within her and it was powerful.
Without warning, she ground herself against him violently, instinctively, wantonly. She had no inhibition and no shame as she used his body to help the thunderous need within her escape. Her eyes glazed over, her mouth was slightly ajar and her head dipped back. Her body shook and it shuddered as a volcano of passion erupted from her. He held her as she cried out in ecstacy, without any reservation. She let go of everything to ride the waves of pleasure he stirred in her. It was the hottest most erotic thing he'd ever seen and they redefined both those words in the old days.
When she was spent and breathing heavily she collapsed against him. The euphoria was intoxicating. She never felt it like that. She'd never been driven to it from a kiss before. Even from him. Jason didn't wait a second longer than necessary. He gently rolled her over onto her back. He rested his weight on the palms of his hands as they pressed into the mattress on both sides of her but he didn't lean in for another kiss. Instead he locked eyes with her as he slowly moved down the bed. She knew what he wanted. It was more than want with Jason, it was a craving to the point of addiction and it drove him crazy. She didn't stop him. When he got to his destination he bent both her legs at the knee but never broke his gaze from her eyes. She knew that look. It was wild and hungry. One hand rested on her right leg, the other made its way to the waist band of her panties. He was panting and the fine sheen of sweat across his brow glistened. His hands trembled because he needed this so badly he could barely think straight and he was afraid she would reject him. She hadn't stopped him yet and he moved as slowly as he could but he couldn't hold out much longer.
"If you tell me to stop I will."
She knew he struggled to get the words out. She had two of her own for him.
"Don't stop."
That was all it took as whatever bit of control he had snapped like a dry twig. He ripped off her panties in one quick motion. Then seemed to stare mesmerized at his prize for just a few moments but that's all he could spare. The need he had was great and he was closer to it now than he'd been in what felt like forever so he wasn't going to tempt fate. Jason drew her right leg over his shoulder then licked his lips as he leaned in to take a moment to savor the aroma he hadn't had in a long time. Lifting his head one more time to see her face, he had to be sure. She was breathless in anticipation but her stare was intense. That's all it took and he dove into the feast before him. It didn't take much. It didn't take long with Jason. Something about the way he moved always moved her quickly. He wasn't going to let that happen. He took his time and demanded she wait for him. There was nothing she could do and nothing she wanted to do so she gave herself over to his expertise.
Her hands moved to his head, violently gripping his hair. She couldn't stop herself and he didn't want her to. It just excited him more. This was his heaven and he was enraptured by everything he found. Her body writhed against the sheets and she moaned with each nibble, suck and flick of his tongue. He owned her completely and they both knew it. It was torture and ecstasy combined. She could not stop her body from responding to him. It moved with him, against him and for him any way he chose. Only when he had her crying out and crying tears of pleasure and pain of need did he finally release her. And this one was more intense than the last. She arched up off the bed suddenly but he kept the torture going even after he pushed her over the edge. He didn't miss a second of it as he nestled deep inside determined to have every drop. When she was still she fell back against the mattress. Only when he got everything needed did he rise slowly to meet her. What he found surprised him again. She passed out. That was a new one for both of them. He gathered her in his arms and held her until she woke.
When Caroline finally came to she couldn't believe what just happened. But she wasn't done yet. She felt him pressed against her and she knew what he needed. She released herself from his embrace and lay on top of him. When she started to move lower he stopped her with his hand.
"You don't have to do that."
Caroline licked her lips and smiled seductively, wickedly, and hungrily just like the old days. She had her obsession and craving as well.
"Oh, yes. I do. But I won't if you tell me no."
It slipped out before he could stop himself or even check his words, but he meant each one of them.
"I'll never tell you no."
Not another word was spoken between them for the next ½ hour. She had a great deal of torture of her own to bestow. He didn't remember it like this. He had no control because she took all of it. But she wouldn't give him what he needed. She teased and sucked and licked and fondled. He couldn't remain silent no matter how much he tried. She had him and she knew it. They both knew it. Both his hands flew to her hair instantly and never let go. She met his eye and dared him to hurry her along. He knew when he was beat so he didn't try to fight her. Only when he began moaning uncontrollably in between broken words of pleasure and pain did she consider a reprieve. But then he started calling out her name and she never heard it from his lips like that before. She had to hear it just a few more times. She doubled her attentions, took him to brink and pulled back leaving him short of release each time. All the time she was controlling his body she was controlling his mind. She had him laid open from the inside out and there was nothing he could do about it. She had the great Jason Morgan sobbing, begging her to end this. That's what she wanted because that's what he needed. To be at the point of no control and abandon. He couldn't do that any other time in his life with the life he led so she was going to give it to him then.
She released him and he felt the lost unfulfilled. His mind shut off. He could believe she would leave him like that. She held him in her hand, lips just short of where he needed them to be. He stared at her, eyes pleading. But she wasn't a cruel woman. She simply needed to speak.
"Cum."
She had the power and she had the control. She recaptured him. She ordered so he obeyed immediately. His body betrayed him. He couldn't control the way he plunged deep into her mouth. It didn't matter. He was getting her off at the same time and she took what she needed from him while he gave it away. Nothing was this good in his life. Never was it like this. He didn't know what was happening and he didn't care.
When she finished with him she wasn't finished with him. He couldn't move and couldn't speak after that so he didn't try. She crawled back up to meet him and looked him over carefully. Without a word, she gathered him in her arms and turned his face toward hers. Then she kissed away the tears as he lay recovering. It was the most intense, most powerful blow job he ever had.
Jason stayed resting in her arms for another 15 minutes then finally broke away so he could look at her. Her hair was wild, her skin flushed and body taut and firm. Their eyes met and they looked carefully at each other. There was nothing between either of them at that point but raw animal need. It was carnal and sinful and lustful. Without a word or warning, he flipped her over onto her back. There wasn't a part of her body that he didn't mark as his own with his mouth, tongue or hands. She didn't stop him. She had no control, she didn't care. She wanted everything and that's what she said. She begged him to take her and make her his own. That's what he wanted and that's what he did.
Then something inside Caroline snapped. That spring holding the last reserve of unconscious control humans have gave way. Jason set off that something in her she didn't even know she had and she couldn't hold back.
She flipped him over and shocked the hell out of him with her quick movement and force. Then she straddled him, grabbing both his arms pulling them over his head. She looked at her prey and all Jason saw was raw sex in her eye. Then he saw something else as her eyes got clear. She stared hard not letting him look away before she spoke. One word and it rocked him to his core.
"Mine."
He thought he was hot before, he didn't know what hot was til that moment. She never broke her stare as she dared him to deny it. He couldn't so he wasn't about to pretend.
"Yes."
He struggled to get that word out but it was all she needed to claim him the way she needed to. She licked, sucked and she branded him from head to toe. She bit so hard at one point she drew blood. That's not all she drew because he growled in response and captured her lips as a reward. It was wild, it was erotic and it was free. But neither of them were done yet. Neither was going to be able to hold out much longer so they either had to stop or cross the line. Stopping wasn't an option for either of them. He was rock hard and she was dripping wet. She reached between his legs and pushed them a little farther apart. He searched face unsure of what she was going to do. He wanted but he left that decision to her.
She moved up while holding him in her hand then released him and she slowly impaled herself on him. He moaned at the heat and the tightness. It was everything. He started to move but she stopped him.
"I mounted you, I'm gonna ride you til I'm through."
His eyes rolled back in his head and he moaned hearing those words. She was as good as her word because that was she did. There was no inhibition in her movements and it drove him crazy watching her fondle her breasts as she moved slowly up and down on top of him. He was slipping over the edge watching her. Jason wasn't about to be idle in this. He slid his hand into the slight space between their bodies and rubbed his finger over and around her hardening center. She cried out in surprise and pleasure not realizing what he'd done. He took that opportunity to pull her down to him for a kiss. But he still never moved his hand from between her legs and it was causing her to quicken her pace. She knew what he was doing but she couldn't stop herself. Jason had one hand squeezing and tweaking her nipple while the other was caressing the core of her pleasure center. She ached, burned and she was on fire from his touch. She tried to slow herself down but he wasn't helping. When he spoke she couldn't believe what he said.
"You are mine. I'm gonna make you cum, then I'm gonna fuck you till you forget your name. After that the only thing you'll be able to say is mine."
Her mouth flew open in surprise then the words completely registered and she moaned. He removed his hands from their torture centers and drew them to her waist. Then he lifted her slowly and brought her back down. She couldn't control herself and he knew it so he kept it up. She was wild as she ground herself on him. She moved faster and faster as the heat built in her. Pumping up and down as he watched with a wicked smile on his face. This felt so good he never wanted it to end but had other plans. Finally she stopped, pressed herself down as far as she could on him and arched her back. He held her steady knowing the eruption was coming. It didn't take long. He watched her in the throws of her orgasm and she was the sexiest thing he'd ever seen. When she finally came down from the rush, he didn't give her any time. He lifted her off of him and onto the bed. She was weak and limp but she managed a drunken crooked smile. He laughed as he kissed soundly.
She caught the leer in his eye and knew what that meant so she wasn't surprised when he turned her over onto her stomach and drew her to her knees. Caroline forgot how much skill he had because he didn't stop till she lost all ability to reason or think. 20 minutes, an hour or two she didn't know how long it took but she knew it took when she heard what she was saying. Over and over and over again all she could do was call his name. Some times in between moans or tears, some times between pants she wasn't sure but he laid it on her and she welcomed it.
Jason wasn't satisfied just hearing his name because he upped the stakes on her. He slowed down and pulled out leaving her empty and alone until she couldn't stand it anymore and begged him not to stop. He had a question for her first.
"Who's are you?"
She wasn't going to fight, it was the truth.
"Your's."
He still wasn't satisfied. He teased her with the tip and she tried to push back on him but he held her off just a bit until he got what he wanted. What he needed. What he was dying to have.
"Say it."
"I am your's."
That's all it took and he entered her again. She didn't know much at that point but she knew what to do. All she could do was push back on him meeting him thrust for thrust. He let her for awhile until he saw she was close to cumming. That's when he stopped and pulled out of her. She cried out and was confused. He wrapped his arms around her waist and whispered in her ear.
"I just want to look in your eyes when I cum."
Shivers were her only response. He took it as her agreement and turned her around gently. He's pretty sure his face is as wide open as hers at the moment. He read the truth on her's and didn't try to hide it on his.
Another kiss before he reentered her slowly. He hit the right spot with that one because she reacted instantly and he knew. She met him and she worked him pretty good after that. He was riding her but she was riding him. When he met her eye he realized the tables were turned and this was her show now. She put on a show til he couldn't hold out any longer then she threw it on him and he lost all his control. His breathing was labored, his pace quickened to the one she set. He was going to have to cum on her terms. She exacted a little revenge of her own.
"What's my name?"
He could barely choke it out.
"Caroline."
"What's my name?"
"Caroline."
She knew he struggled getting it out the last time because it was barely a whisper. But she had one more question and then it was finished.
"Who's are you?"
He didn't even hesitate on this one.
"Your's."
She adjusted the pace and gave him the release he needed.
"Cum with me."
That's all she needed to say and that's what he did. This one seemed to be ripped from his body by force. Her's was pulled the same way. He collapsed on top of her and they both lay still and panting on the sweat soaked sheets. Sated, satiated, satisfied and surprised.
Morning crept up on both of them. It was easy and it felt good waking up like this. Neither wanted it to end but both knew it had to before the chaos down the hall ensued. Jason was nervous of what her reaction my be. They hadn't spoken of anything before. They didn't have to. But ever since Puerto Rico he couldn't get enough of holding her in his arms at night. Accepting the closeness and security she offered. Giving her the closeness and security she needed. He didn't regret last night. It wasn't planned but he loved every minute of it. And he meant everything he said and did. Jason hoped it wasn't too much for her and she'd stop whatever they had. When he risked a glance at her his heart skipped a beat then he waited to be sure. She was smiling at him. But he still wasn't sure.
Caroline saw the question in his eyes. That had to end. She didn't regret a thing. And she meant everything she said and did as well. She snuggled in closer to him then reached up and captured his lips in a kiss. His relief was as immediate as his response. But they weren't getting into anything heavy. The kiss spoke volumes for both of them. Everything was alright. Before they could say anything, the quiet was broken by the sounds of whining, shrieking, shouting, door slamming and a couple of different size feet running down the hall. They laughed and got up to face the day.