Forbidden Flirtation
Chapter 3: The Drive Home
A/N: The quote below kind of goes with the chapter, but not completely. I just love that song. (:
SONG QUOTE: "I still recall the taste of your tears, echoing your voice just like the ringing in my ears." Nine Inch Nails, 'Something I Can Never Have'
The weekend passed by uneventfully. I got a call from Rosalie, one of my two best friends, and she invited me to her house for Christmas dinner. I happily agreed, eager to see my friends again. They had all moved to Seattle for college and jobs, so I didn't get to visit them as much; it was almost a four hour drive.
Monday came around soon, and I wondered how Jasper would act towards me. When sixth period rolled around, he walked in laughing with his friends. He stopped suddenly when his eyes met mine, and his blue orbs glazed over, causing him to run out of the room. I excused myself and followed after him. The hallway was empty, except for Jasper who was sitting against some lockers with tears running down his face."Did I do something?" I whispered, kneeling down next to him.
He looked over at me with his red, puffy eyes. "No, you didn't do anything. That's the problem."
I sat there for a moment, and silence filled the corridor. "We need to get back to class. I have students that need to be supervised." I leaned over suddenly and kissed his forehead, an electric spark passing through my veins at the contact. I stood up and headed back for my room, confused as to why I just did that.
"Thank you, Miss Swan," I heard him say.
I turned slightly. "For what?"
"For proving that you want me, too."
I blushed and hurried inside. I sat down in my chair and pretended to work, thinking only of Jasper's long, muscular legs and how they would look between mine.
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"Excuse me, Miss Swan. I finished up all my extra credit work, and I was wondering if you could grade it," Jasper said on that Friday.
I smiled and nodded, casting my gaze downward and not missing the hard-on he was hiding underneath the denim. Fuck, he's huge. I mentally berated myself for noticing it the third time this week and marked his paper.
"A perfect one hundred. As usual." He stuck his hands in his pockets, and the bell rang. All of the students rushed out of the school, while Jasper and I stared at each other. "Well, I'll see you at school on Monday, I guess."
"Yep. School on Monday," he repeated and left.
I gathered up all of my things and followed him out a few minutes later. I saw him walking down the street with his hands in his pockets and head down. Huh. I wondered what happened to his bike. I climbed into my Mercedes and drove up next to him.
"Jasper," I called through the window. "Do you need a ride home?"
He grinned. "Nah, it's okay. I can walk."
"Oh, whatever. Come on, and get in." What are you doing, Bella?! Driving a kid home?! Are you planning on jumping his bones in the backseat or something?! "Where do you live?" I asked when he slid in, ignoring my thoughts.
"You're going to hate me."
I let a few words slip out that I despised. "I don't think I could ever hate you."
His face lit up as he replied, "La Push."
"Are you serious?"
"Yeah, my mom and I moved there when my…father passed away." He looked out the window, and I heard him swallow.
"Why don't you go to school on the res?" I tried to change the subject as I followed the road's curve around.
"Jacob's dad and my mom decided to send us here when we got our own cars and such."
"Oh. So, is this your first year here?"
"No, our second. Jake should be a senior, but he stopped coming to school for a year due to some issues with his sister. He drove us around last year."
I turned at the intersection, and my curiosity got the best of me. "Where's your motorcycle?"
"Jacob's fixing it up for me. It had a few problems."
"It's nice that you have a friend like him." I placed my right hand on his leg subconsciously, and I felt his hardness through his jeans. I went to pull away, but his own fingers covered mine, and I smiled softly at the road.
Twenty minutes of silence later, Jasper said, "I'm sorry about the other day when I yelled at you."
"You didn't yell. And I was being a real bitch, so I'm the one who should be apologizing."
"It's fine. And Miss Swan, I do think it would be wonderful to fuck you," he told me, getting out of the car since we were now at his house.
I was heading home, and the dampness of my panties was teasing me. I ran inside with my things as soon as I made it to my small house and into my bedroom, shedding my clothes quickly and pulling out a pink dildo. I laid down on my bed, thinking of the warmth Jasper's hard dick radiated through his jeans, and ran the dildo between my already wet nether lips. I slid it into my slightly, pulling it out then fully sheathing it inside of me. I imagined it was his large cock pounding into me as I thrust it into my bare pussy. I had never wanted another orgasm more as I pictured what Jasper would look like as he came. He'd probably be covered in sweat with that sweet smile on his face, even as his lower half strained against mine. That was my undoing, and I moaned rather loudly, his name resounding in my head.
A/N: Sorry it's so short. Next chapter will be longer, I'm sure. Review please! (:
