Title: You Are What You Read
Rating: M
Disclaimer: I do not own these characters. They all belong to whoever they belong to. I just like to play with my favorites every now and then. I'll give them back as soon as I am finished.
Summary: AU - What happens when Sonny discovers that someone in Port Charles has been writing some very steamy romance novels. Starring him!
Chapter 4: Covert Instructions
"Six!" Sonny exclaimed in horror, starring at the computer screen in front of him. "I must have read that wrong," he talked out loud to himself while shaking his head in denial. Clenching his eyes shut and rubbing them roughly, Sonny tried to reassure himself, "Because there is no way there are six of them."
It wasn't possible.
It was just not possible.
If it was it would mean that there was not one, but SIX books published about him sitting on the shelves of stores across the country. Six books just waiting to be purchased and read by anyone from anywhere at anytime. It would also mean that the simple crush he'd thought Antoinette Heart had for him would actually be more of an obsession spanning over the past few years and over 2,574 pages.
So, it was just not possible.
He would have known if one someone had been watching him for years. If not him, one of his men would have caught it. Antoinette described his physical and even a few of his personal characteristics with extreme accurateness. This wasn't just someone he had once passed on the streets, this was someone who lived in Port Charles and who knew him.
How well they knew him, well that would take reading five more books to find out.
Of course, that would only be if there were six books…which there weren't.
Somehow, Borders, Barnes and Noble, and had all gotten their information wrong by listing six book titles under the search of Antoinette Heart.
Timidly, Sonny slowly opened one eye and focused on the screen.
Six.
With a groan he slumped forward in his chair and banged his head against the mahogany desk.
"Why me?" Sonny asked out loud against the cool surface before raising his head. "What is so great about me?" he asked with a click of his mouse, entering Antoinette Heart's page. Once the page loaded and revealed the list of all six of Antoinette Heart's written works, Sonny could feel the blush permanently staining his cheeks.
Each title had a link to their very own page that contained the cover art, a detailed summary, and fan comments. To Sonny's dismay he found that there were actual comments under the 'fan comment' sections. Apparently he's made a bigger splash into the pool of adult literature than he had originally feared.
As Sonny scanned down the comment page, he read that fans referred to the books as the Sonny Series and had apparently no idea of the circumstances he actually existed in. Their general assumptions were that "Sonny" was based off of Antoinette's husband.
Most of the comments were general remarks about the book, discussions of favorite scenes, or comments about which lead female they were fonder of. One user though, did seem especially keen about his physical attributes and enjoyed commenting on what she would do with "them".
"This is disturbing," Sonny spoke out loud and quickly scrolling away from the comments and back towards the book listings.
The Sun After the Storm
The Rising Storm
The Sun Over Her Horizon
The Sun's Devotion
Passion Under the Sun
Sunshine and Pleasure
In Sonny's opinion, Antoinette seemed to get more and more brazen with each book. The titles alone confirmed that thought. Read a passage from The Sun's Devotionsuddenlyflashed like a neon sign and Sonny cursed himself for even daring to double click the phrase once he began to read.
Securing the black silk around his wrists to the iron headboard, Jane trailed her nails down the paths of his muscular arms. With her position astride his waste, she felt him suck in a deep breath as her nails drew lingering circles around his erect nipples.
"You're teasing," he hissed as her nails trailed lower.
"You asked for it with that little stunt you pulled today in the boardroom," was her reply before she lowered her crimson lips to his ear. With a playful nip and a tug she added, "You like it when I tease you Sonny."
His pupils darkened in reply and she grinned against his skin.
"I thought so." Pulling herself upwards, she dug her nails into the muscles of his chest once more before bringing them to the hem of the slip resting on her thighs. Dragging it slowly upwards, she exposed her legs completely to him before stopping at her hips and black lace panties.
The corners of her mouth rose slightly as she watched him eagerly raise his head from the mattress, watching her every move without a blink. She remained motionless long enough to force his gaze to meet her own before quickly climbing off him completely.
"Hey, where—"
"No," she quickly silenced him as she stepped towards her dresser. "No more questions. No more talking." Taking a small silver bowl off its surface, Jane slowly made her way back to the bed. "I want you to concentrate on your other senses tonight, Sonny."
Eyes never leaving hers, he let his head fall back against the sheets only once she returned to the bed. This time though, she positioned herself between his open legs instead of atop them.
She wasn't even touching him yet, but Sonny could feel the heat of her against him.
"Close your eyes," she ordered. He complied without a hesitation and was rewarded with a soft kiss below his navel before her touch vanished once again. Using his other senses like he'd been ordered to, Sonny listened to a soft rattling from beside them as Jane removed whatever had been in the silver dish. He held his breath and listened.
Listened and waited.
The coldness that was pressed against his chest tore a surprised groan from his throat.
Grasping at the silk that bound him in place, his eyes rolled back as her tongue lulled the ice cube around his sensitive nipple. The heat of her mouth and the shocking coldness of the ice awoke every nerve in his body and he growled her name as her mouth crossed his chest.
She was driving him mad.
As her talented mouth continued to torture, he realized one of her soft hands was trailing against his inner thigh. Slowing moving higher up his leg he hissed her name as her nails brushed against the base of his member.
The ice cube she'd been carrying in her mouth lay forgotten in the middle of his chest, melting into a small puddle. Moving her head lower, her breath was beside her hand before she finally broke the maddening silence of the room.
"Are you ready to feel Sonny? To feel what I can and want to do to you?"
To read more from The Sun's Devotion place your order HERE or look for it at your local book store.
"Oh dear God," Sonny groaned pushing himself away from his desk. Slumping down on the edge of his bed, he let his head fall into his hands and desperately tried to ignore the erection straining against his pants.
"Good morning Miss C."
"Max," Carly sighed with a smile as she stepped through the front door. "I've told you a thousand times to loose the "Miss C" and just stick to Carly."
"My apologizes," he smiled bashfully and lowered his gaze quickly. "I was just trying to be respectful, because…because you're a respectable woman and deserve…um…a lot of respect."
"You're sweet, Max," she smiled softly with her reply.
"Hey Max!" Michael greeted warmly as he ran past his mother and into his father's living room, Morgan trailing not too far behind.
"Hi boys," Max grinned, shutting the front door behind them.
"Where's Sonny?" Carly asked, following the boys into the living room, forcing Max to follow.
"He hasn't come down yet."
"But it's almost eleven," Carly replied with a frown before joking, "He's usually up at dawn."
"He's up," Max continued, knowing he heard Sonny's shower running earlier. Actually, now that Max thought of it, Sonny had taken quite a long shower that morning and he now assumed that was the reason for his tardiness. "He just hasn't come down but I'll go tell him you and the boys have arrived."
"Thanks Max," Carly responded, watching him head up the stairs. Once he'd disappeared, she turned to her eldest son and pulled him aside from the puzzle he and Morgan had started.
"Mom!" he groaned. "I know!"
"Ok, but just make sure you guys stay close to Alexis today and give Skye a big hug for me."
"I will, I will," he mumbled looking past his shoulder towards his brother and the game he'd been forced to abandon.
"Michael," Carly voiced more seriously. "This is very important."
"But we always hang out with Alexis, Kristina, and Molly with dad."
"I know sweetie, but Skye's going to be there today too," she continued, straightening the collar of his shirt. "Daddy and Skye don't know each other very well, but Alexis and Mommy think that they would make really good friends. So, we want them to hang out a lot from now on."
"Why aren't they friends? Skye's cool."
"She's very cool buddy, but your daddy doesn't know that yet, so we gotta' help him out a bit. Ok?"
"Ok," he shrugged his acceptance. "Can I go back to the puzzle now?"
"Yes, go," she laughed as he darted away.
"Sir?" Max called out as he softly knocked against his boss' bedroom door.
"Come in, Max," Sonny replied as he finished shutting down his computer and began to pull his suit jacket onto his shoulders.
"Carly and the boys are here," Max stated as he took a step into the room.
"Have they been here long?"
"Not at all, Sir."
"Good." Sonny let out a small sigh of relief. He hadn't meant to keep Carly and the boys waiting, but the discovery of the six books and the passage he'd read earlier had required one long and very…very cold shower.
Sonny knew Carly would know something was amiss if he didn't make an appearance downstairs soon, but he had to get down to business first.
"Max I need you to do something for me."
"Anything, Sir."
"I phoned in an order at the Borders in Long Branch, and I need you to get down there today and pick it up for me. Pay for it in cash and please don't ask the clerk any questions."
"Of course not, Sir."
"It will actually be five small packages and you can put them up here on my desk once you get back," Sonny continued. Paranoia at its highest level, he'd first decided to purchase the books at a shop outside of town instead of the local one incase the Williams's would recognize Max. Then, for an extra precaution, Sonny ordered additional gift wrapping for each book to mask the covers. Positive he would have no idea as to what he was picking up, Sonny trusted Max enough to know that he would not let his curiosity get the best of him. "Then you can take the rest of the day off, Max."
"Thank you, Sir. I'll get right to it."
"Dad!"
"Hey, buddy's!" Sonny grinned as he stepped off the bottom step of the staircase and his sons leapt into his outstretched arms. "I've missed you guys."
"But you just saw us Friday!" Michael laughed.
"And these past three days have been very hard on me," Sonny teased, ruffling his eldest sons fiery red hair.
"You do need more friends, Dad," Michael replied before looking back at his mother in affirmation.
Having poured herself a glass of water, Carly nearly choked as her son almost exposed her plan. Calming a bit as Sonny laughed at the small comment, she quickly made her way over to the three in hopes of distracting her son.
"Why don't you guys work on your puzzle so I can talk to Daddy real quick," she smiled. Without another comment, the boys darted back to their disserted game. "Thank you again for taking them today, Sonny."
"You know it's not a problem, Carly," he replied, leaning against the banister and watching the boys fight over a corner piece.
"I know, I know," she responded. "This convention at the hotel was kind of last minute and I just want to be there to make sure everything goes smoothly."
"Carly, its fine. Stop worrying."
"Alright," she resigned with a sigh. "Thank you again though."
"You're welcome."
"Ok boys," Carly began, walking towards her sons. "Mommy has to go now, so give me some lovin'." They each stood to give her a hug and peck on the cheek, but as Michael started to pull away, she held him closer to whisper, "Don't forget Mommy and Alexis' plan."
"I won't Mom."
"But try to be a little discreet buddy."
"Huh?" he frowned, not understanding.
"Daddy and Skye don't know about our plan, so we have to keep it a secret."
"Oh, ok." As he nodded his understanding, Carly smiled and gave him another kiss before letting him pull away. "Ew, gross Mom! That one was wet!"
"Be good for your Dad boys," she added to both as Sonny started to walk her to the front door. "Thanks again, Sonny."
"Anytime."
She gave him a quick hug before exiting and then started the short walk back to her waiting cab. Hearing the front door close, she subtly looked over her shoulder to be certain. Grinning at how well it had gone, Carly fished her phone out of her purse and dialed.
"Hey……I just dropped off the boys……No, he bought it……He has no idea that the conference was rescheduled……So, I just have to lay low at home and it should go smoothly……One thing Alexis, Michael and the whole "discreet" thing hasn't gone so well, so just keep an eye on him……Ok, good luck……And call me latter with the details!"
Clicking the cell phone close, Carly smiled to herself and resumed her walk to the cab. At the sound of Sonny's front door swing open, she froze and feared her phone conversation with Alexis had been overheard. Turning slowing, she let out a breath of relief and watched Max walk towards the garage mumbling to him self.
"Five packages…Borders…pay in cash. Five packages…Borders…pay in cash."
Max really was a sweet guy and his little crush on her was even sweeter, but as his words drifted over to Carly she realized she suddenly had a great weapon at her disposal.
Climbing into the cab, she spoke to the driver quickly, "Start heading towards town but let that car," she emphasized by pointing towards Max as he unlocked one of Sonny's black cars. "Pass us and then follow it."
TBC