Chapter Four

Elizabeth had to talk to Jason.

She was nervous.

Which was most unusual for Elizabeth considering that she had known Jason for well over eight years now. The look on his face however put her on edge. Sliding off her coat she sat it on the back of the chair and tried not to think of what they had done on that damn chair. It was really amazing the things that man could do, especially in tight, closed in spaces.

Elizabeth cursed herself as her body heated at the thought of him doing just that to her again, but this time spreading her across that table and putting his lips down on her aching…

Stop it, she hissed at herself. All she needed right now was to be reminded of their times together, or how much it hurt to realize it might not happen again. Elizabeth’s heart tightened at the thought, and once again she was cursing herself, not realizing that Jason was moving until he was right in front of her.

“Are you okay?” he asked with slight concern in his eyes. But she could fully see that he was still angry – and hurt.

She cursed once more. “Damn it!” she yelled out.


Pushing open the door to Kelly’s, Emily walked inside with a slightly silly smile on her face. Walking over to the counter she took a seat in front of Mike and sighed in contentment.

Mike looked up from filling a glass of coke for a customer and couldn’t stop the smile that brightened his face, considerably. He hadn’t seen Emily this happy in years. “You look happy this evening Emily,” he commented, putting the glass on the counter and straightening to look at the woman fully, giving her his full attention.

If her smile couldn’t get any bigger, it did. “I am Mike,” she said, closing her eyes. “Everything is going so well!”

Nodding Mike leaned in, his elbows on the counter. “Consider what happened this morning with Lucky…it’s good to see someone in good spirits.”

Emily sat forward in her seat, eyeing the man in front of her. Over the past ten years that she had come to know Mike she had learned a lot about him. Although he was a gambler, Mike Corbin had a soft heart – which was probably why she and Sonny had gotten together. She had seen the softhearted man in Mike, but when it came to Sonny Corinthos, it was another story. Even though it still hurt to think of her past with the man, she was glad that they had parted ways on good terms and not bad.

“Well,” she said. “If things go my way, Elizabeth and Jason will be well on their way to a reconciliation by tomorrow morning.”

Mike frowned. “Elizabeth and Jason?” he asked. “Emily, I don’t think that’s a good idea.”

Before Emily could say anything more a voice from behind stopped her, and abruptly put an end to her happy mood.

“Either do I,” said Carly as she folded her arms across her chest.

Oh brother, Emily thought with a moan, as she covered her face.


She was so beautiful.

Jason tried to remember why he was mad at Elizabeth in the first place, but it was so hard when she stood there looking so vulnerable that he wanted to take her in his arms and upstairs. However the look on her face told him otherwise, so he took her hand and instead of taking her upstairs, he led her to the couch.

She obviously had something to say otherwise she wouldn’t be here. It had to have been hard for her to come here, considering that he had nearly bashed Lucky’s head into the floor. Seeing her fear had been shocking, but Jason couldn’t change what he had done, not matter how much he wanted to.

“Look about earlier…” he started, not looking at her. “I umm…I don’t know what happened. All I remember is his hands on my sister, and hearing her cry. God Elizabeth I could have killed him today.”

He watched Elizabeth nibble slightly on her bottom lip and had to still himself. Jason cursed as he felt himself harden slightly. He couldn’t resist her, but damned if he would touch her right now. They had to talk, that much he knew.

Elizabeth turned on the couch and looked at Jason. She swallowed past the lump in her throat. It wasn’t the time to get scared right now. This had been a long time coming, and she wasn’t going to run this time. “I know you were trying to protect Emily from Lucky. I am so glad that you were there to help her.”

Jason closed his eyes. “That still did not give me the right to attack Lucky like that,” he said running his hands through his hair.

“Jason,” whispered Elizabeth. Reaching over she took his hand in hers. “You were trying to protect your sister.”

“No, I was jealous!”

Elizabeth frowned in surprise. She then watched him get up from the couch and walk to the window near the pool table. Memories from the night of the blackout came to her. How she had come to him, having no place to go. How he had opened up his heart and let her in a little. God, she couldn’t lose that connection. Wiping the tears that suddenly appeared on her face, Elizabeth got up from the couch.

“Y-you…were jealous?” she asked in a stuttering voice. She swallowed once again, her throat tightening. “Of what Jason?”

Shaking his head, Jason didn’t turn to her. He kept his eyes on the window even though he couldn’t see outside through the now, pouring rain. “Nothing,” he said. “Forget about it.”

Rolling her eyes, Elizabeth folded her arms. “Jason there is two things I hate most in the world. People lying to me, and people avoiding me,” she said, her voice stronger. “So either say what you were going to say or…”

“Or what?” he asked, again not turning to look at her.

“I’ll leave,” she said and watched as his shoulders tensed at her words. Sighing, she closed her eyes. “Jason it took a lot for me to come over here. And I’m still wondering why I even bothered. It’s not like you have feelings for me.”

Jason turned finally, glaring at her. “How the hell do you know what I feel, huh?” he snapped at her, angry that she would even dare say that to him. Didn’t she know how he felt? Didn’t she know how he had been feeling for the past eight years? Or was she as blind as he had been?

Elizabeth laughed. “Oh please Jason, really! Come on! I’m not Courtney, strong and tough as she was when she was alive. I’m not Brenda either. And I am definitely not Sam! I have to face it that you are still in love with her, and one day Sam is going to come back and the two of you are going to be together! Where does that leave me? Where I have always been! Alone!”

“I am not in love with Sam…” started Jason.

“Of course you are!” Elizabeth yelled, interrupting him. “God I swear, you almost had me. When I came to Jake’s last night, I knew I should have left. I knew I would lose it if you touched me and you did…” she stopped and looked away. “I am losing myself in you Jason and I’m afraid I won’t come back. I can’t do that…not to Cameron!”

Jason took a step forward. “Elizabeth, please listen to me…”

Shaking her head, Elizabeth stepped back, her back hitting the couch. “No…please don’t,” she said holding out her hand to stop him. “I can’t do this. I can’t be like this with you. It isn’t fear to my son, or me for that matter. Before I had Cameron it was okay, it was okay to wait for you. And the simple fact that women and men came between us…it was okay Jason. I loved Lucky so much, but there was always a part of my heart that I gave to no one…except you.”

Swallowing, Jason looked away. “What…what are you saying Elizabeth?” he asked.

“I’m saying,” she started and took a deep breath. “I’m saying that I am in love with you. I’ve been in love with you for a long time. And, I always will be, but I can’t do this. I can’t always wait for you to go to someone else. I can’t always wait for you to realize that you love Sam more than me. I just can’t do it Jason.”

Turning away from him, Elizabeth walked over to the desk, running her hands through her hair. “Wow,” she said. “I finally said it.”

Jason looked at her and tried not to give into the urge to go after her again. He needed for her to know the truth too. “You were afraid to tell me this?” he asked. At her nod, he sighed again. “Why?”

Elizabeth turned and looked at him. “There was always someone else Jason,” she said folding her arms. “Let’s face it. Maybe we weren’t meant to be.”

“No,” he said shaking his head.

“Yes, Jason. I’ve always known that a relationship with you would never happen,” she said walking over to the chair and grabbing her coat. “I just didn’t know how much it was going to hurt.”

Jason took a step forward. “Don’t go,” he said.

Elizabeth closed her eyes. “Damn it!” she cried. “Don’t do this to me!”

“Don’t do this to me!” he yelled back.

“Then let me go!”


Throwing her coat down, Elizabeth threw her hands up in the air and yelled in frustration. “Why not!”

“Because I love you damn it!” he yelled back at her. His chest heaving as he tried to drawl in a breath. He then realized what he had just said, and instead of feeling guilty about it, he felt relieved.


Moving away from the counter with her dinner and chocolate milkshake, Emily made her way toward the door and sighed when Carly blocked her exit.

“What do you want Carly?” she asked with a roll of her eyes. “You got what you wanted. I’m not with Sonny; I barely even speak to him for that matter. He’s yours now, leave me alone.”

Carly put a hand out, stopping Emily from moving. “We got more serious problems than your or my love life. I want Elizabeth to leave Jason alone. I don’t want her around him, I don’t want her going to his penthouse, and I don’t want her accidentally running into him.”

“Uhm…Carly…excuse me, I’m sorry to interrupt you,” said Emily, her voice dry. “But you do know this is Port Charles? Where everyone knows everybody. Jason and Elizabeth are bound to run into each other.”

Folding her arms, Carly raised an eyebrow. “Fine, then tell Miss Stuff It to walk the other way.”

Emily laughed and then sat her drink and the food down. “You know what Carly, this has been happening for the past eight years. You coming between Elizabeth and Jason, then let’s see…it was Courtney…and then Sam. What next? You going to try to get my brother back into bed with you?”

Carly glared at Emily. “God, you bitch,” she said taking a step forward.

Emily took one step forward too, prepared to fight for her brother and Elizabeth.

“Oh no, not again!” yelled Mike as he came between the two women. “I’ve already had a fight in here today. I do not need another one!”

Carly tried to jump at Emily. “Then you need to tell Elizabeth to keep her slimy hands off Jason!” she yelled.

“No, what you need is a reality check Carly,” yelled Emily. “You do not own Jason, and you need to stop trying to run his life. He was fine until you came to town!”

“Oh so Miss Princess Quartermaine finally speaks out,” mocked Carly, shaking her head. “What a crock of…”

“Caroline!” yelled a voice that stopped the fight altogether. As one, Emily, Carly, and Mike turned to see Bobbie.

Arms folded, Bobbie moved forward. “I do not know what is going on here, but I want this to stop immediately!” she snapped. “Our customers are scared enough about this morning, I don’t need to hear that they refuse to come back here.”

Emily closed her eyes and then walked over to the table and grabbed her things. “I’m sorry Bobbie,” she said, than nodded to Mike. “It won’t happen again.”

“See that it doesn’t,” answered Bobbie for Mike.

Walking toward the door, Emily was prepared to walk out when Carly grabbed her by the arm. “Let. Go.”

Carly tightened her hold. “Make sure Elizabeth stays away from Jason. I mean it Emily,” she said. “I will do anything to make sure of it.”

Gripping Carly’s hand, Emily pushed her away. “Grow up,” she snapped. “Jason isn’t your responsibility. Oh, and umm…get a new wardrobe. You look like a walking street hussy who would hump the nearest mailbox.”

Sounds of gasps were left in her wake as Emily made her way back to the docks for the next launch to Spoon Island, a smile firmly in place.


Elizabeth swallowed past the lump that formed in her throat again. Tears blurred her vision and she reached up, brushing them away. She wouldn’t cry, she wouldn’t cry. Taking a step forward, she looked up at Jason. “What…” she stopped and closed her eyes. She then took a deep breath and forced the words out.

“What did you just say?” she asked, opening her eyes to look at him again. She wouldn’t lose it, not now.

Jason took a step, closing the distance between them. “You heard what I said,” he answered, his voice breaking slightly.

Shaking her head, Elizabeth moved back a step. “I might have made a mistake,” she said. “You didn’t say, what I think you did.”

“What do you mean? Of course I said it, I mean I did yell it out,” he said making another move toward her. Jason knew she was going to bolt, but this time he wasn’t going to let her leave.

Elizabeth nodded, feeling herself moving backwards. “Yes you did, but I must have heard you wrong. Can you repeat it?” she asked looking around.

Jason shook his head, continuing to move after her. “No, you know how I feel Elizabeth,” he said.

“No, I…” she stopped when her back hit the door. She was trapped between him and freedom. The only problem is was that she didn’t want it. When his hands slammed out on either side of her she jumped, more out of surprise than fear. Fearing Jason had never been the problem. “Jason…”

Leaning in, Jason closed his eyes, the smell of shampoo mixing in with a scent that was completely Elizabeth. A growl burst from his chest as he leaned his body against hers, giving into his body’s urge to feel her. He began tracing his finger down her arm. Mine, he growled in thought. “You smell good,” he whispered in her hair, his nose brushing against ear.

Oh. My. God. He was going to take her, right here against the door. Elizabeth almost purred at the thought, almost forgetting why she was here in the first place. “Jason, don’t.” She barely got the words out, gasping when his breath tickled her skin. She had to get away from him.

“Mine,” he growled against her ear, his body pressing her further against the door, both of his hands now moving down her arms. “So soft.”

Elizabeth moaned as desire raked through her body at his words, and the fact that he was rocking against her. She felt him, heavy and hard against her belly. Fighting the urge to move against him, she put her hands on his arms. “Jason, don’t…”

Except Jason wasn’t listening. Gripping her hips in his hands he lifted her up until she had no other choice but to wrap her legs around his waist. The dress she had on being forced up her legs until it lay against her thighs. He then ground his hips into her, extracting a cry from her that made him even harder. “Eliza…beth,” he moaned, moving his lips over her neck, loving her skin with his tongue.

“Oooh…fuck,” moaned Elizabeth, her head falling back against the door. Damn it, if he didn’t know how to make her weak with wanting. She was close to losing it again. “Jason…no…please don’t.”

Jason growled against her skin, nipping at her skin until he heard her moan again. He then licked at his bite. “I want you Elizabeth,” he said, his lips near her ear again. “I want to be inside you. Right here…right now.”

Elizabeth was near the breaking point. If he didn’t stop, she knew she would give in. Not just for this round, but for the next round for the rest of her life. It was all or nothing. “Jason please, you don’t know what your doing,” she said, her voice breaking at the end with another cry when he sucked her earlobe into his mouth. A wet, heavy sensation rocked through her body and settled between her legs. Gripping his arms tighter, Elizabeth tried to breathe.

“You want me,” said Jason, moving his mouth away from her neck and up to hers. His eyes were dark, desire darkening his blue orbs. “I can see it.”

“No,” she moaned, trying not to give into the urge to rock her hips against him. She needed him as much as he did. “No Jason…”

Jason smiled as he reached between them. Watching her eyes widen as he pushed his hand under her panties and cupped her. “You’re wet…that tells me that you want me badly.” He then leaned forward and ran his tongue over her bottom lip, moving his hand over her.

Elizabeth cried out, her hips moving against his hand. “Jason,” she cried in surprise.

“Let me in baby,” he groaned brokenly, moving his fingers over her, but not entering her. “Say you want me.”

Her head fell back against the door, and even the pain didn’t stop her from pushing down on his fingers, moaning as her desire raked even higher. “No,” she moaned.

Jason added pressure to her aching clit, watching her eyelids roll shut. “Tell me you love me,” he growled. “Tell me you want this as much as I want it too.”

Elizabeth lost it as her orgasm hit her suddenly by surprise. “Jason!” she cried. “Oh my God!”

Growling, Jason leaned forward and took her lips with his in a hard kiss, thrusting two fingers into her as he thrust his tongue into her mouth. She felt and tasted so good!

She surrendered to Jason and his kiss. Returning the kiss, Elizabeth moaned into his mouth and moved her hips down onto his hand, her pleasure returning quickly. No one had ever made her feel like this, except for Jason.

Moving away from the doorway, Jason sat her on his desk. Knocking everything off of it he ripped his lips from her and pulled his fingers from her. Watching her open her eyes, Jason leaned in and kissed her again. “I love you,” he whispered against her lips. “I love you so much.”

Elizabeth smiled, tears coming to her eyes at his words. “Jason…I love you too,” she said leaning forward and taking his lips with hers. As he responded, Elizabeth reached between them and undid his jeans. Reaching inside she cupped him in her hand, smiling against his lips as he groaned.

Leaning his forehead against hers, Jason pushed against her hand. “I need you,” he moaned.

“Mmm…what happened to taking me against the door?” she asked, tightening her hand over him.

Jason growled, his hand cupping her again. “I thought I’d take you against the desk,” he said sliding his fingers inside her again.

Elizabeth let her head fall back, heat racing through her again. “Oooh…fuck,” she moaned. “I don’t know…I kind of like it up against the wall.”

He smiled, deepening the thrust of his fingers. “You’re a little tease,” he said sucking on her bottom lip.

Pulling back, Elizabeth ground her hips down. “No…I just want you inside me,” she said. “And it’s been one of my fantasy’s.”

Jason continued to move his fingers into her, watching her face. “You’ve fantasized about me doing you against the wall?” he asked.

Spreading her legs further, Elizabeth leaned back against the desk. “Among other places,” she moaned.

She looked so hot lying on his desk like that. Moving his hand once again, Jason ripped the buttons of the dress until it was off. He then did the same to her panties and bra. Once she was naked he pulled off his own shirt before leaning down and taking a hard nipple into his mouth.

“Oh God,” moaned Elizabeth, her hands moving into his hair to pull him down to her body. “Yes.”

Jason growled, his teeth pulling at her nipple before moving to the other one. He would never tire of hearing her moans and cries. He would never tire of pleasuring her. Opening his eyes he place a kiss underneath her breast, near her heart before moving down her tight belly.

Elizabeth knew where he was headed and knew she wanted him there. Moving her feet up onto the desk, she spread her legs out. Lifting her head she looked at him as he moved further down. “Jason, please.”

That stopped Jason, and he smiled as he looked at her. “Please what?” he asked, running his hands over her thighs.

“Don’t play that game with me Jason Morgan,” she laughed, then gasped when he tightened his hold. “Jason you know what I want.”

Jason nodded. “I do, but I want to hear you say it,” he said.

Moaning, Elizabeth pushed against his hands. “I want your mouth on me,” she said. “Down there.”

“And what do you want me to do.”

“Make me come.”


“God, yes!” cried Elizabeth. “Yes Jason! Now.”

Jason grinned right before he leaned down, his mouth covering her in one move. Putting a hand on her belly, he held her in place, sucking on her gently before moving his tongue over her.

Crying out, Elizabeth reached out and grabbed onto the desk, trying to move closer to his mouth. “Oh my God,” she moaned. “Jason!”

Moving her to the edge of the desk, Jason slid his tongue into her wet heat. Groaning at her taste he moved his tongue in and out of her. She was so tight. Bringing his free hand down, Jason began rubbing her in time with his thrusts. He knew Elizabeth wouldn’t be able to take it.

Elizabeth arched her back, throwing an arm above her head and grabbing onto the desk. She screamed as she came hard against his mouth. “Jason!” she cried, her body shaking as the waves came crashing down on her.

Jason stayed with her until her body relaxed. Smiling, he looked down at her. “Was the desk one of your fantasies?” he asked watching her move against the desk. He felt himself harden almost painfully in his jeans.

Elizabeth sat up, her hair finally falling from the style she had it at. Gripping his waist, she pulled him between her legs. “Yes…but I fantasized more about you taking me against the wall.”

“Oh really,” he said moving closer and then began looking around. “Which one?”

“You really want to know?” asked Elizabeth with a laugh. She would have never guessed that Jason Morgan would want to know about anyone’s fantasies, let alone hers. It was like revealing a part of herself that no one, but her, knew.

Jason nodded. “Oh yeah, I want to know every…little…detail,” he growled kissing her on the nose.

Elizabeth smiled up at him. “Okay,” she said. “Well…I’ve always wanted you to take me up those stairs right there.” She pointed to the first set of stairs and then the wall. “In my fantasy you couldn’t wait to be inside me so you…took me against that wall.”

Turning to look at the stairs, Jason smiled and then looked at her. He then pulled her up into his arms and felt her wrap her legs around his waist as he headed up the steps.

Feeling her heart rate accelerate, Elizabeth held on and when she felt her back hit the wall, she leaned back to look at him. “Jason…” she whispered and moaned when he ground against her.

“Do you feel that baby?” he asked, his eyes darkening even more. “Do you feel what you do to me?”

Elizabeth nipped at his earlobe. “Oh yeah,” she said. “And I want to feel it inside me. All of it.”

Jason groaned at her words. He then felt his jeans fall to his ankles as she gripped him in her hand. “Fuck,” he moaned, closing his eyes.

“Exactly,” she whispered right before sliding down on him. Both of them cried out as he slid right home. Not waiting for him to adjust, Elizabeth moved her hips back up, and then down.

Pressing his hand into the wall, Jason began moving in and out of Elizabeth, each thrust harder than the last. “Elizabeth,” he moaned.

Her body shook and she tightened both her muscles and her legs around him as she moved faster. “Yes,” she cried.

“Baby…feels so good,” he growled, gripping her hips as he moved deeper into her, if that were possible. He wasn’t going to last.

Elizabeth knew he was close, and so was she. “Make me come Jason,” she moaned, her nails digging into his back. “Make us both come!”

“Yes,” he growled, thrusting harder and faster. He slid his hand between them and began rubbing her in time with his thrusts. “Scream my name!” Forever. The thought came to him and nearly stopped his thrusts. He wanted Elizabeth in his life forever. In his arms forever. In his heart.

He couldn’t stop himself even if he tried. Jason cried out as fire raced through his blood and he spilled deeply into her. “Elizabeth!”

Elizabeth felt him come inside of her, which pushed her over the edge as well. She screamed as she came against him, the waves hitting her hard. “Jason!”

Jason knew in that moment that Elizabeth was his and he never wanted to let go. Never.


That bastard!

Lucky growled as he watched the woman he loved more than life itself being fucked by Morgan. Rage hit him, along with a certain pleasure that both raced through his veins. It should have been him that was fucking his ex-wife against the wall. It should have been him that was touching her…kissing her. It should have been him damn it!

Lucky turned away from the window before he broke it with his bare hand. He was going to make Jason Morgan pay. Not only him, but also Elizabeth for having slept with the man. Growling, he opened his cell phone and dialed the number of the only person that could help him. The only one willing too.

“You owe me,” he said as the person picked up. “I need your help.”

“What do you want me to do?”

“I want you to my cheating ex-wife away from Jason Morgan,” he said with a smile. “And then I want you to kill them.”

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