"You have exactly 3 seconds before I am forced to relieve you of a very crucial part of you anatomy." Her voice may have sounded calm and threatening on the surface, but her body was betraying her words. The moment she felt him behind her, she tensed up. When he spoke in her ear, she involuntarily shivered.

"You don't scare me." He brought his head closer to her ear and gave the lobe a quick, light nip. He then ran his tongue over the small part he bit.

"I should, Jason. I should scare you to death." Damn her body for responding to him. This was not part of the plan in catching Sonny Corinthos.

"You're pinned to a car, barefoot, and wearing nothing but a skimpy bikini. I'm not scared, I'm turned on." Her hands started to shake. She placed them against the window of the car and leaned over. That however was a [i]big[/b] mistake.

Sam had inadvertently pushed her ass into his groin. She heard him let out a moan as his hand pushed against her stomach, pulling her closer to him and holding her there. She had to turn the tables. Her body was betraying her in ways that she couldn't afford.

"We're outside... a police station... All I would... have to do... is scream rape... and you would have... a dozen... cops on you in a... matter of seconds." [i]Shit.[/i] Now her voice had turned against her as well. Her breathing was uneven and she could feel her eyes trying to close. Her body was saying yes. Her mind was saying no. Her body was winning.

"You don't really want to do that, do ya?" She now felt his lips on her neck. He was alternating between kissing, sucking, biting and licking. Glancing up for a second she saw the stun gun mocking her from the passenger seat.

[i]How could you have been so stupid as to not carry some type of self defense? Because I didn't expect to be attacked in the parking lot of a police station. That's no excuse! You have walked [b]into[/b] a police station with more ammo than most military men have in battle[/i]

She groaned. Her head was having an argument with itself while she had Jason Morgan basically fucking her out in the open

"Stop thinking" He moved his head to the other side her head

"Clear you mind" Jason placed a kiss on her shoulder

"Relax" He continued his oral assault on her neck, almost turning her into a puddle of mush at his feet. No man had ever been able to completely cause her to lose focus. No man until Jason Morgan.

They both heard a gasp behind them, followed shortly by the sound of car keys falling to the ground.

"JASON?!?! What the hell is wrong with you?! First that hooker this morning, and now some blonde bimbo? Outside the PCPD, no less? Are you on drugs? Or dunk?"

His head fell to rest in the crook of her neck. Sam heard him mumble incoherently before he lifted his head

"This is none of your business, Elizabeth." He didn't release her, he didn't even turn to look at their intruder.

"The hell it isn't my business, Jason! I come to the police to file an assault charge on the woman my boyfriend was getting it on with this morning, only to find him about to bang yet another sleazy piece of trash right out in the open!"

That made him move away from Sam. That made him turn around and face Elizabeth Webber head on

"First of all, I am [i]not[/i] your boyfriend. Therefore, what I do and who I do it with are no concern of yours." His eyes were cold and unfeeling

"I never want to hear you refer to me with any kind of enamored sentiment. I don't know where you got it in your head that we were dating, but it stops now!" Jason's voice had risen at the end and Sam watched as Elizabeth jumped about a foot off the ground.

She used his current distraction in order to sneak her way into the confines of her car. Unfortunately, his senses were just as strong as hers. He had snatched her wrist and pulled her away from the car to stand at his side. Her back still facing Elizabeth.

"You're not going anywhere" He was whispering, barely moving his lips. If she hadn't of been standing right next to him, she never would have heard him

"You don't mean that, Jason" Tears were forming in her eyes as she clutched her casted arm

"When I'm done with you, you're going to live up to you name Taffee" He was ignoring Elizabeth. He may have been staring right at her, but his attention was on the woman at his side.

"When I'm done, you are going to be well worked and nice and sticky. I even bet you taste as sweet as your name makes you sound" His voice was still just above a whisper, but Sam could hear the underlying want and desire

All of a sudden, she was released from her hold and lightly pushed toward her vehicle.

"Don't think this over. I [i]will[/i] come for you." With that, she got in her car and was about to close the door when she heard him speak

"I will [i]make[/i] you come for me. You're going to be begging to come for me" Elizabeth didn't catch the double meaning behind his words, but Sam did. She didn't waste any time in getting far away from Jason Morgan. Her car practically when from a stand still to 80 miles per hour in less than a second.

When she was a safe distance away, she pulled into a deserted parking lot and hit her head against the steering wheel. She had to figure out a way to make sure he never got that close to her again. She could only imagine what kind of problems that would cause.

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"Stay away from me Elizabeth. I mean it. Don't come anywhere near me or I will get a restraining order." Jason just left her standing there, the tears now freely flowing down her face. This wasn't her Jason. No, there had to be some logical explanation.

Her Jason would never act that cold toward her. If it was the last thing she did, Elizabeth was going to find out what had him acting so out of character. If the woman from his penthouse earlier had anything to do with his actions, then she would hunt the bitch down and show just how nasty she could be.

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As he was pulling out of the parking lot, he glanced back to see Elizabeth still standing in the same spot. She was no longer crying, but the puffiness of her eyes definitely gave away that she had been. He could tell that the wheels were turning, and he couldn't help but laugh at the thought of her taking on his mystery woman.

Speaking of Kujo...or Taffee... or whatever the hell her name was, he currently had a raging hard-on and he's be damned if the cause wasn't going to part of the resolution.

Turning his GPS on, the screen automatically starting giving him turn by turn directions. Jason wasn't quite sure where he was being taken, but he knew who was going to be there when he arrived. While he had been distracting her, he inconspicuously placed a tracking device on her car.

As he followed her further out of Port Charles, he couldn't help but smile. He may have said that he would help her with Sonny, but he never said he was going to be fair about it.

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After driving around for an hour collecting her thoughts, she stopped at her house to change her clothes and then immediately took off again. She had to go see Vinnie to collect her money for hauling in Manuel Ruiz. Then she stopped by the local market in order to put some kind of food in her kitchen.

When she opened the door to her apartment another two hours later, she dropped the bag of groceries. They fell the floor with a mixture of sounds. Eggs cracked, glass shattered, and boxes broke. None of that really registered with her, however

There, sitting on her living room couch like he owned it, was none other than Jason Morgan. The moment that he started moving toward her, she knew that she had to act fast. When he was within an arms length of her, she pulled something out of her pocket.

He immediately stopped short and stared her down, daring her to push the button that her finger just barely lingered above. Sam gave him a hard look before shoving the stun gun towards his bare arm.