You Gotta Have Faith

***I do not own the characters in this story, nor do I profit in any way from their use.


A/N Something different because I'm tired of Jason being a wuss.


Chugging down his fifth beer in twenty minutes, Jason tried to remember the last time he had been drunk, rip-roaring, shit-faced drunk. Since he couldn’t seem to recall, it had obviously been too long. God, he was tired of dealing with Sonny and all his shit. Yeah, he loved the man like a father, but sometimes Sonny just made things a lot fucking harder than they had to be. Today he finally decided he had to have a break or he was going to lose it. Sonny seemed to understand, giving him the night off and even telling him to turn off his phone. When he told Courtney he was going out, she just assumed it was business for Sonny and he didn’t bother to enlighten her.

Jason moved his neck around, stretching the tense muscles in his shoulders, and tried to relax. He needed to blow off steam. Looking over at the pool table, Jason checked out the potentials, hoping to find a challenger among them. All he saw was the local hustler, a couple of college kids, and some giggling girls who didn’t even look old enough to be in the bar. None of them were worthy of his attention. Damn it, he needed a distraction. He needed a fight. He needed … a good fuck.

The woman was hot; he had to give her that. Faith Roscoe oozed sex out of every pore. Every man in the place wanted her as soon as she walked in the door, and she knew it. Thinking about the last time he had raw, animalistic sex, Jason smiled. Carly might be his friend now, but sometimes he really missed the days when she was just an anonymous fuck. She really knew how to please a man. Unfortunately, pleasing a man wasn’t one of Courtney’s talents. In fact, he wasn’t really sure what her talents were except that she was Sonny’s sister. That was really an asset though, not a talent. Jason pondered for a minute and then sighed heavily. Maybe she didn’t have any talents. He still didn’t understand how he got stuck with her. Sonny ordered him to guard her and then he ended up feeling sorry for her because of what his brother, the fuckup, had done. Suddenly, they were a couple and he was her savior. It got old really quickly but he had no idea how to get out of it now.

Jason watched as Faith ordered a drink at the bar and shot down every man who tried to approach her. Clearly these men didn’t understand how to treat a woman like Faith. Maybe he should demonstrate.

“Cold-hearted little bitch, aren’t you?” Jason commented, making his way up to the bar and taking a seat next to her.

Faith looked frightened for a second when she saw it was Jason, but she recovered quickly. “What do you want? I told Sonny I didn’t have anything to do with Carly being kidnapped. She’s back safe and sound. What does he want from me?”

“This is about what I want from you, Faith.” Jason wrapped his fingers around her throat before loosening his grip and letting his fingers slide down to her cleavage.

God, he had this way of talking that made her cream in her pants. What could he want with her now? She had tried, boy had she tried, to seduce him. But, he turned her down flat. Dangerous men really turned her on and Jason Morgan was beyond dangerous.

“You’ve never shown the slightest bit of interest in me. To tell you the truth, I figured you were gay,” she said, feigning disinterest. “I mean, you are Sonny’s bitch, aren’t you?”

“Careful,” Jason snarled, taking her wrist and bending it backward until tears filled her eyes.

“Please let go. I’m sorry, okay?” He released her wrist and she rubbed it gently as she tried to figure out what the hell was going on.

“You can make it up to me at your place. Let’s go,” he ordered, pulling her off the barstool and toward the door. Immediately, two of Faith’s guys were beside of them, glaring at him furiously.

Jason just smirked at them and waited. “Well, are we gonna dance or what?”

Faith rolled her eyes. Her men, and she used that term loosely, had no chance against Jason Morgan. Whatever it was he planned to do with her, they certainly wouldn’t be able to stop him. “It’s okay guys. He’s just a little eager.”

“Smart woman,” Jason said, a little disappointed at losing the prospect of a fight, but realizing that meant he had more energy to invest in Faith. “Now tell them to get lost. You’re riding with me on my bike.”

She motioned for her men to leave and turned back to face Jason. “I’m not going anywhere with you until you tell me what’s going on.”

“Really?” Jason smiled. “I think you’ll do what I fucking tell you to do.” With that, he grabbed her arm again and escorted her out of the bar. Tired of being manhandled, Faith raised her arm the second he let go and swung her fist at his face, but Jason was too quick. He bent her arm behind her back and pulled her against him. Yanking hard on her hair, Jason put his mouth right next to her ear. “You’re trying me Faith. If you don’t want to be on your knees with my cock down your throat in the parking lot, you’ll behave. I mean, the gravel might be a little rough on that silky skin of yours. Now, get on,” he told her roughly as he handed her a helmet.

She did as she was told and Jason started the bike with a loud roar. Taking the back roads to the hotel, he drove like a bat out of hell. Somehow, he knew Faith loved it. In the beginning, her arms were wrapped tightly around him, but, along the way, one of her hands dropped down until it was almost in his lap. When he pulled into a parking place at the Port Charles Hotel, he grabbed her hand and forced it down over his cock. She hardly needed any encouragement. Her hand worked him through the denim of his jeans before heading for his zipper.

“Not here,” he said tersely. They rode the elevator in silence with his eyes burning a hole in hers. It was hard for Faith to admit, but she was scared to death. She was used to controlling men, had been for a long time. Men were so easy. Just throw a little sex their way and they would do whatever she wanted. But, Jason wasn’t easy and he couldn’t be controlled.

Jason could tell she was scared but she covered well. She was tough and that was just what he needed. He was so tired of being with people he had to constantly coddle and reassure. Sonny and Carly were bad enough, but Courtney was the worst. He had to tell her a thousand times a day that he loved her. And, God help him if he tried to touch her without seducing her every time. He spent an hour of foreplay for something that lasted maybe five minutes. And variation? Don’t even think about it. One time he tried to take her from behind and she almost had a heart attack. Then she attempted to placate him like he was a child, telling him she would do it for him, like it was akin to having a tooth pulled at the dentist.

The elevator doors opened and Jason followed Faith down the hall to her suite. She unlocked the door to let them in, and then slammed it shut behind him. “Where do you want me?” she asked nervously.

“Come here,” Jason said, sitting on the edge of the bed. When she got close to him, he pulled her on to his lap. Placing one large hand on the back of her head, he pulled her mouth up to his. He gently bit her lower lip before running his tongue over it. Her mouth opened to him and he deepened the kiss. Before long, he was ravaging her mouth and she was squirming underneath him trying to get him to touch her. Jason reached under her skirt and ripped her panties off, and she grabbed his hand and shoved it at her pussy. She was so aroused that her juices coated the insides of her thighs. Impatient at his lack of movement, she bit down hard on his lip, drawing blood.

He yanked her head back hard, away from his mouth, and shoved three fingers into her as deep as he could go. She moaned loudly and rode his hand. As her muscles started to clench around his fingers, Jason pulled them out of her.

“Bastard,” she screamed.

“Don’t worry, you’ll get to come later if you’re a good girl. Now, suck me off and play nice. If you bite me, you’ll be sorry.”

Faith got up off of his lap and pouted as she looked at him. “Sulking won’t get you an orgasm, Faith,” he laughed. Realizing that Jason wasn’t going to give in, she got on her knees and started to undo his jeans. He got to his feet to make it easier and soon his pants were down around his ankles and her mouth was on his cock. She had dreamed about this since the first time she saw Jason Morgan. He was everything she imagined and more.

Damn, she was good. Her mouth was hot and wet and the woman sure knew what she was doing. She licked and sucked him while fondling his balls with one hand, and pumping at the base of his cock with the other. Finally, Jason put his hands on her head and slowly pushed his cock down her throat. She looked up at him and swallowed, working her muscles around him. He pulled back and thrust into her mouth a few more times before he exploded. She milked him dry without spilling a drop.

Jason sat back down on the bed breathing heavily. Faith looked at him with a knowing smile. He figured he’d let her have her moment of glory. Stepping out of his pants, he kicked them across the room and pulled off his tee shirt. She unzipped her skirt and let it fall to the floor, followed by her blouse. She stood in front of him, naked and proud. He found her incredibly beautiful without her clothes. There was no false modesty with her. She knew she looked good and her confidence was a major turn on.

Getting up off the bed, Jason walked toward her. Not sure of his intentions, she backed up until she was against the wall with no place to go. Dropping down to his knees, Jason threw her right leg over his shoulder and put his head between her legs. Separating her with his thumbs, he gave her several long licks before stopping to suck on her clit. When he felt like she was about to come, he stopped sucking her clit and tongue-fucked her, pushing into her as far as he could reach. Then he went back to playing with her clit. He kept alternating between sucking her clit and tongue-fucking her until she was screaming in frustration and about to pull the hair off his head. Finally, he entered her with his fingers and sucked hard on her engorged clit. She came screaming his name and almost drowned him. Jason continued licking her and moving his fingers gently inside of her until her muscles relaxed completely.

“Well, I certainly have a better understanding of why all the women in Port Charles are after you,” Faith said, trying to catch her breath. “Tell me, does the little bunny treat you right?” Jason just looked away and didn’t say anything. “I didn’t think so. Why are you with that stupid little twit? Is it just because she’s Sonny’s sister?”

“That’s enough, Faith,” he said angrily. “My personal life’s got nothing to do with you. I just want to fuck you, not have a dialogue.”

“Why Jason, I didn’t know you knew big words like that.”

Picking her up over his shoulder, Jason carried her over to the bed and threw her down. He heard her laughing and knew that she was trying to provoke him but he couldn’t seem to keep from reacting. Taking a deep breath, he forced himself to calm down and regain control. “Tell me, Faith, do you have condoms or should I order from room service?”

“Ha, ha,” she said rolling her eyes at him. “In the nightstand.”

Opening the drawer, Jason was surprised to see regular Trojans. “Faith, no neon colors or ribbed ones? I’m shocked.”

“A real man doesn’t need any help.” She watched as he grabbed several of the condoms and threw them on the nightstand. “A little ambitious, aren’t we?”

“Believe me, Faith. When I get started you’ll be begging me to use the whole damn box.”

“Blah, blah, blah. When am I going to see some action?”

Jason just smiled and rolled a condom onto his cock. Moving onto the bed, he leaned back against the headboard. “Well get to work, honey.”

“That figures,” she complained, lifting her leg to straddle him.

“No. Turn around the other way.”

She turned around so her back was facing him and lowered herself onto him. When she had taken him all the way inside, she used her leg muscles to lift her body up several inches before coming down on top of him again. Jason reached around her to cup her breasts, pinching the nipples with his fingers. She moved faster and faster until she finally she was just rocking her pelvis against him. He grabbed her hips and thrust up into her as her muscles tightened around him.

As soon as her muscles started to relax, he pulled out of her and replaced the used condom with a new one. Flipping her over on her back, he sat on his legs and pulled her pelvis onto his lap. Thrusting deep into her, he fucked her hard and fast, loving the sound her wet pussy made as he moved in and out. He brushed his thumb against her clit a few times before pulling her hand down to join him. She rubbed her clit furiously while he fucked her and soon her pussy was spasming around him again.

Jason hadn’t come this time, but he pulled out of her and changed condoms anyway. Standing up, he pulled her over to the edge of the bed and turned her over on her stomach. Sensing where he was going, she got up on her hands and knees and wiggled her ass at him.

“Does little miss cottontail let you do it doggy style?”

Ignoring her comment, Jason plowed into her so hard her arms collapsed and her face fell forward onto the mattress. He was fucking her so hard and fast that she didn’t have the strength to push herself back up. She finally gave up and just enjoyed the pounding he was giving her. He fucked her that way for almost thirty minutes and he knew she must be sore, but she didn’t complain. Starting to tire a bit, he pulled out of her and rubbed his hand up and down her slit. Scooping some of her sweet cream into his hand, he slid it up into the crack of her ass and around her anus. He did this a couple of more times and then slid one of his fingers into her ass. She pressed back against his finger immediately so he added another one. He thrust them into her a few times to stretch her out a little and then pulled them out. Placing the tip of his cock against her anus, he paused.

“Yes or no, Faith.”

“Yes, damn it, yes,” she screamed.

Not wanting to hurt her, he pushed in slowly but steadily. Inch by inch he disappeared into her until his balls brushed against her ass. Barely moving at first, Jason rocked into her until she loosened up a little. Speeding up his rhythm, he pulled further back with each thrust until he was pulling almost all the way out each time before slamming back into her. She was screaming her pleasure nonstop and Jason wondered briefly if the walls were soundproof. He almost felt like screaming himself. Pulling her cheeks apart, he gave her three more deep thrusts before he came.

Jason waited until her muscles relaxed around him before he pulled out of her. Removing the condom, he took it and the other used ones and put them in the bathroom trashcan. Going back to the bed, he lifted her up and laid her back down on her back.

“Are you okay?”

“I’m wonderful,” she stated contentedly. “God, you’re amazing. Why didn’t we do this before, Jason? I tried to tell you that we’d be good together.”

“I was working before. This was personal.”

Jason got dressed as Faith watched. “Was this a one-time thing?” she asked, hoping otherwise. “Probably,” he answered, frowning as he considered her question. “I’ll have to deal with you sometime because you’ll do something to piss Sonny off, so I really can’t afford to be involved with you.”

“What if I agreed to stay away from Ric, Sonny, the Five Families, basically everything mob related?”

“You would do that?” he asked skeptically.

“I’d do pretty much anything if I knew I could have a night like this again.”

Jason just smiled and walked toward the door. “Show me you can do that and I’ll think about it.” Shutting the door behind him, he headed for the elevator with a spring in his step. All those times Courtney told him that no matter how tough things got he just had to have faith. She didn’t know how right she was.