Disclaimer: These boys sadly belong to SM. Anything other than that exists only in my mind.
A/N: This is my first story and I'm trying hard. I don't have a beta right now or anybody to pre-read it for me, so any mistakes are my own. Send me a message if you see anything, I really don't mind. It would be appreciated. Thanks for reading!
I feel my eyes widen as his hand moves down and he presses the palm of his hand against the bulge in his pants. I try not to groan, but unsurprisingly, I'm unsuccessful. I don't know what I expected, but that wasn't it. He glances to the people across the aisle from us. One is reading, one is sleeping. This seems to please him. He looks back at me and puts the armrest up between us. I don't know what to do. I'm terrified, anxious, and not to mention, utterly turned on by this man next to me.
He moves his hand over on his leg, letting his knuckles graze along my thigh. It is as if he just wants me to know it's there, but that is all he does. He leans in towards me. Close, closer – oh, my God – his lips brush up against my ear. "Is that what you wanted? To tease me? You really don't know who you are dealing with, Jasper." He lets out a breath and I shiver involuntarily as it moves across my ear. "I could make you sit there and squirm in your seat. I could make you cum in your pants. Did you know that? Do you want me to sit here and tell you how much I would love to take you over my knee right now? Punish you for something I told you not to do. Tell you how much I want to fuck that sweet mouth of yours? Hm? You were tempting the kind of trouble you cannot even imagine."
I'm aware I'm breathing harder. That is about the only thing I'm aware of. I can't think, I can't react, I can't move. What I do know is that if he keeps talking to me like that, I am going to cum. Dear God, make him stop, don't let him stop…
He trails on, "That isn't something you want though, is it? Maybe you should think twice before tempting with me with those lips that were made to wrap around a cock." As soon as he finishes that sentence, I feel his fingertips brushing against my lips. He cocks an eyebrow at me, as if in challenge. My first thought is to let my tongue move along his fingertips but the way he is looking at me says that he knows that, too. I breathe in deeply and stay still, I see his tense look relax slowly and a delightful smile spreads across his beautiful face. He looks pleased with me. He moves his hand back and nods.
"That's better. Now please, I won't say it again, pay attention to your work. No more teasing." I take in a deep breath and lean back into my seat, closing my eyes. My heart feels like it might beat out of my chest right now. I have never been so exhilarated in my entire life. If he can do that, only by that, what else can he do? It excites me, yet it utterly terrifies me.
The rest of the flight goes well. He is reading something while I am not able to concentrate. At all. I'm going to ruin this chance. Concentrate, Jasper. Not on the every breath that escapes the man next to you. Listen to him.
It is a little startling that last thought I had is what makes me focus. Sign of things to come? I can only wish.
By the time we are descending into Seattle, I feel caught up enough to feel confident for the meeting later today. I let out a sigh of relief and lean back into my seat. I glance out the window and tell myself I won't replay any of what happened earlier until I am safely in my hotel room for the night. I just need to figure out how to be okay with him walking away from me.
I feel his hand move over mine on the now lowered arm rest and I become aware that I'm strumming my fingers quickly, I stop as soon as I realize it and he moves his hand. My hand is still tingling as I move it away and look back at him, ignoring that we're now touching down. He looks up at me and nods slightly. "You have my card, Jasper. It's up to you, but I think we both know what I want you to do with it. Just calling or emailing doesn't mean anything, okay? Remember that."
I look at him for a moment, memorizing his perfect face in my mind. I feel my lips curve upwards and he grins at me. I'm vaguely aware we're taxiing now. I hear my name being spoken in a familiar, but feminine voice. My head pops up before I can say anything to him and I see the woman I usually speak to. She is in the row in front of us but to the left, how I failed to realize that until right now I don't know. She smiles and asks if I have time for that usual cup of coffee. It's become a ritual since I started this flight and I laugh, shaking my head no. I tell her I probably don't need any more caffeine for the meeting today and she grins, nodding her head. I tell her next time definitely and she gives me a mock salute that has become a part of our normal routine. She glances at Edward next to me and back at me, lifting an eyebrow in question. I shoot her a small wink before she shakes her head laughing.
I glance over at Edward and he's watching me with a confused expression. He steals a quick glance over at her then back at me. He talks softly.
"I'm sorry. I wouldn't have done that if I had known someone you knew was right here." I smile and shake my head.
"Don't worry about it," I reply. "Her and I catch up every week. If she heard anything, it doesn't really matter. She isn't one to judge. Anyway, she, uh, is someone I talk to often about this kind of thing." I hope he gets what I mean by that. By the look I get, I see he thankfully understands.
By now, everyone is rushing to get up and he gives me a small look of regret before shaking his head and smiling at me. He reaches for my hand again and I try not to remember where it was earlier. Apparently, my eyes give me away as they slide from his hand to his groin and quickly back up. He has a deviant smirk on his face and I hope he doesn't comment. I don't think I can handle it.
"Well, it is nice to see that is still on your mind," I fight to not blush as he says that and I give a small nod. The people in front of us are moving up the aisle. It's time.
"Jasper, I hope I'll be hearing from you soon." He says it in a gentle voice. I hear a throat clear behind him and see people waiting impatiently, I give him a small smile and reach up for my carry on. By the time I retrieve it and apologize for holding them up, he's gone.
I can handle this. It is just a conversation.
Even as I say that to myself and believe it, my thumb hovers over the send with button. His phone number glares at me. I shake my head and press send. Somehow I bring my phone up to my ear in disbelief.
One ring, two rings, three…oh.
"Cullen," I hear. I'm surprised by the brisk tone in his voice. It isn't what I remembered. I hope I didn't make the wrong choice. What if I did and…
"Hello?" Shit, Hale, talk!
"Uh, um, this is Jasper." Way to sound intelligent there.
"Jasper? Well, my day just got better. How are you?"
"Oh, well, I'm doing rather well. I just thought I'd call, and uh, yeah.." I trail off. I didn't quite think out what I would say to him once I was actually talking to him.
"I'm glad you did. I am happy to hear your voice. You caught me at a bad time however. Give me a second, Jasper?"
"Sure, yes, I apologize." I hear his laugh and a quick glance at the mirror shows me grinning like a fool. This man…
He muffles the phone but I can still hear a bit of the conversation. I hear a muffled, "close the door" and a soft sigh before he is back on the line. "Jasper?"
"Yes?"
"Sorry about that. Anyway, I really am glad to hear from you. Are you still in Seattle?"
"Yes, I'm in Seattle for a few more days finishing up everything." Does this mean he wants to see me? When did I start reading into every single word? Calm it down, Jasper.
"Would you like to meet up before you leave? Coffee? Maybe a little less bouncy this time," he says while laughing. I laugh with him and shake my head. I thank him internally for a bit of the ice breaker.
"Yeah, I needed a pick me up that morning but sometimes I have a bit too much and it makes me unable to stay still. But, uh, yeah, I think that would be good, yeah."
"Great. I'll let you pick out the place, somewhere you're familiar with. Text me the details? I'm available any time in the next few days."
"Sure! I mean, yeah, that's good. It will probably be tomorrow. I'll text you." I can't believe it. I'm going to see him tomorrow. I hope I don't make a fool out of myself tomorrow. I realize again he's talking. Shit.
"I'll be eagerly waiting for it then. See you tomorrow then, hopefully. Bye Jasper." He hangs up before I can say bye. After sitting here staring at the phone for longer than I'd like to admit, I'm relieved and happy. He wanted to hear from me too. I realize he is trying to make things more comfortable for me too. Could it be this simple? Did I just meet him? I may be getting ahead of myself. He's just so...
Okay, I need to stop reacting like a teenage girl getting a call from her crush. I laugh and shake my head. Well, it seems he's already brought more of me than is usually there. I wonder what else he could bring out in me? And with that thought, it is time to jump in the shower.
I pick out a location close to my hotel. It's close enough to walk back and forth from. I'm ignoring the small part of me that is wishing something happens tomorrow. I don't know if I'm jumping the gun or simply wishing.
I pull out my phone and text him the details, telling him I am looking forward to seeing him. I feel a bit out of my depth here. We already shared more on the plane than I do with most people. Do I act like it's simply a first date? A meeting? I'm unsure and I am usually never unsure of anything. I plan accordingly with most things in my life. Very rarely does anything take me by surprise. He has thrown me for a loop since I first laid my eyes on him. So far, he is everything I've wanted, and nothing I ever thought I would get.
Guess it's time to see what tomorrow brings...