By: Kimberly Larkin (Kimmys-stories@iname.com)

Disclaimer: Don't own them, wish I did. ABC and NBC own these characters.

Rating: I don't rate, but I think you can pretty much figure it out with out me telling you. It's not for the kiddies though. :)

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Summary: Jason Morgan meets a very lonely Carrie Brady and the two strangers share a night of fiery passion. . .
 

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 Jason Morgan sat at the bar at Jake's. He was trying to dull his senses just  a little bit before heading out of Port Charles. He had no idea where he was going and frankly, he didn't even care. All he wanted was to get as far away from here as possible. Far away from Carly and her manipulations and far away from his little boy. . .Jason shook his head "Michael is =not= your son," he muttered to himself as he picked up his glass and took a long swallow of vodka, closing his eyes as the burning sensation went down his throat.

He finished the drink and was about to order another when he thought better of it. He had already had two shots of vodka and having a third would impair his driving capabilities. As bad as he felt, he didn't want to wind up wrapped around a tree somewhere. Taking one last deep breath, he stood up, threw some money on the counter and headed out the door. He was going to drive until he couldn't stay awake anymore and then sleep in a cheap motel somewhere. "Well Jason, you made your choices. Now you have to live with them."

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Nearly 700 miles away, Carrie Brady-Reed. . .make that Carrie Brady, was sitting alone in the park, clutching two pictures in her hands. Her two lost loves. After the marriage counseling hadn't worked, thanks to Sami's manipulations and a failed attempt at a romantic evening, Austin had forced her to sign the divorce papers. The ink was dry now. It was done. Austin, Sami and Will had gone to Europe for the summer on a 'family' vacation. Sighing to herself, Carrie took the picture of Austin and stared at it for a long moment. She then ripped it in half and tossed it in the garbage. "One down, one more to go," she muttered.

Sitting back down again, she closed her eyes and thought of Mike. How stupid was she to trust him? To trust another man? In a pathetic attempt to save his career, he had agreed to marry Ali. He gave in to her delusions and married her. Now he was trapped and Ali was pregnant. Some how both of her rivals had gotten the men they wanted and she was left out in the cold. How could this have happened? How could her life have fallen apart this way? She was left with nothing now. Sighing again, she felt tears sting her eyes but was determined not to cry. Standing up, she tossed Mike's picture in the garbage and headed into the Brady pub, unaware that in a few short hours she'd meet a handsome, mysterious stranger who would sweep her off her feet.

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Jason pulled into the parking lot of the Brady Pub and cut the ignition. He  had rode all day only stopping twice, once to grab something to eat and once to rest. He had to stop for the night now, it was getting too late and he was getting too tired. As he got off the bike, he looked around, taking in his surroundings. He didn't know much about this place, but it seemed nice enough. Taking a deep breath, he headed into the pub, hoping it was still open so he could get something to eat.

"Hi, can I help you?" A woman greeted him as he walked in.

"Uh, yeah, are you still open? I've been driving all day and I'm looking for a place to eat."

"Well, you've come to the right place," she smiled. "Why don't you take a seat and I'll be right back with a menu."

 "Great, thanks." He was about to sit down when he noticed a stunning blonde enter the pub and sit alone in a booth. She looked upset and Jason had to fight the urge to go over and strike up a conversation. Instead, he sat at the booth behind hers and listened intently to the conversation between her and the woman who had greeted him at the door.

"Feeling any better sweetheart?"

Carrie shook her head. "Not at all. Grandma, I knew I messed up big when I slept with Mike but I really wanted to work things out with Austin. We were so close. . ."

"I know, Carrie. I'm not happy with what Sami did. . .and I'm not happy about what you did with Mike Horton either. I've forgiven you for that and so has everyone else. Including Austin. Because if he didn't, he wouldn't have even gone to counseling with you at all."

"I suppose," she replied. "But now I'm all alone. Austin's in love with Sami and Mike's married to Ali."

"You'll find someone soon dear. I promise."

Carrie just shrugged. "I don't know if I want anyone."

Jason slid out of the booth and walked to where Carrie was sitting. Looking at her fully, he could tell that she was breathtakingly beautiful and maybe in another life, he could've fallen for her. "Excuse me," he began. "I couldn't help but over hear. I wasn't trying to spy, believe me. I was just sitting behind you and . . .I know I'm stranger but I've gone through a similar situation and . . ."

"Really?" Carrie asked, not impressed. She was taken by this stranger's good looks but she wasn't in the mood for some unsolicited advice. "Can I ask your name or shall I just call you Dear Abby?" she shook her head. "I'm sorry, that was rude. I'm Carrie Brady Re - " She stopped herself from finishing that last part. "Carrie Brady," she extended her hand. I don't believe I've ever seen you before and I know most of the people in Salem."

Jason grinned and extended his hand to shake hers. "Jason Morgan," he said. "I'm not from around here. I'm from Port Charles in New York. I drove here on my bike and had to stop before I collapsed from exhaustion."

"You have a motorcycle?" She asked, obviously impressed. "And you drove  it. . .how far?"

"About 700 miles."

"That's some drive, 700 miles. Listen, why don't you join me instead of just standing there? Especially if your tired."

"Thanks, I think I will," he said as he slid into the booth. His mind was filling up with thoughts of her and he didn't know why. He never really fantasized much, especially not about women he just met but . . .she was different.

"You know, it's such a nice night out. . .it's hot as hell but. . .I'd love to go for a walk along the beach." ~Carrie Brady what are you doing?~ She scolded herself. ~You don't even know this man.~

"That sounds like a good idea. And a nice way to unwind from being on the bike all day."

"Then we should go," she said as their food arrived. "Right after we eat," she grinned. "I'm starved."

"Me too."

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A half an hour later Carrie and Jason were leaving the pub. "The beach is too far away to walk to," Carrie muttered. "Would you mind taking me on your bike? I love riding them."

Jason smiled. "Sure. And I'll drop you back off here later so that you can pick up your car." He handed her an extra helmet. "I'm a stickler for safety. Not so much my own as that of the passenger's."

"Oh, okay" she replied as she put the helmet on and climbed on the back of the bike. "I'm ready to go."

"Hold on," he shouted over the roar of the engine. "I tend to go a little fast."

"The faster the better!!"

Jason smiled. He liked this woman - a lot.

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Fifteen minutes later they were on the beach, sitting side by side. The waves were crashing in hard and clouds were forming quickly over head. "Looks like there's going to be a storm," Jason mused.

"Maybe. Or it could pass us. It happens sometimes."

"That's true. Carrie, can I ask you a question?"

"Depends. About what?"

"Well. . .you."

"Oh," she shrugged. "I'm not very interesting, but go ahead."

"Would you ever. . .be with someone on a whim?"

"You mean as in sexually?" She asked, her heart pounding and her pace quickening.

"That's exactly what I mean."

"I don't know," she replied honestly. "I guess it all depended on the person . . .why, would you?"

Jason nodded. "I have. In the past I mean. My girlfriend and I broke up awhile ago and I haven't been with a woman since."

"Do you still love her?"

"In a lot of ways, yes. She did something that I just can't forgive her for so . . .there's no future for us. Aside from the fact that she's in Europe, attending the Sorbonne in Paris."

"Europe. It seems to be a haven for lost loves." Carrie muttered under her breath, more to herself then to Jason.

"Excuse me?" Jason asked, very confused.

Carrie shook her head. "What? Oh, I'm sorry. I was thinking about my ex-husband. After our divorce he went with my sister and her son to Europe for the summer. A family vacation, as it were."

"He left you for your sister?" ~That's a new one,~ Jason thought to himself.

"It's a long and rather complicated story. One that I don't want to get into right now." She paused for a second and then grinned. "Was there a particular reason your brought up casual sex?"

Jason blushed slightly. "Well, I was just curious."

"Oh . . .just curious huh?" she replied with a giggle. Leaning over, she closed her eyes and kissed him softly. "I'm game if you are."

Jason didn't respond. He moved closer to her and put his hand at the back of  her head. Leaning in, he captured her lower lip in his mouth and sucked on it gently for a second, before inserting his tongue into her mouth and probing gently.  Carrie let out a soft moan into his mouth. She had really missed this.

After a minute, Jason gently laid her in the sand and moved his hands to the waistband of her jeans, gently working the shirt out of the pants. He put a hand underneath her shirt and began fondling her breasts, still kissing her as he did.

Carrie moved her hands from his hair and gently ran them down his back. She was already so turned on by him that whatever sense she had no longer existed. She moved her hands to the zipper of his jeans and worked to get them undone. Jason removed his hands from her shirt and rolled over so that she was now on top of him. Sitting up momentarily, she finished unzipping his jeans then gently slid them off him, excited to see the bulge that was no longer hide able.

Carrie smiled at him then put her hands on his hardened organ and started massaging it. Jason jerked from the movement involuntarily and let out a soft groan. "I happen to be very good in bed" she whispered in his ear as she nibbled on it.

"I'm sure you are," he whispered back as he moved his hands to her ass, and caressed the cheeks. He slid his hands back up her body and pulled her back down to him. Kissing her again, he whispered, "enough foreplay." He rolled over and was once again on top of her and in completely control.

After several minutes both were stripped of their clothing. Jason had moved his way down Carrie's body and was sucking on a nipple, while inching his hand down to her pussy at the same time. Letting out a soft moan, she whispered "I don't know how much more of this I can take . . ."

 Jason didn't respond, just slid two fingers inside her and pumped them in and out a few times. He then moved his fingers from her, brought them to his lips and licked her juices from them. "Mmmm," he murmured.

"Am I good to the taste?" She asked in a sultry voice.

"I think so, but I'd better get another sample, just to be sure." He grinned at her, then buried his head in her neatly trimmed cunt. Carrie squirmed and groaned as she felt his tongue flick her clit. She was already in ecstasy, her juices flowing freely as Jason ate her out.

~Damn he's good at this~ she thought as she tried to contain herself. She felt an orgasm approaching and took deep breaths to try to slow it down . . .after a few more stroke of his tongue on her clit, her orgasm hit her violently. She came hard and shuddered, just as the waves pounded against the surf. It was almost as if she and the ocean were in the same momentum.

Jason climbed his way back up her body and kissed her deeply. She licked her lips, tasting herself on them. "Make love to me," she whispered as she wrapped her legs around his waist tightly. That was all the invitation he needed. With out a word, he entered her, surprisingly slow and soft. Carrie let out a whimper, a sound she wasn't used to hearing.

Jason moaned softly as he began to find his rhythm. They were one in their motions and nothing in could have felt sweeter then her hot pussy did around his hard dick. The sounds of her moaning and whimpering were driving him to the breaking point. Pulling out of her almost completely, he slammed back into her hard, causing Carrie to scream in ecstasy.

Carrie felt the build up of her second orgasm, but wanted to wait. She wanted to feel everything and feel what happened when Jason came. She imagined it was something of an earthquake, given his size and the sheer thought of it made her even wetter. "Is there anything I can do?" she whispered.

 Jason just shook his head. He kept pounding in and out of her and suddenly, with out warning, he spurted his hot cum inside her, in a violent explosion. He shook violently and let out an animalistic groan. When it was over, he rested his head against her breast, breathing heavily. "That was amazing."

"It certainly was," Carrie replied, still panting. "The best I've had in a long, long time."

Jason leaned up and kissed her again. "Me too. . .maybe I'll stick around in Salem for awhile. I have no plans to go back to Port Charles."

"Would you do that?" she asked. "And do I have anything to do with that decision?"

"You have a lot to do with it Carrie. I'm well aware that you have your baggage, but so do I. This was supposed to be casual sex, a one time thing. But it feels like more."

"You're right. It does. Please stay."

"I will," he said softly as he kissed her. "I will."