NC-17
Ch 62
Elizabeth slid down her husband's body, kissing him as she went. Last night had been wonderful; they had shared pizza and then a shower and then more wonderful alone time. They had discussed various ways of getting through to Michael and convincing him to come to the ranch. Short of kidnapping him, they hadn't come up with an answer yet, but she was confident Jason would figure out something.
But right now, she didn't want to think about Michael. She was thinking about all the things Jason had said yesterday about her being the center of his world. He was so good to her, so loving. She just needed to find a way to express how she felt about him. Her lips followed the thin trail of hair from his navel down. Reaching his half-erect cock, she ran her tongue down it, smiling as it stirred to life. She loved that he was so...dependable. Her lips drifted further down to his balls and she kissed them, and suckled them and licked them as his hips pushed upwards. Taking his straining length in her hands she squeezed and put her lips over the tip of it. She sucked it as if it were an icecream cone, while her hand worked lower on his cock, the other one caressing his balls.
Jason came to conciousness as the most erotic dream hovered in his mind. He felt as if he were on the verge of an orgasm the dream was so erotic. Then he heard a moan and raised his head. Elizabeth knelt between his legs, slowling inching his cock down her throat. Her hands were everywhere, her lips were tight around him. She hadn't looked up, didn't know he was watching her.
"Mmmm," she moaned deep in her throat and the vibration passed through to him. Her lips tightened and her tongue swirled. His hips raised involuntarily as he started to come and she drank everything he had. And still she kissed him and caressed him with her lips, and then slowly kissed her way back up his body until she met his waiting eyes.
She smiled. "Good morning, my love."
He crushed his mouth to hers, biting her bottom lip, sucking on it, his hands going to her breasts, pinching her nipples lightly. He rolled over so she was on her back and his hand went between her thighs, finding her already wet. It never failed to amaze him, that it made her hot to pleasure him, that it was her favorite thing to do to him. She had once shyly admitted to him that sucking him off was so erotic she almost had an orgasm when she was doing it. Mind you, he loved tasting her and teasing her with his tongue, so why would she feel any different? Just another Elizabeth only experience. His middle finger teased her opening, circling around it while his thumb rubbed her clit. Her legs fell apart.
"Oooh, Jason. That feels....aaaah," she cried out as his index finger and middle finger entered her. He played with her and then his tongue joined his fingers, grabbing her clit, scraping it with his teeth then pulling it into his mouth.
She screamed and came, pushing herself against his mouth. He sat up quickling, leaning against the head board and pulling her across his lap, his cock already hard again. He pulled her onto to him, letting her take him in until he rested completely within her.
"Good morning to you," he said, a big smile on his face.
She leaned into him and licked herself off his lips, her hips rocking slightly, the base of his cock just hitting her clit in the right way everytime she shifted foward. His hands went to the sides of her breasts, thumbs just under her nipples, which were hard and begging for his touch. His lips closed over her left nipple and he sucked on it hard, lightly bit it, then laved it with his tongue.
"Yes, yes, yes," she chanted, directing his head to her other breast. When his teeth closed over her nipple she was lost and her silken walls started to shiver around him, pulling at him as she ground herself against him. "Oh, Jason, oh, oh, oh my God!"
"I love you," he panted, his arms going round her back, holding her close to him as he went over again. She rested her head against his shoulder, unable to get as close as she would like with the large mound of her belly between them.
"Wow," he said. "That was....wow. What a way to wake up." His hand stroked her hair and all the way down her back.
"Any time," she whispered. "You know I love....that."
He smiled. Now, she was shy. "I love ....that, too."
"Don't tease me," she giggled burying her face deeper in his neck.
"Would I tease about something as important as.....that?"
She smacked him on the shoulder.
"Okay, okay, I would tease a little. But only because you make me so happy." He kissed her neck, inhaling her scent, wanting to absorb her through his pores.
She was melting into him when her eyes spied the clock on the bedside table. "Jason! It's almost 9:15! We have an appointment with your mother in 45 minutes. Your mother, Jason! She'll know. She'll take one look at me and she'll know what I was doing to you!"
Jason laughed. She smacked him. "Jason. Do you want your mother to know I gave you a hummer this morning?" He laughed harder. "She'll know, Jason. Oh, I've got to have a shower. And brush my teeth!" He laughed so hard tears came to his eyes. She ran to the bathroom and slammed the door and he laughed until his stomach hurt.
"A hummer!" he said to himself. "Oh fuck, a hummer! Someone's been reading on the internet." He laughed again at all the ways he could tease her about that. God, he loved her so much. Then he got up and joined his wife in the shower.
Right before 10, Jason and Elizabeth stepped off the elevator at GH and walked towards the nurses desk. Jason was wearing his usual leather jacket, t-shirt, jeans and boots and Elizabeth was wearing the most conservative, virginal outfit he had ever seen her wear, which of course had the opposie of its intended affect and made him wildly horny. She had on a white blouse, tied with a bow at the collar, a black blazer over the blouse and a plaid skirt. The skirt came to the top of her almost knee high black boots. Her hair was confined in a single french braid. She looked like a pregnant private school girl or a kindergarten teacher. Either one prompted naughty images in his mind. She was refusing to look at him, because every time she did, she blushed. And every time he looked at her, he smiled, wickedly.
Her last words before the elevator opened were that he should behave himself and not embarrass her if he wanted any more early morning treats. He did want more of those badly, so he vowed he would behave himself.
He kept an arm around her back as they walked over to the waiting area, after informing the nurse they were there. Monica was in surgery but due out in a few minutes, they were told.
Minutes later they were ushered into an exam room. Elizabeth hopped up on the table, legs crossed at the ankles, sitting there in her going to church outfit. Jason contemplated jumping her.
He was prevented from doing so by Monica's arrival.
"Good morning you two," Monica said cheerily. She looked up from her chart to see Elizabeth sitting primly on the exam table, eyes downcast and a blush on her cheeks. Her son, she noted, had a certain look in his eye. Oh, there was a story here, she thought.
"Alright, Elizabeth, before we do a full work up, can you get into a gown?" She handed her a hospital gown and pointed to the bathroom. "You can change in there."
"Need any help?" Jason asked.
Elizabeth gave him a glare and he smirked at her. She disappeared into the bathroom, shutting the door with a firm snap. Monica looked at her son, with a brow quirked in question.
He just smiled, so she moved on.
"So, Jason you're worried that the baby is going to be too big for her to deliver safely?"
"I am worried about that. She's so tiny," he said, quickly sobering. "But I'm even more worried now. Elizabeth told me last night that with Cam she had something called a partial abruption."
"I see. That does give me cause for some concern."
Jason's heart dropped to his feet. Monica saw the look on his face.
"No, don't be too worried. It's just that once a partial abruption has occurred, the next pregnancy is higher risk for it to happen again."
At that moment Elizabeth came out of the washroom in the hospital gown. Jason scooped her up in his arms and sat on the other chair.
"You're talking about the abruption?" she asked.
"Yes," Monica said. "I'm sure you've talked it over with your doctor in Montana."
"I have," Elizabeth said. "But he said we'd have to discuss it more, with me and Jason, before I delivered. But he said it should be fine," she said when she felt Jason tense beneath her.
"And it probably will be," Monica said. "But you're a nurse, Elizabeth. You know that once you've had a partial, a full abruption is a possibility."
"I know that," Elizabeth said. "I just didn't want to dwell on it."
"Wh-what's a full abruption?" Jason asked.
"That's when the placenta completely breaks away from the wall of the uterus. It usually causes labor, but it can also cause heavy bleeding in the mother. Both mother and child are at severe risk if they are not treated immediately."
"She could die?" he asked, heart pounding.
"In the worst case, both mother and baby have been lost, yes," Monica said. "But that's only in the worst case. However, I know you wanted to have this baby in Montana, Elizabeth, but I want you to consider staying here. At your ranch, you are at least 45 minutes out from emergency treatment. If you have a full abruption, you do not have 45 minutes. Instant medical treatment is your only option."
"We're staying here," Jason said. When Elizabeth tried to argue he simply shook his head. "No. I will not risk you." His hand went to her face, cupping her chin. "Please, Elizabeth. You promised. You first. For me." His lips sought hers in a gentle kiss.
And she couldn't argue in the face of his overwhelming love her her. "Okay, we'll stay here." But she looked a little sad. "But I was looking forward to having our baby at home. Even with Monica and Alan there?"
Monica shook her head. "No, you need to be close to a full trauma center. You know this, Elizabeth."
Elizabeth took a deep breath. "I do. I know this. And it's not like I don't love our apartment and the whole Quartermaine family. It's just that Kevin and Kerry were coming for New Years and they were going to spend at least a week with us."
"They can come here," Jason said. "I'll send the jet for them. We'll open up another apartment on our floor. They can stay as long as they want. Until the baby is born. Until we're all ready to go home. Kevin told me as long as he has access to high speed broadband, he can work anywhere. I'll set him up with an office. They can come for Christmas." Jason's voice grew more enthused. Having Kerry with her would help Elizabeth, she needed friends and Kerry was her closest.
"Oh, Jason you are so good to me," Elizabeth said, throwing her arms around his neck and kissing him. "I would love it if they could come. Let's call them!"
"Hold on a minute, you two," Monica said. "We are in the middle of an exam here, in case you've forgotten. Elizabeth, on the table, let's get your blood pressure."
Jason lifted her up and put her on the table, hovering close. Monica took Elizabeth's blood pressure, frowning slightly, which Jason picked up on immediately.
"What?" he asked, tensely.
"It's a little high, just on the outer edge of normal, but it bears watching. Okay, here's what I think. No stress. Got it? None. Just relaxation and enjoying your family. Jason that will be your job. Keep her away from anything that could upset her. And God knows, I know that could be difficult here. You, Elizabeth will rest. Feet up a lot. Try not to lift Cam too much. I want to get you through to 38 weeks, which is mid-January and then I think we should schedule a C-section. Just to be safe. We'll consult with Dr. Meadows, but I think she will agree."
"Oh, but a C-section? I wanted natural childbirth, like I did with Cam." She turned to Jason and saw his pleading eyes. "Okay, a C-section. 38 weeks is long enought right?"
"It is. We'll do a few lung function tests of course, but 38 weeks is almost full term. We'll be fine. Alright, Elizabeth you can get dressed. Rest, relax, don't overdo." Monica turned to go.
"Oh! Monica," Elizabeth called out. "I...there's one more thing we have to ask. Jason?" She looked at him expectantly.
Jason looked puzzled. "What?"
Elizabeth huffed, a little annoyed. "Monica, you said rest and don't overdo. Does that mean we can't....you know, be....intimate?" She grabbed onto Jason's hand, twisting it with nervousness.
Monica tried to maintain a professional demeanor, while her cheeks flushed. "Oh, well, uh. Yes. I think that you should be all right...initmately,
that is. In fact, researchers have found that intercourse, especially with orgasm, during late pregnancy was associated with a reduced risk of preterm
delivery." Monica's cheeks were blazing hot now.
Jason looked desperately uncomfortable hearing this news, yet relieved as well.
"Oh. Well that's good then," Elizabeth said. "I'll just go get dressed." She scurried into the bathroom, leaving mother and son looking at each other.
Well, Monica looked at her son, who was looking at the floor, cheeks tinged with a little red. Then he looked up.
"Thanks.. Mom. For everything. I'll take good care of her."
"I know you will. I'm glad you're staying, even if circumstances aren't completely perfect. We'd love to have you around forever." She moved to the door. "We'll see you tomorrow for dinner?"
"Yeah. We'll be there." Monica left and Elizabeth came out of the washroom, clad once again in her prim outfit. She was carrying her boots.
"Can you help me with these?" She pulled one on and put her foot on the small footstool. "If you could just do the zipper up for me," she said.
He bent down, squatting at her feet, and did up the zipper, pulling it slowly up her calf. His hands couldn't resist following the line of her leg, up
her stocking, white, he noted with appreciation. And then he moved his hand up her leg and met bare flesh. Thigh high stockings. His hand moved up over her
ass. No underwear. He leaned his head against her leg. "You are such a bad girl," he said.
