Jason Morgan and Alexis Davis, canon
September 2010

Instant Addiction
Part Six
Mature

Alexis asked, with her back against the door of her youngster daughter's bedroom, "If we have sex again don't you think it would lead to dating and don't you think that would be a disaster waiting to happen and don't you think you should leave while we can still say we didn't go too far today despite being extremely tempted to? Don't you think so too?

She paused and added "Don't you think its unwise to risk heartbreak over this?"

"No."

NO? she repeated in her head. No? So he wants to really go there...more than just to have some more hot sex...he wants to risk his heart on this? WHAT? WHAT? WHAT?

A long moment passed where he simply stared at her before he said "Alexis-."

"WHAT?"

"Are you okay? Do you want to sit down?"

"Perhaps that would be best." She sat on Molly's bed.

Staring at Jason standing there, in his normal Jason wear- jeans, black tee, leather jacket- looking like normal old hitman self, Sonny's buddy, Sam's ex, that Jason she knew so well but feeling like....her Jason...was very confusing for Alexis. Last night made her feel alive and wanted and delicious.

Today made her wonder if she was going to somehow get a lot more of last night in her life.

She swallowed hard. Jason rubbed at his head. "All I know is I don't want to leave here....thinking we're done."

"We're."

"What?"

"Nothing. Its just you used this plural...for you and I...we're."

"Are you feeling all right today?"

"I don't need a doctor. I'm just dazed. If Jason Morgan was in your house talking about having sex and dating and using we're then you would be dazed too. Wait, that didn't make sense...okay if...lets say Heidi Klum was in your house..."

"Lets say Alexis Davis." His tone was one hundred percent sexual frustration.

Okay. No more talking. Talking was for talkers. Alexis wanted to no longer be a talker so she bounded off the bed and practically threw herself on Jason, kissing him like she needed his mouth to get her air to stay alive.

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What just happened here? Jason wondered as he lifted Alexis off the ground in this steamy, indecent, mouth wide open, tongue tangling, feel it in your groin, kiss.

One second she was saying she didn't want to risk getting hurt and the next she was saying he was some sort of amazing man that made her breathless and dazed, then she was kissing him. Jason was pretty unsure about why Alexis did what she did, and said what she said, and worried over what she worried over, but he was glad that she got past whatever was holding her back.

He'd been aching to kiss her since his eyes opened this morning.

He had scratch marks down his back from her that weren't healed yet, and he wanted to get some more. But not in her kid's bedroom. Still his brain was so foggy that he did start to push her against the dresser, when he realized that it was a mini child's size piece of furniture.

Jason jerked his lips back, breathing hard. "We're doing this?"

"I really don't know. I mean you said you wanted to, didn't you? Right? I understood...you to...have said you'd....take a risk on us. So that...means...we're doing this.....aren't we?" Her lips were swollen and her breathing erratic. Her eyes were dark with hunger, but also confusion lurked there.

"We're doing this," he repeated and then he grabbed her hips and ground against her, making her throw her head back and moan. "Damn....that's what I wanted to hear today."

"Bedroom."

"Lets go."

Fuck yeah. They were doing this. All that talking had been worth it. Even if he didn't know why she worried so much that he wouldn't want to date her. She was Alexis Davis....he was a man who could appreciate a gorgeous, intelligent, loyal, intense, cunning, brilliant, sexy as hell in jeans, gowns, and business suits hot blooded woman.

She was Alexis, who he knew since Michael was a baby. Hell yeah he would date her. He should have thought of opening with that sentence when he came through the door today. Then he would already be inside of her-the only place he really wanted to be now.

Because that felt right. He didn't want to have to walk away another time from something that felt so good...he didn't want to mourn her...he wanted to make her scream his name until she forget any man had ever been in her bed but him.

Jason followed Alexis into the hall, getting hard and hot just thinking about what they were about to do, pulling off his clothes as he did.

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She hurried down the hallway to her room. As they walked she stripped off her jacket, and tossed it on the floor, stripped off her silk blouse and it went to the floor, stripped off her shirt and threw it down near the door of her room.

She wasn't shy about her body in front of him-like she was sometimes in the mall when she tried on clothes and salespeople lied that everything fit perfect. There should be a law against doing that.

Alexis knew that Jason found her hot. The way his body reacted to hers the night before proved that to her.

She spun around in her room and faced him, to find his shirt and jacket were laying by his feet and he was yanking off his shoes and socks. As soon as Jason straightened, Alexis immediately started to lay kisses on his chest, while whimpering lustfully. He grabbed her ass and squeezed it.

"Jason," she said breathlessly, looking up into his eyes, that were filled with desire for her, "this is a surprise."

"Yeah," he ground out.

"The next time you see a woman on a balcony-"

He picked her up, her legs wrapped around his waist. "Can we talk later?" He walked toward the bed, kissing her neck as he did.

"Don't kiss her."

He put her on the bed, she lay there, propped up on her elbows, as his eyes devoured her. He grunted "Why? It worked out." Then he started to take off his jeans.

"Unless its me!"

"Got it." He kicked the jeans off, then the boxers.

She reached out and took him into her hands. He let out a deep seated moan. She loved the feel of caressing him. It was pure power and lust and insanely erotic. Her eyes drifted up to meet his.

He watched her hand moving up and down his shaft. Her tongue came out to lick him.

"Fuck," Jason cursed as she circled the tip of him.

She couldn't compare this to any other man she had been with...each were different, special in their own way...but none were like being with him. Alexis and Jason together were unique. It didn't remind her of anything else she'd ever known before. It was so much more wilder. So much more feral. Animalistic.

Alexis found herself pushing past the limits of what she would normally do, caressing places she usually didn't...and each time she gently squeezed here or ran a finger there....he jerked beneath her hand, into her mouth, and she felt like she was just the woman he needed in his life.

Who else got him like this? If he could really leave her today and find someone else that could make him this crazed then Alexis did not want the details. She liked that she could take Jason here though. She could match him move for move...and together they became more than they were apart....better...more intense...more alive.

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Jason knew he was getting close to exploding. Usually he could last a while but her mouth, hands, the things she did with them, it was all too good. Too hot. Too erotic. Too wet and nasty and beyond what most women bothered to do all at once.

She was ruining him for other chicks. He didn't mind though.

"Alexis," he choked out. His tone a warning.

She let him slip out of her hot, wet, mouth but kept stroking him as he climaxed. He thought he seriously would pass out when she drug her finger through his release, as it rested on her chest, and licked that finger.

Whoa. He might not leave this lake house again. The lake house seemed a nice place to die. He could just stay here for good.

Jason knew he was losing his mind. But he didn't blame her. Hell, he had needed to lose it like this for a while now.

He lay down on the bed, panting and spent. Alexis starting kissing his chest and working her way down his body, to that trail of hair, which she kissed, making his gut clench. He pulled her up and brought her mouth to his.

One word went through Jason's head: Mine.

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Later Alexis found him gripping her thighs as he stood next to the bed and pumped into her, hard and fast, like the night before, then harder and faster, harder and faster, till her mind was just a blur of colors but no images, and her ears were filled with the sounds of them, all the desperate words they let slip out of their lips, and the steady creaking of the bed, and her body...her body...that was his.

"Oh my GOD. JASON!"

All his.