 POSSESSION :: CHAPTER FIVE
Carly
had been staring out the window all morning. She hadn't been able to make the
calls she needed to make, review the photographs that Laura had requested she
look at, or even sit at her desk. Everytime she looked at the desk in her office
it would bring back the memory of Jason. She hadn't seen him since he had left
her alone in Sonny's office two days earlier. She was certain he had made a
point of coming home after she and Sonny had gone to bed and leaving before they
got up. Every single belief she had about her life, her marriage, and herself
had been shaken to their very core. Her mind was such a mix of emotions that she
couldn't even begin to seperate them all. The enormous guilt of betraying Sonny.
The pain she felt by Jason's distance. But mostly her mind couldn't stop
thinking about the way his body had felt inside of hers. She tried to push those
thoughts out of her head, but they just came crushing back even more powerful.
Sonny had made love to her last night. But everytime he touched her all
she could feel was Jason's hands. Everytime she looked into his eyes she saw
Jason's eyes. Her body had responded to his as if it had been Jason's. And
afterwards Sonny had commented on her passion for him, which only intensified
her guilt.
She and Jason had had sex before and it was always amazing.
And Sonny was a wonderful lover, but what had happened between them the other
day had left her body aching desperately for more. As if it had discovered a new
addiction that it needed to survive; and that made her almost glad she hadn't
seen Jason since.
"Carly...?"
She turned around quickly and saw
Chloe standing at the door to her office. She quickly wiped a tear that had been
running down her cheek.
"We had a meeting but I can come back if this
isn't a good time." Chloe's face was full of concern.
Carly was grateful
for the distraction. "I am so sorry, I forgot all about it. Have a seat." She
said pointing to the couch in her office.
Chloe looked at her for a few
moments then sat down. "You know this isn't terribly important, if you'd rather
talk about what ever it is that seems to have you so upset." She reached over
and touched Carly's shoulder gently.
She knew that Chloe was a
compassionate person, an especially compassionate person. But Carly just shook
her head, knowing that someone like Chloe would never understand. Well, I
cheated on my husabnd with his best friend. And all I can think about is doing
it again.
Chloe squinted her eyes. "Well okay, but only as long as
you're sure that you wouldnt feel better to talk to someone about
it."
"Thank you for being so kind. Must be a Morgan family trait." Carly
smiled at her.
"You know, Carly, if you don't remember I was there."
Chloe said matter of factly.
Panic shot through Carly and she felt her
heart skip a beat. Then she calmly reminded herself that there was no way that
Chloe had been anywhere near the warehouse two days ago. Although Carly wondered
if her screaming might have been heard on the Docks. "What are you talking
about?"
Chloe smiled sweetly at Carly. "When you were married to AJ. I
saw the way that you looked at him. I saw the way you fought for him. It must be
hard to have him walk back into your life without warning."
Carly's eyes
widened in shock at first, but then remembered when Chloe had caught her and
Jason together on the Docks. When she had stood by she as she was devastated by
Jason resigning his rights to Michael. "That was a long time ago. Things are
different now." Carly replied evenly.
Chloe nodded sympathetically.
"There are some feelings so strong that no amount of time will ever change,
Carly."
Jason was about to give up. He had walked around almost the
entire stadium and never spotted who he was looking for. Just as he was about to
finish a full circle, he spotted him sitting at a table looking through
binoculars. Some things never change. Jason walked over and sat at the
table across from him. "Must be a good race," he said with a smile.
Mike
Corbin jumped a little and then smiled broadly. "Jason! What the hell are you
doing here?" He stood up and shook Jason's hand from across the
table.
Jason laughed. "Looking for you. Something told me I might find
you at the Track." He waved at one of the waiters and asked him to bring over
two beers.
"When did you get back to town?" Mike asked
excitedly.
He shrugged. "About four days ago."
"Does Michael
know?" He asked cautiously, almost nervously.
Jason smiled. "Yeah
acutally I'm staying with him and Carly at the Penthouse." The waiter arrived
with their beers and Jason handed him a twenty.
Mike raised an eyebrow.
"He didnt order you to do that, did he?"
"No Mike," Jason said shaking
his head. "It was Carly's idea." He took a long drink from his beer to let the
impact of that sink in on Mike.
The older man was quiet for a few
moments. He had always known this day would come. Even when Carly was pregnant
and first moved in with Sonny, Mike had seen the inevitable, and it scared the
hell out of him. "Are you okay with that?" He asked softly.
Jason looked
up at him. "Why wouldnt I be?" He could tell there was alot going on in Mike's
head at the moment. That something about him staying with Carly and Sonny
unnerved him. Jason smiled inwardly that he had been right about coming to
Mike.
Now it was Mike's turn to laugh. "Typical Jason Morgan, don't want
to answer the question so you ask one yourself. Is that because you dont want to
tell me the truth? That it bothers the hell out of you to see my son and Carly
together?"
Maybe this wouldnt be as simple as he had hoped. "If Sonny
makes her happy that's all that matters." He paused and took another long drink.
"She is happy, isn't she Mike?"
Mike looked down at the table. "Why don't
you ask Carly that?" He looked at Jason in the eyes putting on his best poker
face.
"Because I'm asking you."
Mike shook his head. Maybe it
would be easier on all of them in the long run if he just came out with what he
knew. The truth that all three of them were too scared to admit. The truth that
would hurt his son. "Carly loves Michael." Any other person who didnt know him
would have been completely unaware of the subtle change in Jason's demeanor at
those words, but Mike saw his jaw clench momentarily, and understood what it
meant. "And Michael loves Carly. But..."
"But what, Mike?" Jason's face
was now completely devoid of emotion.
"That what she feels for him and
what he feels for her will never even come close to what I saw between the two
of you." There he said it. Mike figured that Carly would leave Sonny eventually,
might as weel make it sooner rather than later. That is, if that is what Jason
wanted. He knew that all it would take was one word from Jason and Carly would
leave Sonny in an instant. But part of him hoped for Sonny's sake that Jason
wouldn't ask her to.
Jason didnt answer but instead drank the rest of his
beer in one long drink. "Thanks Mike." He said as he got up and
left.
Mike released a loud breath. He hoped to god that they would make
this as short and painless for Sonny as possible. But somehow he doubted it
would work out that
way.
"Sonny?" Carly called out as she entered the penthouse. She
waited for an answer and when none came she felt relieved. She was harboring so
much guilt over sleeping with Jason that she found it hard to look him in the
eyes. She walked up the stairs and was about to enter her roon when she heard
the shower in the guest bathroom running. She was sure it was Jason and she
entered Stone's room. They needed to talk about what had happened. She needed to
explain to him that she loved her husband and it was never going to happen
again. Preferrably now while Sonny wasn't home.
She stood there in
Stone's room waiting for him to come out of the bathroom. She looked around and
noticed that all his bags were still packed and sitting by the bed. It occured
to her that maybe he had repacked them and was planning to leave again. She
waited for a few more minutes and then looked down at her watch she needed to
talk to him before Sonny got home and she couldn't waste any more time.
Carly felt a hot flood of steam hit her as she opened the bathroom door.
Jason was taking a shower in the stall and she could see the outline of his body
through the distorted glass. Thoughts of his naked body flooded her mind, but
she pushed them away. She was here to try to repair what friendship they had
left and she couldnt do that if all she could think about was how his body felt
inside of hers.
Jason felt a cool blast and realized someone had just
opened the door to the shower. He saw Carly standing there staring at him. The
last time he had seen her she was laying on Sonny's desk with her skirt pushed
up around her hips and her entire body shaking from what he had done to her. He
threw her a wicked smile. "There's plenty of room."
Carly held up a hand.
"No Jason. I came in here to tell you that what happened the other day cannot
and will not happen again." Even as she said the words she felt her body's
reaction to seeing his. He was standing there naked with all the hot steaming
water running down his sculpted body. It was enough to make her lose her
mind.
He heard her words but didnt feel any conviction behind them. "Yes
it will." He said simply staring into her eyes.
Carly felt her face flush
at his words. She tried to clear her mind and focus on getting angry at him to
make this easier. "Jason, how can you say that? I am married to your best
friend. Remember him? Sonny? My husband. Your boss."
"That certainly
didnt stop him, did it Carly?" He yelled slamming his hand into the wall of the
shower. "He knew that I loved you and he took you to bed anyway. So I guess I
dont feel all that guilty about it."
Carly's eyes widened in shock and
horror. Was this all a ploy for payback against Sonny? Did Jason just use her to
get back at him? "You bastard!" She screamed. "This was about revenge wasn't it?
It had nothing to do with me!"
Jason turned and looked at her, his eyes
softening as he saw the hurt there. "It had everything to do with you Carly. I
cant even explain what I was feeling. The hurt and the anger at Sonny for taking
you away. I guess I just wanted a part of you back." He looked down briefly then
looked back up at her. "If I hurt you then I'm sorry."
The softness in
her eyes touched a part of her that she had shut off a long time ago. She flung
herself forward and threw her arms around his waist. "Oh Jason, I'm so sorry."
She was holding onto him tightly "I've hurt you so much. I just wish there was a
way I could take it all away."
He pushed her gently back from him and
looked down into her eyes. "There is." He said quietly. He reached over and
started unbuttoning the front of her blouse. His finger stopped briefly when
they made contact with her breasts and slowly traced a circle through the fabric
around her nipples.
Carly looked up at him and then took his hands off of
her breasts and pushed them back. She looked up into his eyes and smiled. "You
know I could never resist you." She said softly as she finished undoing the
buttons he hadnt gotten to. She pulled off her shirt slowly, her eyes never
leaving his as she dropped it to the floor. She stood there in her bra and skirt
and reached behind her back to unzip it. She pushed the skirt off her hips
slowly and stepped out of it once it reached the floor. She bent down and
removed her shoes and then looked up at him again.
Jason stood there
staring at her standing before him wearing nothing but a black lace bra and
panties. His face transformed into almost childlike wonder as he marvelled how
beautiful she was. He reached for her hand and gently pulled her towards him. He
bent down and kissed the tops of her breasts which were overflowing from beneath
the lace. He put a gentle kiss on each one and then stretched his fingers out as
they slowly slid to her back. He found the clasp in the back and undid her bra.
He trailed his fingertips up her back slowly until they found the straps and
slowly pulled them down her arms.
Carly was amazed by the look in his
eyes. By the gentleness in his touch. By the fire it sent coursing through her
body. She smiled as she saw the look of amazement on his face, as if he was
seeing a naked woman for the first time. She felt him softly kiss her shoulder
where the strap had been and reached her arms out so he could remove it from her
body. She felt the hot steam that was still coming from the shower as it hit her
naked breasts and caused her nipples to tighten with pleasure.
Jason ran
his hands down from her shoulders and covered her breasts. He felt the hardness
of her nipples pressing against his palm and he traced the whisper of a circle
around them. He lowered himself until he was on his knees in front of her and
let his fingertips move beneath her breasts and down her flat abdomen. He paused
slightly and his hands reached the top of her panties and he looked up at
her.
She smiled gently at him to let him know that she wanted him to
continue. She was moved almost to tears by his actions. Sex with him before had
always been about passion, about fire. But it seemed like this was the first
time he had ever seen her naked body and couldnt believe it was true. She let
her hands touch his shoulders and closed her eyes when she felt him start to
slowly pull her panties down her legs.
After he had pulled her panties to
her floor, Jason brought his hands slowly back up her legs and reached around to
her ass. He felt the contrast of silky skin and firm muscle throughout her body.
He cupped his hands to her and pulled her forward to him. He opened his mouth
and pulled one of her nipples in. He flicked it with his tounge and then gently
sucked. He brought his other hand to her other nipple and squeezed it gently. He
smiled against her breast as he heard her moan with pleasure. He removed his
mouth and then sucked gently on the other. While his opposite hand came up to
pinch the nipple that was still warm from his mouth. He pulled his mouth back
slowly and stood up and stared at her. The rise of her breasts, the plane of her
stomach, the center of her that was calling out to him. He looked back up at her
and saw the desire on her face.
He reached out his hand to her and
pulled her into the shower with him.
back to possession
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