Sexy, Can I?

Part Eight-

November 2007

Jason rarely lets himself just see what he wants and then take it for himself without thought to the consequences. But when he does, he takes it with a voracity that is stunningly intense. He is a man on a mission, once he decides it has to be Now not later, like he has decided about the gorgeous and deadly, curvy and crooked, Claudia Zacchara.

He gets her out of her dress in record time and she peels him out of his suit jacket, tie and shirt. He takes one quick look at her in her red bra and panties, and sucks in a breath at the freaking sight of her hardened nipples pushing against the fabric. He has to taste her...that's all there is to it. He pulls down one strap to the bra, and unhooks it all the same time, exposing her nipples to his hungry gaze. His hand comes up and closes over one of her breast, causing her to say "Hard...it has to be hard...remember that."

Oh he won't forget. Believe that.

He squeezes the creamy round globe and flicks at the nipple with his tongue, every second working her over a fraction harder so that the pleasure just builds and builds in her, till he starts nibbling that delicious nipple and then sucking it. She sighs and moans and hums as sensations shoot through her, saying "Uh-huh, Jason, yeah...ohh...just a little harder...rougher...bite me!"

He can do that. He'll do whatever she says cause after he does, she's gonna do what he wants. Of all his fantasies about her, he has settled on his favorite: reverse cowgirl. He can have her ass bouncing in full view, have her riding the length of him, have his hands clamped down on her tits and then rub her clit to make her come for him.

And Jason plans to make her come for him more than once tonight. He wants to make this mob rival of his lose her mind...be hooked on his fingers, his tongue, his dick. Him.

Claudia puts her thumbs in her panties, pulls them away from her and lets them drop to the floor then goes to work on his belt and the button on his jeans. Jason starts to kiss her neck feverishly. He wants to kiss every freaking inch of this woman and that is no joke, from her toes, to her lower back, to her inner thigh, to the folds of her hot, wet sex. He wants all of Claudia...he wants to own her.

But she wants to own him. So this will be one hell of a battle.

Either way, he thinks, as his hands slide to her ass, giving it a hard massage. I win.

Jason is way too gone to care that Claudia may be his ultimate destruction. He wants to be inside of her and he'll worry about if they end up shooting at each other later. The chance to kill comes around often. The chance to have her naked body sliding against his, getting sweaty slicked and happy, that's beyond rare. It might just be this one time.

But Jason will make it worth it. He will drive into her till she screams his name, till she begs for release, till she can take not one more second and then he will bring her right over the edge and feel her tighten around him like a vice.

Claudia slides her hand into his pants, moving into his boxers and brushing over him. The touch of this woman who is supposed to be off limits, his sworn enemy, his rival in all things, electrifies Jason. Damn, he thinks, this is so wrong...but so fucking right...if I wasn't supposed to fuck her then why does she look so good and act just like a badass street chick should? That can't be resisted. I'm a man...not a saint.

Anyone who doubts that just don't know this man well enough.

Claudia yanks down his pants and boxers and Jason kicks them off. He grabs her and pushes her back onto the body, laying across her, as they go backward together their mouths join again, with tongues tangling. Her fingers dig into his shoulder.

Kissing her is one of the hottest things he's ever done. He won't dare think about the other women. Claudia is all he can think about right now. She's too damn sexy to not be completely focused on.

Her breasts are too gorgeous. He could suck them for days. Her ass too perfectly round. The feel of it in his hands moments earlier sent heat pooling in his groin, making him grow even harder. Her lips are soft and wet and juicy. He sucks on her tongue, she throws one leg over his back and slides her hot wet slit over him.

Jason knows he has to stop and get a condom, and he will...in a second...in one more second...

(She's the sweetest taste of sin.
The more I get the more I want.


She wants to own me.
Come closer.


She says "Come closer."

And I just can't pull myself away
Under a spell I can't break


I just can't stop
I just can't stopI just can't stop
I just can't stop


And I just can't bring myself no way
But I don't want to escape


I just can't stop
I just can't stop
I just can't stop
I just can't stop
I just can't stop) (Ne yo)

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Claudia grinds her hips up and presses against Jason. Her spiked heel digs into his back. She knew he would screw her with her red high heels on. He glances at them every time she sees him. Just think about that: Jason Morgan brought down by a pair of spiked stilettos. Claudia shivers at how exciting that idea is to her. She knows those heels are haunting his dreams and nightmares. Its only fair cause Jason haunts her right back.

She needs a man who is strong and take charge. Claudia wants her hair tugged on and her neck left bruised and discolored from his hard, frantic sucking. This is just sex for her because she doesn't think love even exists. And it certainly does not exist between two mob thugs who will pull the trigger if anyone messes with their money or family.

But she doesn't want to think about that day right now. She wants to crawl onto the lap of this man and ride him till he knows she's his master, and he's her bitch. Maybe Jason will never break but she's gonna find out.

She pushes against him, till he is on his back and then she takes him into her hands, stroking him repeatedly, and watching his face as she does. Her fingers grow slick. There is power in this. She holds his pleasure in the palm of her hand- literally. She could ruin him, by being too rough, or just ruin him for all other woman by being as good as he knows she is at this. She licks her lips and bends down, her tongue darts out but she doesn't make contact with him till he pushing his hips up toward her. She loves making him ask for it. "How bad do you want this, Jason?"

His only answer is a grunt.

His eyes are lust filled but he's not completely broken yet. That only makes it more fun for her.

Her tongue swirls over the head of his erection. She teases him mercilessly, until he is desperate for her mouth to take him in, with one last swirl of her tongue over him, Claudia does just that.

"Fuck!" Jason cries.

Her hand grips him firmly as she strokes and licks and sucks in concert. He hasn't even ran his fingers over her center yet but she's wet enough for him to slide into her, and she dying to do just that. Her body is aching to be filled by him. Claudia sits up and moves over Jason but he stops her. He brings his lips to her and kisses her, then the most unexpected thing happens, he pulls back and brushes some hair out of her face and says "This isn't just about you being pretty."

Sure. She's heard that before.

Claudia smiles, ruefully, she knows all the things men say to make themselves feel better.

Jason goes on "I've see pretty everyday...but you're the one who's just as deadly as beautiful." He kisses her hard then as if he has to stop himself from talking. He barely ever uses more words that he absolutely has to, so every one she mulls over like a precious jewel.

Claudia feels her heart race to a level it didn't before.

He actually respects her as a business woman. Damn, now saying that was not playing fair. Cause she wants his body ten times as much now. Jason moves off the bed and she whimpers, needing to feel his lips on her again just as bad as she needs her bourbon daily , just as bad as she craves her power. She watches as he pulls a condom out of his wallet.

"Get your ass back over here, Morgan, now."