Disclaimer: All books and characters in the Twilight Saga are property of Stephenie Meyer. I also don't own the Evening Samba dress that is property of Betsy Johnson or Nine West.
Warning: Lemon, but it's one of a different kind. I'll tell you ahead of time some of you might be disappointed.
Thanks to my beta not done baking for her grammar expertise.
Dinner Date
Alice's POV
Jasper surprised me be taking me out to my favorite restaurant. I was dressed to the nines in my Betsy Johnson Evening Samba dress in black; on my feet where a pair of black stilettos from Nine West.
Jasper clutched on to my hand as the host guided us to our reserved table.
He looked down at me and I smiled up at him with glee. I knew something wonderful was going to take place tonight. I just wasn't sure what…I knew it wasn't my birthday or our anniversary. We weren't the type to celebrate every anniversary of every little first thing we shared together. One a year was plenty enough for us, besides that nothing could trump the memory of our wedding.
"Could I get you something to drink?" The waiter asked, handing us the menus.
I was a little disappointed. I thought for sure Jasper would have been able to get us table that was a little more…reclusive. There were people scattered all around us, more happy and loving couples. There were no families tonight though - they all must have had the same idea.
"I'll have a glass of milk," Jasper replied.
The waiter turned to me. "And you miss?"
"Iced tea." He jotted it down and left.
I caught my husband's eyes gaze down to the see-through top of my dress. I leaned forward, raised an eyebrow in response to his action.
"Is there a reason why you didn't get us a more private table?" I asked quietly.
He chuckled softly. "You'll find out in due time."
I crossed my arms over my chest and stuck my tongue out at him causing him to chuckle more.
"I love your defiant side."
I removed my arms from my chest and grinned. "Well it's a good thing, because it's part of this packaged deal," I said, tracing my hand down my body.
The waiter returned with our drinks. When he asked if we're ready to order, we told him we needed more time.
"Jazz, please give me some sort of clue? I'm dying here," I pleaded.
He traced his thumb over the top of my hand. "But that would ruin the surprise."
I smiled before taking a sip of my iced tea – unlike a certain unnamed person I actually enjoyed surprises.
Jasper's POV
We both decided on the steak and shrimp. Food was the furthest thing from my mind, but I needed to keep up the scheme in order for my plan to follow through. I knew my wife wasn't happy with our seating arrangement, but it was the most important part of my plan.
I watched Alice as she took another sip out of her beverage; I hadn't even touched my milk yet. My mind was too occupied at the moment.
Exactly two weeks ago she confided in me her most prominent fantasy. We didn't discuss it after that night; she just brushed it off of her shoulders insisting that it was nothing. Unbeknownst to her I had every intention of fulfilling that fantasy for her tonight.
"So tonight, after dinner… did you have anything in mind?" she asked coyly.
I shook my head while trying my damnedest to keep a straight face. Oh I had something in mind, but it was going to be during dinner…not after.
She let out a sigh of disappointment. I threw her an apologetic smile.
The waiter returned with our meals.
Alice moved her food around on her plate. From the looks of her demeanor I could tell she was disappointed. The one thing I hated most in the world was seeing her upset.
"Please eat, Alice," I said, "If it makes you feel any better I promise to make it up to you." I winked at her.
She beamed at me before attacking the shrimp with her fork and placing it in her mouth. I took a sip of my milk, and plunged into my medium-rare New York strip steak.
I couldn't actually execute my plan during dinner. I couldn't take the risk of her choking on her food. No, it would have to wait until she said she was done.
Alice's POV
None of this seemed to make sense… here I was on a magnificent date with my husband and there was no special occasion to be observed or anything to be celebrated. I took a bit of my steak as I continued to ponder the present mystery in my mind.
All the couples around us looked happy and in love, I smiled that - I was always the type to enjoy seeing people happy.
I dropped my fork and moved my plate forward. I placed my hands on my stomach, I was full.
Begin Scene. Warning: Public Humiliation and Conditioning.
Jasper smiled at my action. I gave him a dumbfounded look.
"Are you done?" He asked mischievously.
"Yes," I answered hesitantly.
He placed his right hand five inches in front of his face with his thumb on his middle finger. I stared at him with my mouth agape. That was the plan? Here? Oh my god!
He smiled devilishly. My body began to prepare itself for arousal – my nostrils flared and my nipples hardened. I stared at him with wide eyes.
Then I heard it…he snapped his fingers, causing my stomach muscles to contract and my womanly juices to burst forth. I dug my fingers in the table as I bit down on my lower lip trying to suppress my screams of ecstasy.
Oh my god, all these people around me…did they know? Was I discovered? My mouth hung wide open in complete shock as my breathing became heavier and the pace of my heartbeat sped up. I reluctantly looked at the people around me… I was pleased to see that they were all going about their business completely oblivious to what had just happened.
Jasper's POV
The moment I've been waiting for was finally here…she dropped her fork and shoved her plate forward.
"Are you done?" I pressed after seeing her place her hands on her stomach.
"Yes," she replied after a short pause.
I lifted my hand parallel to my face with my thumb resting on my middle finger. She stared at me in disbelief - my plan worked… I surprised her.
I shot her a mischievous smile. This wasn't something that was completely new to us…it took me six months to condition her to orgasm on command. After that I had her do it every time we were intimate…but never in a public setting until now.
I snapped my fingers. Usually teaching someone to orgasm on command was done with an oral approach. Alice and I have always been the couple to do things our own way.
She crouched over the table boring her eyes into mine as she bit down on her lower lip, digging her fingers into the table. I smiled at the thought of fulfilling my wife's fantasies.
After her climax was over her breathing became more rapid, and she nervously looked around her. She calmed down once she saw everything was normal.
End scene. Safe to read.
Alice's POV
Jasper chuckled to himself. "Did you enjoy yourself?"
I stared at him wide-eyed. "I thought you said you didn't have any plans?" I gasped out.
"Au contraire, I said I didn't have any plans for after dinner." He smirked.
I shook my head in disbelief. "You're unbelievable."
He smiled. "You never answered my question."
"Oh god, yes!" I squealed a little too loudly.
The table in front of us turned around. I covered my mouth with my hand and held back a laugh. Jasper shook his head.
"I love you," I whispered.
"I love you too."
Jasper might not have had any plans for after dinner, but I sure in the hell did.
AN: This lemon isn't exactly the most sanitary… if you get my drift.
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