Chapter 14 (NC-17) very adult content

When Liz entered Jake's, the owner, Jake, realized that things were going to be interesting. Liz had a look in eyes that screamed trouble, and when she sat at the bar and ordered a bottle tequila, Jake was positive this was not going to be a normal night.

"You sure you want a whole bottle?" Jake asked.

"You going to sell it?"

"I suppose, just wondering what makes you come in here ordering a whole bottle of tequila, with out mentioning a glass. It's not my policy to let customers drink directly from the bottle."

"Then I would like a shot glass, lemon wedges and salt as well."

"Liz…"

"I'm drinking tonight, Jake. You selling?"

"On one condition."

"Yeah?"

"Tell me what's got you drowning your sorrows in a bottle of alcohol?"

"I had a fight with Jason."

"We all fight with our men."

"I might have thrown a vase at his head."

"That's colorful."

"And… I might have been just wee bit, a tiny bit, mind you… I might have overreacted a smidge. Only a little, I was still right."

"I noticed that you're not happy."

"Yeah."

"So, what do you prefer? Being right or being happy?"

"I'd like to be both."

"If wishes were fishes, Liz."

"Yeah," Liz said, desolately.

Jake put the bottle, shot glass, lemon wedges and a salt shaker in front of her.

"You get rowdy and I'm shutting you down."

"Yeah, okay. Can you call a cab when I pass out?"

"Girl, I'll take you home myself. Cabbies are notoriously light handed when it comes to drunk passengers."

Liz cracked a smile.

"Be careful, Liz."

Jake intended to keep an eye on Liz and see to it she didn't make herself too sick. No good the young mother ending up in the hospital. She also wondered how long it would take for Liz to realize Jason was in the bar, sitting in a dark corner. Jason hadn't noticed Liz yet, and Jake was looking forward to the fireworks that would ensue.

A blonde was sitting at the bar, two seats down from Liz, sipping a foo-foo drink. She'd been staring at Jason all night. Jake knew her, Courtney, and also knew she was a barfly. There was no love lost between the two, as Courtney had a predilection for going after men who were spoken for.

Liz had begun slamming tequila, pausing about two minutes between each of the three shots she just took. Her head was feeling full and fuzzy. She was loose and her inhibitions were getting low.

Jake was looking at the unfolding scene. Jason got up to go to the pool table, Courtney Barfly went to join him. Liz noticed Jake looking at something intently. When she turned she noticed Jason, and said barfly, she reacted. She grabbed a half empty bottle of beer on her right and launched it across the bar.

Jake reacted a bit too slow.

"Okay, everybody, closing time!" she shouted, slamming a hand down on the bar.

Liz got up and headed towards the pool table.

"What the hell?! You're crazy!" Courtney shouted.

Liz advanced on her sneered, "If you don't get your filthy, trampy, disgusting, cock-juggling self away from my man I will beat the slut out of your herpes infested body, you whore."

Jake laughed. The three looked at her. Her expression changed quickly.

"Seriously, everybody, out! We're closed."

The patrons groaned and left. Except for the three in the unfolding tableau.

"You can't talk to me like that! You drunk bitch."

Jason started to say something to Courtney.

"Oh, hell no! Listen Miss, you know good and goddamn well that man is taken, so you deserve all the abuse I can heap on you!"

Jason moved from Courtney's side of the pool table over to Liz's.

"Liz, you know I wouldn't-"

"Yes, but I don't want yet another skanky whore putting their hands on you. I'm tired of it! Why do you have to be so hot? And these hoes think they can just touch you… It makes me fucking crazy!" Liz punctuated her words with another beer bottle, picked up from a nearby table. Courtney ducked just in time.

"Courtney, you should leave, now," Jake said from behind the bar.

She started to protest.

"The bar is closed, get out."

"Fine, you crazy bitches stick together."

"And don't worry about coming back."

"Whatever, stupid bar…" she grumbled as she left.

"On that note, I'm going to head on up to my room so you crazy kids can work things out. Don't forget to lock up."

Liz stared Jason down.

"What now?" he asked.

"What now is I leave and you go back to what you were doing."

"I don't want you to leave."

"Then stop… I'm emotional Jason. And you're not! I just can't-"

Jason stopped her. "I'm not emotional? I have feelings Elizabeth."

She was starting to slowly sober.

"But I tell you what makes me crazy and you-"

"I don't know how to respond. I just don't. It's part of the injury."

"I get jealous, Jason."

"I am well aware."

"Then make me feel better for once! Tell the-"

"I would have, but a beer bottle came flying before I could even look up!"

"I'm not apologizing for that."

"Are you going to apologize for the vase?"

She stood there, staring at him.

"Maybe."

They stood silently again.

"Why can't you tell that woman to leave you alone? She's sexually harassing you! Do something about it!"

"I don't feel threatened by her, you do."

"Oh, that was just the wrong thing to say. Jason, if we ever plan on getting passed this, you need to seriously think before you speak."

He was silent.

"I'm crazy Jason, but you say some of the stupidest things."

"And you overreact."

"Yes, I do. Maybe we should call it quits."

"I didn't say that."

"Why would you stay with a crazy, overreacting, beer bottle and vase throwing psycho?"

He moved towards her, taking her hand.

"Because I love the crazy, overreacting, beer bottle and vase throwing psycho."

"You love me?"

"I love you. I love your hair, eyes, your smile and I love the way you ramble when your happy or sad or excited. I love you for giving me a son and for letting me be myself, and I will tell you everyday for the rest of my life. I am in love with you Elizabeth Webber, and I'm truly sorry for everything I said earlier."

With tears brimming in her eyes Liz spoke. "Jason you are the most infuriating man alive, I knew that you cared for me but you never once gave me any indication that you loved me. You always say that you want to make a life because of Cam but you never once said that you loved me." She took a deep breath. "That maybe what caused my minor overreaction to Carly Jax."

"Well," he said, pulling her into his arms, "I'm going to show you how much I love you now."

"Right now?"

"Yes."

She hopped up and wrapped herself around him, legs around his waist, arms around his neck. She pulled his head to her, lips coming together with bruising force. Liz didn't feel like gentle. She wanted… More.

Jason returned her passion and then some, he turned until she was resting on the edge of the pool table, and his hands went to her face, then running through her hair. Liz kissed him everywhere she could lay her lips. She then pulled at his jacket, pushing it off of his shoulders, then tearing the t-shirt over his head. She fondled him as her mouth tasted every part in it's reach.

Jason gave as good as he got. His hands on her breasts, squeezing, thumbs rubbing her nipples, fingers sliding down her body.

Suddenly Liz pushed him back, he looked startled until she began pulling her shirt off, pushing the straps of her bra off her shoulders, advancing on him until he was pressed against the bar. She was topless quickly, rubbing her body against his.

Jason quickly changed their positions, lifting her up onto the bar. Liz scooted back as he jumped up to join her. He was on her, grinding against her, his mouth on her breasts, making her moan and cry out. Liz managed a hand in between them, unzipping his jeans, reaching inside to feel his hardness, to make him as crazy as he was making her.

Jason returned the favor, undoing her pants, pulling them down and off before he reached between her legs gently playing with her nether lips.

"Do you like that, do you want more" he asked as he inserted one finger and then another into her core.

"God, yes, Jason. I want you right now!" she said panting and clawing at him wildly.

He claimed her mouth in another hard, punishing kiss.

"Right fucking now, Jason!" pushing him away so that he could finish removing is pants.

After he divested himself of his pants, he moved back in between Elizabeth's legs. He gave her a hard kiss, while moving one of her legs up to rest on his shoulder. He took his cock in hand and gently rubbed her clit with the head. He enter her core with a powerful thrust.

He began to move after about thirty seconds of stillness. He pulled almost completely out, then pushing halfway back in. Then again and again until he pushed all the way in touching her womb. Elizabeth screamed at the top of her lungs, passion unhinging her.

"Jason! Oh, my God!"

Elizabeth's body began to tremble with the first stages of an orgasm. Jason knew she was close, but want to make it last longer.

He whispered in her ear, "Don't come yet, sweetheart. Hang on, baby, just a little bit longer."

Liz had other ideas, removing her leg from his shoulder wrapped both around is lower back. Elizabeth made her inner muscles ripple and triggered both their orgasm.

"Oh, God, Elizabeth!" Jason yelled between clenched teeth, the buried his face in the crook of her neck. "I love you so much."

"I love you, too." She smiled at her man. "Do you think we can get of the bar now and go home?"

"I have room upstairs," he replied with a smile.

"Well. Get me to a bed, so I can break you in half again."

"You're going to kill me someday woman," Jason smirked.

"And you'll love every second of it."