I hope you enjoy this latest chapter and once again, I can't thank you enough for all your wonderful feedback.. This chapter doesn't really need a warning, I will only say that it have a few suggestive ideas… Enjoy!
Chapter Thirty-Seven
Jason stood beside Elizabeth, his emotions so out of sync with the look that graced his face, that anyone, who didn't know Jason well, would think the man was ready to implode.
"I'm sorry Jason, I don't know what set Luke off, but he showed up here and started bellowing like a moose in heat." Elizabeth said, a small smile twitching her lips. The whole episode starting to feel surreal, almost as if she had dreamed it. But the cool air blowing against her nude upper half, was more than enough proof to the fact that it was nothing like a dream, a nightmare perhaps, but it was real, too real in fact.
"You have nothing to be sorry about, but where was Johnny or Max? Luke especially in his current state of mind, should not have been let within ten feet of you, never mind actually reaching the penthouse." Jason said, his mind moving at a hundred miles an hour.
Jason slipped his arms around Elizabeth, her bare chest pushed tightly against his. He was taking comfort from feeling her so close to him. He couldn't imagine what she was going through right now, but the fact remained, Luke had, unwittingly given them the perfect excuse to move forward their plan. It was going to be a little earlier than they had planned, but the sooner it began, the sooner it could end.
"I will deal with Luke, he will not get close to you again. But he has offered us the best excuse for us to fight and argue. The next few months are going to be hard, maybe harder than either of us have ever had to deal with before. But throughout it all, I want you to know that I love you.
Not wanting to waste a moment more, Jason slipped down to one knee. Behind his back he brought his left hand, holding something within his loosely closed fist. It struck him as odd, that he was proposing to his soon to be fiancé, while she was partially naked. But once you got past that little oddity, once could see the sincerity, love and happiness that consumed and burned within Jason.
"I had meant to do this as some grand gesture, it is nothing short of what you deserve, but seeing as how our plans are speeding up, perhaps more than we had planned for. I had planned on a midnight bike ride to nowhere. The moon and stars our only guide. I wanted to make this a night worth remembering. Perhaps we can still do that, when Lucky and his cloying dark shadow, is completely behind us. I wanted to make sure this graced your finger before anything else happens." Jason said, his voice low and passionate.
"I love you, I think I always did. And while I may not say it enough or speak about my feelings, I want you to know what you mean to me. I want you to know that you are never far from my thoughts. I will protect you with my life, my last breath, if it ever came to that, and that of our child. And once this plan of ours is over and things are back to as normal as they can be, I want to make you my wife. This ring isn't only to state my intentions, but to remind you on those nights that are going to be lonely and perhaps very hard to deal with, all the while knowing that we can't be together, at least not yet. I need you to remember what you mean to me and our child." Jason finished, hoping he was conveying what it was he felt, but feeling nonetheless, like he was coming up short.
So instead of waiting for her to say anything, Jason slowly slipped the ring upon her finger and stood quickly up. Taking her in his arms, showing her exactly what he felt and instilling it so completely, that never would she doubt his feelings. Not giving her a chance to even glimpse the ring, there would be time for her to see it later. Right now he wanted, no! he needed to have her in his arms, need to feel his lips devouring hers, drinking in her headiness, drinking from her as if she were a fine wine, meant to be enjoyed, savored and respected.
There have been epic loves throughout time, and epic kisses as well, but not a single kiss held as much love and feeling as the kiss that Jason bestowed upon Elizabeth's rose colored lips. The kiss started off slow and tentative almost, swiftly changing into something of epic proportions. Lust, passion, desire filled their kiss. Their tongues dueled and tasted of one another. Discovering each want and fulfilling each unasked desire. For moments, that felt like days, they became one, a simple kiss, turned out to be nothing of the sort. Hand's swiftly moved over pliable flesh, begging for more and granting all wants. In that moment, there was nothing else, the world ceased to exist, for at that moment, and all those after, there was no doubt, they were of one mind and body.
Slowly, almost reverently, their lips parted. Every moment that had come before, before them that is, now did not exist, past hurts, past loves, all ceased to matter. For the first time for the both of them, they were starting fresh. No man or woman held the key to separate them any longer. For one single moment, life was finally what they both wanted and needed. And finally, they understood, life could throw whatever it wished at them, for no matter the odds, they were going to persevere and their love would win out. Their love, their passion, was not unrequited, each felt it their sole mission to please the other. Their goal was to shower one another with love, to obtain a lasting bond and make a happy hope. They were striving for perfection, even if unattainable, it was worth fighting for. For there was no ending to be seen in their intermingled future. Eternity would be reformed for them, because no force could ever tear them apart.
"Yes!" Elizabeth said, the words coming out in a breathy whisper. Clearing her throat, yet still not able to speak above a hoarse, sexy tone, "There is nothing I would prefer to do, than to be your wife. I love you and that will never change. I was a fool, it has always been you. To begin with, it was fear that caused me to remain silent, but my heart was always yours, I am so sorry it took so long and that I chose Lucky over you, it was never really about him, it was about the boy who used to love me and who saved me. I let my fear control me, I let other people's wants and desire lead me from you. There is no other, I am forever yours."
Jason knew she could express her feelings better, but what was the point, instead of allowing words to speak any longer, he once again took hold of her lips. No sooner did their lips meet than she was swept into his strong arms. He may be lousy at expressing the most important emotions, at least speaking them, but he could show her with his body and soul, just what she meant to him.
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Carly convinced Bobbie to keep her mouth shut, even though she was against whatever it was Carly was up to.
Bobbie was beyond shocked when Carly had first showed up on her door. Three months was a long time, and her current condition left much to wonder about, especially when Carly refused to talk about it.
Carly proved to once again of being a vindictive woman with a heart full of gull. Bobbie knew that things were going to turn bad, but she was hopeless, helpless to change the course. She could betray her daughter, offering her up to Sonny and Jason, but to what end, where would Carly be after that. Tormented by the unreality of her situation, Bobbie remained silent, wishing and hoping for a niche in which an answer might lie, but for once, Bobbie understood, it was Carly's choice, she was determined to do what she pleases, instead of being drawn in, Bobbie refused to be bated and drug through the mud. Carly had made her choice's that didn't mean they were Bobbie's choice's though.
It was only a matter of time that her arrival in Port Charles would be uncovered, but she truly believed her mother would remain quiet, at least till she left. Then once she met up with Lucky, she could further put her plan in motion. A few more details and she could go, and be the happier for it. Bobbie had started to get on her nerves, he mother was adamant about her stupidity, claiming she was foolhardy for trying her hand at revenge. No matter though, she was going to have retribution, one way or another.
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Elizabeth and Jason lounged on the sofa, her lying between his legs, their hands twined together. It was a perfect setting, but even more so a perfect moment. One in which they were slowly becoming used to. Perfect moments had seemed fleeting, like happiness, but with love and hope, who knew what their future could hold.
Jason had called Stan, he was due to arrive shortly, but for the moment, they could just enjoy being together, for all too soon things were going to change.
Elizabeth deftly flipped her position, her legs moving to either side of Jason's. She knew nothing could happen just yet, but that was okay, she could tease and torment, just a little. Her mouth descended upon his, taking special care to delight in the taste that was purely Jason.
His hands moved into her hair, twining and gently pulling, extracting pure animalistic desire from him. Even the thought of Stan walking in upon them, couldn't still his wants, his finger's found the hem of her shirt and with painstaking slowness, began to lift the shirt.
A knock sounded on the door, but before either could utter a sound, Stan walked in. Looking uneasy and disturbed. Jason seen the look, but was still helpless to do or say anything. Elizabeth's lips had found his neck and ear lobes, she was driving him to distraction. She nipped lightly at his neck, extracting a deep throaty moan, the sound was out before Jason even had a chance to stop it.
Finally the couple pulled a little way a part, but it took a startling, unaccustomed moan from Stan to finally do what neither of them really wanted to do. He cleared his throat, his eyes darting everywhere, except towards the couple. A rosy blush had highlighted his cheeks and add even more color to his dark skin.
He had been single for such a long while now, and seeing his boss and his girlfriend in such a conflicting position, slightly took his breath away. There was nothing more that he wanted than to leave Jason and Elizabeth alone, but the sad fact, there was no one waiting for him at home, at least not to help him with his new uncomfortably tight pants.
"Stan, did you find the tapes that I asked about?" Jason asked, slowly slipping from beneath Elizabeth.
"I found them, but you aren't going to like what you see on them!" Stan said, as an afterthought, he added, "Don't shoot the messenger, right!"
"Bring them up, let me see." Jason said, his frustration and anger growing in tantamount, at first matching then surpassing his obvious desire.
Stan was thankful for the baggy shirt and the chair he was allowed to fold himself into. He couldn't handle another embarrassment today, one was quite enough.
Stan pulled up the video footage, widening the viewing screen so all three of them could see what was on it. Elizabeth's disheartened moan was enough to cause a chill to run the course of Stan's spine, if her reaction to the contents of the disk were so obvious, he feared what look he might receive from his boss. Noble he wasn't but curiosity did kill the cat, so against his better judgment, Stan raised his eyes and met those of his employer. The chill multiplied, traversing his entire body, causing Goosebumps to flood his skin. Anger was evident upon Jason's face, but puzzlement as well.
"What is going on?" Jason asked, his normal composure lost to the feeling like things were speeding out of their control. Something was going on, and it didn't look good, for any of them.
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