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Not Safe For Work


Chapter 5

She got out of the shower feeling so much better. It was like a layer of slime had been cleaned off her skin. Being touched without her permission by men she didn't know was a trigger. So she was expecting nightmares as she processed what had been done to her. Having Jason close was going to help with that. Knowing Logan was gone would help even more.

She grew up in a family of medical personnel and the sanctity of life was something she learned at an early age. However there were times when justice needed to be swift and brutal. This in her opinion was one of them. Liz truly believed that she wasn't supposed to leave that cabin alive. Why else would Logan kidnap her in front of witnesses, or why would Zander let her know he was involved? Those things didn't add up to her being returned breathing. They added up to her never returning home to the people who loved her.

"Stop thinking about it Elizabeth. These are not the thoughts you need running through your head just before bedtime." She said trying to let the night go. She would be revisiting tonight often enough. There wasn't going to be any running from the memories because that was not a race she could win. That lesson was learned in high school. When she was younger she tried the denial route and almost had a nervous breakdown. Facing your demons was scary, but ultimately the only way to defeat them. She was strong enough to slay them, and smart enough to know when to shut down the thoughts for a while.

After moisturizing her face she put the lotion down and the sight of her skin care products next to Jason's just made her so happy. Moving in wasn't going to happen, he hadn't meant the offer when he made it. That had been the relief that she was okay talking. But if he did mean it she would have a difficult time not saying yes right away. A decision like that needed to be discussed first. However sleepovers were certainly going to be taking place, hopefully often. She would need to pick up items to leave here, after asking if it was okay first. Ready to go to bed she opened the door.

"Leave the light on. In case you need to get up at some point." Jason said from the side of the bed where he was sitting. After getting changed he sat down to wait for her to be done while trying not to worry.

"How come you aren't under the covers?" She asked coming over and standing between his legs. Looking over at the clock she winced a bit when she saw how late it was. "Sorry. I didn't realize I was in there that long." Time seemed to crawl in the cabin, but now it was flying by.

"I figured you would take a long shower." Jason said running his hand down her arm until he was able to take her hand in his. "I'm not in bed because I don't know which side of the mattress you prefer to sleep on."

"I'll take the left side." Liz knew that he would want to sleep closer to the door. He stood up and she had to grin. "I didn't picture you sleeping in sweats and a t-shirt."

"Yeah?" He asked holding up the blanket. "What did you picture me in?" As he watched she blushed slightly. "Or out of?"

"No comment." Liz said scooting down and stretching out. "This feels amazing." Sinking into a mattress had never felt so good in her life.

Jason took his shirt off because based on her blush she wasn't going to mind. At some point she would learn that he usually slept naked with sweats next to the bed in case he had to get up. If she always slept in pajamas, which were really cute, he was looking forward to at some point talking her into ditching them. But he was getting ahead of himself. "Come here." He requested once he was lying down. She slid over the soft sheets and the way she fit against him would have erased any doubts that might still exist about them belonging together.

"I'm exhausted." Liz said quietly willing her body and mind to relax. "I'm going to have nightmares." She warned him.

"I figured as much." Jason said rubbing her back. "I'll be here when you open your eyes."

"If you have to leave its okay." Liz said on the cusp of sleep.

"Not going anywhere." He promised her. "Get some rest." He felt her go limp against him and only then did he sleep as well.


She sat up shaking and breathing hard. The blankets rustled as Jason also sat up. This was the second time she had been pulled from sleep by a nightmare. Taking slow deep breaths she waited to see if she needed to make a run for the bathroom. The first bad dream had made her stomach roll.

"Do you need the trash can?" He asked quietly.

"No." Liz leaned back and he was right there. Her skin felt cold and the warmth of his skin was most welcome. "It was the same nightmare as the last time." She said kind of confused. "I thought for sure Logan touching me would be what haunted me." But the image that was appearing in her nightmare and scaring her was the gun. She could describe every single inch of the weapon. The site of the dark barrel being pointed at her was something that wasn't letting go.

"Being on the wrong end of a gun is scary." Jason was speaking from experience as he urged her closer. Glocks were not a regular part of her world. Having one pointed at her with someone on the other end who meant her harm was about as far from an everyday occurrence as things could get. What she was experiencing was normal. People who went through armed robberies often didn't remember who was holding them up but they could describe the gun to the police.

Liz just nodded. Her eyes were burning which meant the tears were about to start. She knew they were going to come at some point, and she had been hoping they would wait until she was in the shower again. After the vomiting this was probably the last thing Jason wanted to deal with. Throwing back the covers she tried to get out of bed.

"Don't go." Jason said bringing her back. "Don't run from me." The hitching of her breath let him know why she was attempting to leave. Since this position wouldn't be comfortable for her he took them back down to the mattress and urged her head to his shoulder. Her whole body was shaking and he just held on tight. As the tears slowed he used his hand to give her a scalp massage to try to stave off a headache. "I want to take you away so that you can rest. Would you like to go to the island or to Puerto Rico?"

"Which would be less stressful for you?" Liz asked, her cheek was resting on his chest and the sound of his heartbeat was under her ear.

"Either one is fine. Sonny has homes in both locations." Which was why Jason hadn't bothered to buy anything. When he went down he just stayed at his friend's compound. It was the same in both places. He never stayed in the main house. Instead he claimed one of the guest houses as his own and he hadn't ever taken anyone with him.

"Puerto Rico please. I've never been and it's supposed to be beautiful." Liz was kind of surprised that he was making this suggestion. Then she realized they probably wouldn't be leaving right away. "When do you want to leave?"

"Tomorrow." He let her know. When he looked down he could see that he had surprised her. "I want you to have some time to relax and I know you'll want to avoid your parents until the bruises fade." They were patchy on her wrists, but around her ankles they were dark circles. "Even if they don't notice the bruises, you might be stiff over the next few days and they'll notice that."

"What about Zander?" Liz knew that her ex was in the wind.

"The guys will find him while we are gone. I'll deal with Logan later tonight, assuming he wakes up." Jason said with a small smile. "He had to get some stitches. If he doesn't wake up today then I can deal with him when we get back as well." There was no rush.

"I'll need to go home and pack." Liz put her head back down.

"You can do that while I'm out, and then we can meet up at the plane." Jason told her. He could feel her relaxing against him. "Johnny suggested Max as your guard. How do you feel about that?"

"I like Max." Liz nodded her head. "I just don't know how much there will be for him to do. I spend most of the day at my studio." She owned a half a floor in a renovated factory. The large open air loft gave her room for her drafting table. There was space to house fabrics, and to photograph the models wearing her designs for the website.

The neighborhood had been crap when she first set up shop, but last year the property values started to rise. She was considering moving to a building where she could have her very own boutique on the ground floor and work space upstairs. It would also mean no neighbors because hers could be really loud at times.

"There will be plenty for him to do. Especially if you decide to move." Jason knew about her plans. She had been waiting for her profits to reach a certain level. She wanted to be able to buy the new building outright. Her reasoning had been that if the boutique didn't make it she could rent out the space, or even sell it. Considering her website very frequently sold out of items he didn't think she needed to worry about failing. "He can also help you interview models."

Liz had to laugh at that. "I'm sure that he would happily volunteer for that job. Since he's single I don't have to worry about his girlfriend giving me side eye. When would he start?"

"Tomorrow." Jason pulled up the covers to make sure Elizabeth stayed warm. "He would go on the trip with us. So would Johnny." Which would make his friend pout because he was going to want to help with the search for Zander.

"Who else will go?" Liz was starting to feel sleepy again. Maybe this time she could rest for more than an hour.

"No one. There are guards down there, so Cody will call down and have some assigned to back up Johnny and Max." Jason explained how it worked. They probably wouldn't even need the extra guards too often.

"I'm ready to try sleeping again. Thank you for letting me stay." She wouldn't have even tried to go to sleep at her place.

"I couldn't have slept if you weren't here." And by that he meant in his arms. He loosened his grip as she rolled over, then spooned up behind her. This was how she preferred to fall asleep and he had to admit to liking it as well. To be able to open his eyes and see her right away was going to be the best way to start his day.


During the night she rolled over and when she opened her eyes Jason was right there. His eyes were the purest shade of blue she'd ever seen in her life. In fact they were the first thing about him that caught her attention. Actually that wasn't true. The first thing that caught her attention had been his bike. Every time she saw it her inner biker babe would sit up and take notice. When he finally invited her out on a ride she said yes before he even finished the question.

"How are you feeling?" Jason wanted to know. She had slept for four hours without a nightmare. They could stay in bed longer if she wanted.

"Better." Liz knew that he was worried about her. "I think I'm ready to stop connecting with my inner sloth now." She told him with a sleepy smile.

"We don't have to get out of bed yet." Jason was very much enjoying lying here with her.

"Don't tempt me." It wouldn't take much to talk her into just staying here. Especially if he was going to stay with her. Having him so close made her feel secure, it also made her very much aware of him on a physical level. It wasn't only when she was awake, her subconscious had been aware of him as well. He had appeared in more than a few of her dreams, but the ones she had this morning after finally falling into a deep sleep made her blush to think of them.

He watched her skin flush some and wondered what that was about. "You are one to talk about temptation." Jason couldn't resist that opening. Lying with her body tucked into his had been the most delicious kind of torture. Her firm bottom had been pressed against his groin and he had spent a good portion of their time in bed hard as a spike.

"What does that mean?" Liz wanted to know.

"You feel better in my arms than anything I've ever known. Your skin is so incredibly soft. Your eyes sparkle and shine. And on more than one occasion I've completely missed everything you've said because I was too busy looking at your lips." As he watched she bit the lower one and his body started stirring. "I have been wanting to know if they are as soft as they look for a while now."

She hadn't expected all that. The change in their relationship, even though neither one of them had said anything had already happened, meant a deeper level of intimacy. It meant being able to share thoughts like the ones Jason just expressed instead of keeping them to herself. Or she could just act on them. Reaching up she cupped his cheek and urged him forward until their lips touched in a barely there kiss. "So?" She asked attempting to pull back.

Jason's fingers speared through her soft hair to keep her still. He dipped his head and kissed her again. Like the first one it started out light. Them learning how their mouths fit together. It didn't take long at all for the kiss to change. He slanted his head so that he could kiss her harder. It was his turn to nibble on that plump bottom lip and in response she opened to him. With a moan that rumbled up from his chest he got his first taste of her sweetness and he knew that kissing her was going to be addictive.

As their mouths mated she let her hands move over his back feeling the muscles ripple under her fingers. When she moved to his bicep she was amazed that she couldn't get her entire hand around it. The next thought was that his strength wasn't something she needed to fear because he would never use it against her. She moaned this time as her fingers glided across his abs. She had felt them through his shirt when on the bike, but holy moly she had no idea they were this sculpted.

Wanting to feel more of her Jason pulled her closer and rolled them so that she was partially under him. The exploration of her fingers was making him tremble. The more she touched him the harder he got. He had to take his mouth from hers or pass out. The sight of her swollen lips had him swearing low. The small dent in her chin got kissed before he moved down the column of her neck. He would need to be careful to not leave marks where others could see them, but lower on her body it would be fine. The primitive male in him liked the idea of her wearing his love bite.

Her fingers ran through his short hair when his lips stopped moving and he rested his forehead on her chest. Just below the neckline of her shirt. They were both breathing hard and her clothes felt itchy on her skin. "When was the last time you had a physical?" She wanted to know.

"Three months ago." Jason was trying to get his body back under control but it wasn't working. He knew that it would be incredible when they finally got more physical, but even he hadn't expected her to incite such a hunger in him. "You?"

"Last month." Liz stopped moving her fingers and tugged lightly on his hair. Following her unspoken request he looked up. She noted immediately that his eyes were darker. That was one sign he was definitely feeling the spark between them. The other was the pressure against her hip. "I'm healthy, and I'm on birth control."

He was actually starting to tremble harder. "I'm healthy too. I don't have any condoms in the apartment." There hadn't been a need. After he broke up with his last girlfriend he took a break from dating to assess why he kept picking women that he should not be getting involved with. Women more interested in being Jason Morgan's girlfriend, than being Jason's girlfriend because there was definitely a difference.

Liz looked into his eyes and made a decision. Having been in more than one relationship she knew that the feelings she had for Jason were not in any way ordinary. She was home with him. All the parts of her were accepted and celebrated by the man she was lying in bed with. "Since I'm on birth control, we don't need to use condoms. I've never said that to a man before." She wanted him to know.

"I've never been with a woman without one." Jason said linking the fingers of her right hand with his left one. "If something happens I won't abandon you. I need you to know that." No birth control was one hundred percent but honestly he didn't want a latex barrier between them. He wanted to feel all of her surrounding him.

"I have no doubt about that." She said keeping her eyes on his as he rose up to kiss her again. His hands cupped her face before moving down her body to the hemline of her shirt, he paused silently asking permission. Her response was to reach down and remove the colorful fabric.

His eyes stayed on hers and then he looked down at the most beautiful pair of breasts he'd ever seen in his life. They would be a perfect handful and her dusky pink nipples were making his mouth water. Not feeling the need to deny himself he leaned forward and captured a peak. When she moaned and arched against him he knew he was getting it right. That was important to him, he wanted her to be more satisfied than ever before.

His sweats needed to go so she pushed against the fabric, and was delighted to discover he was commando underneath. She very quickly discovered a body part that filled her hand so that her fingers just met. Unable to resist she started stroking and was rewarded with a moan so deep it was almost a growl. Clearly he enjoyed the attention.

He needed to move her hands because he was already riding the edge, and if she didn't stop this would be over before it started. It just felt so damned good. From somewhere he found the resolve to take her hand off his cock. "I need to be inside you." He said feeling almost feral.

Instead of answering she pushed her pajama bottoms and underwear over her hips. She was all for moving this along. They had time to go slow later, at the moment she was feeling greedy. She wanted to know what it was like to have him moving deep inside her.

"Are you ready for me?" He didn't want to hurt her.

"Feel for yourself." She said bringing his hand to her core. Not only was she already wet, but she was started to ache with her need. "Hurry."

Her honey coated his fingers and it made him want to roar in satisfaction. There was no need to wait so he didn't. Lining them up he pushed inside her waiting body telling himself to go slow. "Okay?" He asked before going further.

"Oh, yes!" Liz said tilting her hips to urge him to keep moving. "Don't stop."

Placing his hands on her hips he helped her maintain the position she was in and moved deeper into her channel. She was so tight that he had to rock before he could fully seat himself. He was sweating as he pulled back and then pushed forward again. He could feel her heartbeat beside his and that just served to highlight the intense connection they shared.

When Jason started to stroke it stole her breath. They fit together like he was made just for her. She could feel him not only where they were joined, but all over her body. Pleasure on this level was not even something that she was aware existed. Her fingers tangled in the sheets as her body strained to hold off. She didn't want it to end, but he was pushing her higher and higher every time he moved inside her body.

"Come for me Elizabeth." Jason changed positions so that he was no longer on his knees but was over her. Now he could kiss her as he moved deeper and faster inside her. He was also moving harder with each stroke and Elizabeth was making the most incredible sounds that spurred him on. The problem was that he had reached the end of his restraint. Leaving her hanging wasn't an option so she needed to peak.

When he shifted it changed the angle of his penetration, making it even more intense which she didn't think was possible. It was just too much and she exploded. She turned her face into the space where his shoulder and neck met so that his scent surrounded her as the pleasure moved through her.

When Elizabeth's inner muscles squeezed him tight he gave up. There was no stopping the climax that seemed to be pulled from him. He put his head down on her shoulder as his hips continued to pump and he emptied himself inside her. When he had nothing left to give his body relaxed and he let her take his weight before moving to her side. Reaching over Jason pulled her close because he still wanted to feel her skin against his. "Feel good?" He asked checking in.

"Amazing." She said cuddling close. "I'm very much looking forward to doing that again. Soon." Liz looked up at him and grinned.

"So are we sharing a room when we go away?" Jason liked that she was putting her wants out there. That showed trust.

"A room, a shower, and anywhere else I can have you." Liz leaned up and gave him a kiss. Placing her head on his shoulder she just relaxed and enjoyed being in her guy's arms.


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