Lizzi Borden: Heat


Hard, brutal, passion, lips.
Taste, attack, dance, tongue.
Need, want, lust, eyes.
Everywhere, hands.
Strong, powerful, body.
Warm, hot, heat, ready.


Skye got back to the boat after walking around for a while. Thinking about Jax and the last two years. She was over him and the pain was replaced by happiness and joy. *Johnny*

She got of the helicopter and went down to the rooms. She first went to her room and showered, then she knocked on Sabean's door. "I need to borrow something." Sabean smiled. "His favorite color's blue."

She then knocks on his door. "Come in, Skye you know your an hour --- ah hour, umm hour late." Johnny eyes roomed over the silk cover body. In his favorite color no less. "I can't Skye doctors orders." Skye didn't say a word, walked over to him and put the extra pillows behind his head. "Skye?"


The water was getting cold they got out. They didn't bother to dry off. His hands roam over her rear and lifted her. She rapped her legs around his wet waste. Their kisses become more passionate. He moves toward the bed, groaning as she rubbed herself against his body. His knees hit the bed. He laid them onto the cool white sheets. He pulled away and began to explore.


Skye explored, removing his sweat pants and taken in the well-muscled body lying before her. Johnny protested until she kissed him so hard that he could only grunt. Skye then straddled his body, kissing and nipping every inch of him. "Skye." He manages but she wanted this to last.

Skye careful toke note of the things that made him, jump, groan and writhe. Then she slowly slipped the gown form her shoulders and saw the burning need in his glazed eyes, his mouth parted to speak but he couldn't. She smiled and moved up his body kissing him hard. She rubbed her wetness against his shaft. She moved over him and a horse cry broke from him.


She cried out when his mouth went over her wetness. She cried out his name as his tongue ran over her clit. She climaxed, he continued until he had her on the edge again. He moves up her body and looked down at her. His eyes filled with more passion then she felt in a very long time. He then presses his fore head to hers and entered.


Skye set a slow rhythm hands interlock with his. "Mmmm." He fit perfectly and felt so much better. He sat up and wrapped and arm around her waste, carefully and slowly sliding back to the head board and pillows, she smiled and placed her hand on his shoulders and their rhythm picked up.


The rhythm was hard, fast and desperate. He took her hands and held them over he head, her ankles locked around his waste and they kissed hard, tongues attacked each other. Muscle twitched and clinched and pushed. She was tight around him, warm around him, he filled her completely. The hard thrust bumped her clit, carrying them higher and higher.


Johnny's breathing, turned into a hard pant. Skye pressed her lips to his damp for head and rolled her hips, feeling his arm tighten around her as he groans. She let out a sigh as her got harder insider her, and then it started from her toes and fingers, to her legs and arms, right to that on spot where they were connected. She cry out and moved harder, he surged inside her and groaned. Skye sagged in his arms as he sat back, eyes close smile on his face. "Trying to kill me." He grumbled.


It hit them both so hard, they cried out at once. Hands locked so tight there knuckles were white. There heads pressed together they were shearing one breath. "Okay, Jason." She said. He realized he hadn't even asked, he took, and it wasn't like him. She smiled and kissed him, he groaning as her muscles tighten around him. She hiss when he hardens again, she flipped them over. "Okay, Elizabeth."


"Hmm." Skye smiled. "My words exactly, did I hurt you?" Johnny popped one eye open a looked down at her concerned face. "Wouldn't have stopped you if you did." she smiled. "You okay then?" he chuckled. "I hmm-ed didn't I. More the okay Sparky. Thank you." She giggled "Your more then welcome."

Johnny then sighed. "What did Jax say to you?" She started. "I was more of what I said. I think I got through to him, made him understand how much he hurt me. Once I did, it was gone." He frowned "What?" she sighed, "The pain, I was holding on to it, to make him understand and once I did it was gone."

She looked at his face he had a small smile. "You knew didn't you." He popped that eye open again. "Yeah I knew you needed time." she leaned up and kissed him. "Johnny?" she bit her lip. "Hmm." she looked down "I think I'm falling for you." He chuckled. "Good." he said and wrapped his arms round her turning off the light.


The sun was coming through the windows when their last orgasm hit. Liz lay back with Jason head on her chest, she felt him settle knowing he was asleep instantly. She looked out the window as the tears slid down her cheeks. She had to let him go again she knew it and it pissed her off. Jason was hers she worked hard for him, but her life was to screw up to keep him.

Jason awoke to find Liz gone he looked around and heard the shower running. It stopped he sat up and looked at the open door as she wrapped the white towel around her. She sat on the bed and looked at him.

"You have to go home to Courtney."
"What?"
"Jason, my life is a mess."
"Look who you're talking to. I'm so tired of this Elizabeth."
"I hate when you say my name like that. Makes me want to give you everything."
"Who else knows the whole story? Not the professional part, but the artist, the girl who lost the greatest love of her life. Who died to stop mad women? Who else Elizabeth?"
"No one. I doubt anyone ever will."
"I do."
"So?"
"There is this part off you, that I always knew was missing. I knew you'd tell me with out reservation when the time was right. I knew that the person you chose to give the whole picture to would be very lucky. You gave it to me."
"I knew, you knew. But_-"
"I did just say I was tired of this didn't I. So stop, don't question, know. I love you. Not care or want to be with, love. You know that don't you?"
"Yes."
"Good."

The phone woke them up. Liz rubbed her eyes, smiling at the weight on her chest. It seems to be a sub-conscious habit with him. Probably keeping her from running off on him. She smiled and sighed when he groaned.

"Whose phone is it?"
"Don't even know were mine is."
"I'll go." He said getting up to find them.
He did. It was hers. He handed it to her.
"Carly?"
"How'd you get this number?
"Oh."
"You okay?"
"Good, I'll get him Carly, I promise I will."
"Yeah I did, he's fine we just needed to lay low for a while. I'll send him home as soon as it's safe."
"You want to do what?"
"Oh Carly I don't."
"Don't get snippy, fine Carly, fine. Bye."

She looked at Jason and smiled.

[end]

AN: Whew! I hope didn't screw that one up please let me know. The Author.