Chapter 7--NC 17  

Although he was tired with jet lag, Sonny didn't get much sleep that night. His companion kept waking him up. "I can't get enough of you Sonny," she moaned, climbing on top of him yet again. "I guess not," Sonny joked, looking at all the empty condom wrappers strewn across the bed and floor. He couldn't usually stand such a mess, but since he was enjoying himself so much, he figured he'd let it go till morning. Then, sunlight peeking through the blinds informed him it was morning already. The light illuminated the guest room. When they had arrived at the penthouse, Sonny still couldn't bring himself to go to his and Carly's bed; it was too soon. Jasmine couldn't care less where they went. Once she'd had him inside her in the limousine, she knew she'd never get enough of the man. Now, she was writhing on top of him, her long hair falling in his face. He brushed it back with his hands, "you're so beautiful," he told her. She smiled and kissed him. He wasn't lying either; he didn't do that with women. He found her quite intoxicating. But, he knew they'd never be more than casual lovers; he wouldn't give his heart away again if he could help it. Getting back to the task at hand, he reached down and guided himself into her. Jasmine began greedily riding him; she loved how he felt. "Aren't you sore?" Sonny asked. She shook her head, "nooooo...you feel so good inside me Sonny!" Sonny groaned and grabbed her ass in his hands. He held her still and began thrusting into her from below. "Does that feel good baby?" he growled. Jasmine could hardly answer; her head hung back in pure ecstasy. She began shaking and let out a sound that fell somewhere between actual words and a scream. Satisfied she'd been satisfied, again, Sonny flipped them over so he was on top. He captured her mouth with his and started driving home. She cried out with every stroke, and the cries filled his mouth. He grabbed her hands in his, and moved her arms so they were above her head, where he pinned them to the bed. He released her mouth and said, "unh that's it...are you ready for me?" his voice strained with desire. "Yes Sonny!" she moaned, and he exploded in silence as stars flashed in front of his eyes.

Sonny finally got out of bed, leaving a totally spent Jasmine behind. He jumped into the shower, feeling great. Robin and Luke were back in his life; business was under control; he had a sexy new companion...what more could a man want or need? His heart clenched as Carly's face flashed before his eyes. He'd gotten used to being in love again; something he never thought would happen after Brenda. But now, he was going to have to get used to living without it. It was too much of a risk and left him too vulnerable. Letting the steaming hot water pour over him, he tried to put Carly from his mind permanently. He whipped around, startled, at the sound of the shower door opening. Seeing it was Jasmine, he relaxed a bit but told her in a firm voice, "don't ever sneak up on me; it could be hazardous to your health." Jasmine shuddered, noting the steely look in his eyes. She knew who she was dealing with; he could be a very dangerous man. The word had already hit the streets that Joseph Sorel was dead, and there was little doubt who killed him. Jasmine made it her business to make contacts all over the city and usually knew what was going on before it even happened. She was determined to rise above her current position in life, that of a saleswoman at a clothing boutique. She was hoping Sonny Corinthos would be her ticket to the big time. "I'm sorry baby; it'll never happen again," she purred as she joined him in the shower. "It's all yours, I'm through," Sonny replied, suddenly not wanting to be with her. He moved past her and stepped out. "Sonny! Are you mad at me? What did I do?" Jasmine cried. "You should ask before invading a man's space," Sonny curtly replied, grabbing a towel and drying himself off. Then, he left the bathroom, leaving Jasmine wondering where she went wrong. 

She joined him a short while later downstairs, clad in one of his robes, where Sonny was drinking coffee. "Do you want me to leave?" Jasmine reluctantly asked. Sonny shook his head, "you can stay. Do you want some coffee?" Jasmine smiled, "I'll get it! And, I'll make you breakfast!" "Not in my kitchen you don't," Sonny warned. Jasmine stopped in her tracks, unsure what do or say so as to not set him off again. Sonny got up from the table and walked passed her into the kitchen, saying, "have a seat at the table. How do you like your eggs?"

Later, Sonny was working at his desk, while Jasmine was upstairs getting dressed. Luckily, it was her day off from the boutique, so she was in no hurry to leave. Sonny looked up at a knock on the door and yelled, "yeah?" Max opened it, and announced Alexis. "Good morning Sonny," she greeted him upon entering. "Good morning. What's up?" "I have some preliminary divorce papers for your review. We need to work out the settlement issues though." "I want to make sure that Michael is provided for, but I don't want to support Carly's shopping addiction," Sonny curtly replied. Alexis stared at him, "well, that could be tricky. You need to give her enough disposable income to take care of him, but it'll be hard to control what she does with it." Sonny nodded his head, "yeah, I know." They both turned at the sound of Jasmine coming down the stairs. She immediately glared at Alexis, her hackles up and her jealousy meter on high. She walked over to Sonny, who introduced them, "Alexis, this is Jasmine. And this is Alexis, my attorney...and friend." "Nice to meet you," Alexis said, although she didn't really mean it. Jasmine had a flush in her cheeks that gave away what she and Sonny had been doing, and Alexis didn't like it one bit. Jasmine didn't even bother to reply and looked at Sonny instead. "Sure we can't spend the day together baby?" Sonny shook his head, "no, I have business to attend to. I'll see you later." Jasmine smiled and gave him a long, wet kiss goodbye. Sonny put his arm around her and kissed her back, then watched as she left the penthouse. "What is going on with you?" Alexis blurted out before she could stop herself. "Excuse me?" "Who is that...that woman?" Sonny smiled, "since when do I have to explain my personal life to you Alexis? Why do you care?" Alexis scrambled to think of a legitimate reason, and quickly found one. "Because you are still legally married, and if Carly finds out about...her...she can take you to the cleaners for adultery." Sonny laughed, "want to try again? Number one, she betrayed me. Number two, what's she going to take from me? She doesn't even know about most of my assets." "Well, there's this place, your ELQ stock..." Alexis retorted. Sonny reached out his arm and put a hand on her shoulder. "Alexis, Carly isn't going to take me to court. If she did, I'd tell the whole world how unstable she is and then AJ would get custody of Michael. She won't risk that." Alexis shifted uncomfortably under his hand. "Maybe. But I wouldn't flaunt Jasmine around until after the divorce is final if I were you." Sonny removed his hand and stepped over to pick up the papers she'd given him earlier. "Fine Alexis, I won't. I'll read these and get back to you later." Alexis realized he was dismissing her and turned to leave. Before stepping out the door, she spoke to him over her shoulder. "She isn't a real blonde, you know." Sonny looked up at her, amused, and waited for the door to close behind her before responding out loud, "you're right, she isn't."

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