Sexy, Can I?

Part Four-

Last week in October 2007

Jason doesn't know what the hell it is about this woman that makes him act nuts. He spotted Claudia

heading for the elevator at the Metro Court, swinging those sexy hips of hers, in that sexy dress of hers, moving that sexy ass of hers...and he jumped up and hurried after her. Just to stand next to her in the elevator and not say a word.

Fucking ridiculous.

He really needed to look into her background more. He had Spinelli doing his Jackal thing all day on Claudia, but it never came up that she's a voodoo priestess. So how does she make him jump?

I've always been able to resist chicks I need to, he thinks

But that is a lie. A major lie. And Claudia is looking a lot like the next woman Jason will not be able to resist.

The elevator jerks and then stops.

"Un-fucking-believable," Claudia hisses out.

Jason takes out his phone and calls the front desk. When he hangs up, he says, looking straight ahead "It'll be a while."

They stand there in silence for another minute.

Without saying a word, she steps in front of him, her eyes burning with hunger. She shimmies out of her dress, letting it pool around her feet, to reveal a black bra and thong. Jason nearly swallows his own tongue as he gulps in response to her unsnapping the front clasp of her bra.

She lets it fall to the ground. Jason's eyes focus on her perfectly formed breasts, and his mouth waters.

He reaches for Claudia but she holds up a hand to tell him to stay back. Jason raises an eyebrow at her.

She walks closer and whispers "You may not touch me."

Then she starts kissing his neck, his jaw, his earlobe, but not his lips. At the same time she unbuckles his belt and pants. She places one more kiss on his throat, as Jason fights hard to keep his hands from caressing her, then Claudia steps back and yanks down his pants.

She looks up at him. Dark, devious eyes hit his. Damn...she's fine. He grips the railing behind him in the elevator, to keep from touching her.

Straightening again, Claudia now brings her hands to the bottom of his shirt and works to push it up, while kissing every place she exposes. Jason rips his shirt off. She kisses his nipples, sucks and bites on them.

He's dying. This is heaven. Death isn't something to fear, after all. He's really digging it. Should have died sooner, in fact.

Or maybe this is hell...cause Claudia is no angel. Hell kicks ass. Best spot in the universe if Claudia's hands on his body is any indication of just how good it is here...in this place that doesn't exist...but he wants to stay forever.

Nothing in the real world counts here. He is not the man who has all these responsibilities, regrets and the permanently broken heart. He's just the one that Claudia is stroking into ecstasy.

Everyone needs a little time out of time. He wants to spend all of his with Claudia. Her lips finally meet his, her tongue sweeping through his mouth in an ruthless assault. Jason raises his hands to run them into her hair.

She bites his lips. "I said don't touch me. I'm off limits for you, buddy."

Claudia smirks as she drops to her knees, then draws him into her mouth

Oh my, suck me...suck me...yes...

He glances over at her, she's glancing at him. Their eyes hold. He wonders if his are filled with lust. Can she tell he's hard as hell right now? He angels his body away from her and messes with the buttons on the panel- like that will make the elevator magically start moving and get him out of this closed in space with the hottest chick he will never be able to kiss.

Claudia asks "You planning to apologize to me any time soon, Morgan? I'm waiting."

"For what? You broke into my office, not the other way around."

"You think its smart to show such disrespect? Throw me out without even hearing my proposal. You're supposed to be the smart one. Maybe my intel was wrong."

"You make moves into our territory and then try to force us into a deal. And you wonder why it didn't work? Come on...you had to know you'd get turned down. There's too much bad blood between the families to be partners in anything...even one deal."

"Its partners together or mourners together. You choose."

"Your family stays the hell in Crimson Point. That's my choice."

"Sorry. That wasn't an option." Claudia yanks out her gun. Jason spins around and pushes her against the wall.

His hand covers the gun. "What the fuck do you think you're doing? Are you crazy?"

"You're my worst enemy. I'd be crazy to not take the shot if I had it."

His body brushes against hers. If he was hard before, he's harder now. She's complete torture to be around. "And let the doors open and everyone see my dead body laying at your feet?"

"You attacked me first. There was a struggle. It was self defense."

"The camera in here will say otherwise."

"Videos disappear all the time. I'll chance it." Their eyes are inches apart, as our their lips, their ragged breaths mingle. Jason wonders if she even knows how turned on his is right now.

She might be crazy...but its in a way that hot as blazes. He doesn't believe for a second she was gonna shoot him. It wouldn't be a smart play, and this chick is definitely a game player of the first freaking degree. She just wanted to get him wound up, and she accomplished her goal.

He grabs her gun and takes a step back. "Don't be reckless. You want to keep the peace then stop coming at us. Let the tensions dies down. Wait. Be patient."

"Be a quiet, good little girl, huh? I'm a Zacchara. When all the other babies were born innocent and smelling like sweetness...I was born dirty, mad, mean and with my hand out...asking when I'm gonna get mine. And I will get mine, Morgan, even if it means stealing it from you. Why not make this so much easier on all of us and just share? Give me access to your docks and I'll give you access to our suppliers. You'll cut costs. I'll move my shipments. We will both get rich as fuck and nobody loses. Take that deal to Sonny and tell him...he accepts or he better tell his men to go out and buy black suits cause they will need them to be buried in."

"You know the problem with your plan?"

She simply glares at him as if she wants to crush him under her red high heeled feet.

"There's a wall between you...and you bringing down Sonny's organization...and I'm that wall."

Claudia steps close to Jason. He tenses. She runs her hand over his abs. He grips the gun in his hand tighter.

She smiles seductively. "That's why you need to be my inside man. That's what I was suggesting this morning. You work with me to get Sonny to go along...and then when things are running nice and smooth...no more Sonny...no more Anthony...just you and me...two Bosses...both smart enough to know that the way to stay on top is work with the right people. I'm your right person, Morgan. Recognize that...before you end up in a body bag."

"You always threaten death to the people you are trying to convince to help you?"

"Always."

A smile tugs on the corner of Jason's lips. If he wasn't so damn loyal to Sonny, out of necessity for Carly and the boys sake but loyal to the death all the same, he might take Claudia up on her offer. He's been sick of working with Sonny for years. But he gave his word more than a decade before and he would live and die by that word.

Still Claudia and her mafia dreams were a big jolt of life into his quiet boring world.

He's so used to watching everyone happy from afar...what would it be like to feel alive again? She makes him feel alive...that's worth all the rest of the craziness that comes with dealing with this gun-toting, ambition filled, beauty with her brown eyes and her red dress.

He hasn't even known her twenty four hours but he's getting in deep. He's starting to like the feeling of sinking into the ocean of madness that surrounded her. That's not a good sign. Not if he wants to stay alive much longer. Not if he wants to protect his heart and his head.

But right now all he wants is to fuck Claudia until she screams Jason! Jason! Jason! and not just hisses out Morgan.

So what that she just thought about killing him? She'll never get the jump on him. He's too good at what he does to let that happen. He'll talk her down and make all of their lives safe again.

He has to make her be reasonable...or kill her. But that would be a fucking shame.

Claudia is pressed close to him. She rubs against the hard length of him, and smiles. "You want to make a deal with me...you might turn down Anthony or John if they wanted to talk business with you...but I'm the one Zacchara you can't resist." On her tip toes, she moves close to his ear "Can you?"

The elevator jerks back to life. Jason moves away from her. "I'm keeping your gun."

"Answer me, Morgan. Do we have a deal or not?"

The doors open. He lets out a deep breath. "Not."

Before he walks away, he hears Claudia say "One day you'll be saying yes, yes, yes, Claudia...bet on it."