Jason kissed me and it took me by surprise. I couldn't believe he did it, but it was so good.
Days have passed since then and I couldn't forget about the kiss. I dreamed about it, I thought about it, I even relived it. Every time I would look at him, the kiss would replay in my memory, over and over and over.
It seemed like Jason thought about it too. Every time he would look at me, his face would get one shade pinker. Sometimes he would smile at me. At other times he would ignore me or start talking about something useless, like the weather.
And then there was today, or shell I say tonight. Danny was on a field trip with his school, they all went to London for the weekend. Jason and I were stuck alone in his luxurious penthouse.
"Are you coming?" Jason yelled from downstairs.
I put on the earring he gave me and headed down. I was dressed formally. A black sparkly gown with high splits down both sides. High heals and amazing jewelry.
I arrived at the foot of the stairs and looked at Jason. He looked different. After extending my hand, he softly took it and we both headed out the door. Jason was dressed in a tux and looked really amazing.
We didn't talk on the way to the restaurant. He wasn't the type to talk and I didn't want to bother him. When we arrived, Jason stepped out of the limo and opened my door for me. The driver could have done it but he chose to do it himself, I was truly impressed.
"Reservations?" A man asked as soon as we stepped into the restaurant.
"Two under Morgan."
"Oh Yes. Of Course. Right this way." the man said and lead us to a private table for two.
We sat, talked, ordered our food, talked some more, ate, continued talking. And before the night was over, we were friends like no other.
I suddenly started respecting him. Jason wasn't the type to talk but now that he opened up, I was surprised at what I found out. He told me about his childhood. His alcoholic brother who nearly ended his life. His many shootings for the Corinthos mob. Suddenly, I wasn't the only one with problems.
We arrived back at the penthouse and I saw vulnerability in Jason's eyes. I felt bad for opening up old wounds. All I could think of was how he has helped me and I needed to help him.
Jason came to me and kissed me. I could taste the alcohol, the vine from the restaurant. A could have pushed him away if I wanted, but he was hurt and I didn't want to hurt him more. A part of me enjoyed it, all of me enjoyed it, but I was too afraid to admit it to myself. My life was hell as it had been, I didn't want to realize I found someone because I had a fear of losing him, the way I lost everything and everyone else. Danny was always the only person who I cared about and cared about me. And now Jason has came along and I started feeling for him.
The kiss got intenser and the next thing I knew, I was taking off his shirt while he took of mine. Everything moved way to fast and before I could stop myself, I was laying naked on his bed and he was on top of me.
Jason moved inside of me and I didn't want him to stop. I liked it, loved it. Amazing sex, that was what we had.
Once we were done, Jason fell asleep. I got out of bed. The feelings I felt were about to erupt, like a volcano. I went downstairs.
A slut, that is what I felt like I was. Nothing more then a slut. How easy I was. Jason flashed his little puppy dog sad eyes and I jumped his dick faster then I could even imagine.
Dirty.
I heard noises coming from Sonny's penthouse. After all, the walls were paper thin. It seemed like Sonny got home and was mad at one of his employees, maybe someone betrayed him or something.
I walked towards the door and listened. Footsteps clicked closer and then a knock on the door. I opened the door and Sonny was standing there.
"Is Jason home?" he asked.
"He's asleep. Do you want me to wake him up?" I asked.
"Yeah, please." Sonny said as he came closer. I knew he wanted to get into the penthouse. I took a step backwards and that large old rug slipped from under my feet. I could feel myself falling, and then a catch.
Sonny's arms wrapped around my waist, "Are you okey?"
"Yeah, I'm fine. Thanks." I muttered out but it seemed like Sonny didn't hear me. He was looking in my eyes, like he was hypnotized. Suddenly, his lips came closer to mine and I was paralyzed by shock. A kiss.
"That home wrecking whore." I could hear Carly said in the background. Her voice was sad and angry, betrayed.
Lust. That's all it was. Sonny lusted after me, and I allowed it. More then that. I lusted after both, Jason and Sonny.
