His face went pale, and his Adam’s apple bobbed in his scrawny throat. “I’m sorry, ma’am.”
“It’s okay.” Asia went back to take a seat by the window. Her face had fallen a bit. And that made me want to ring the little shit of a man’s throat.
“I’m going to report you, you know.” I turned and went to sit down next to her as the man took our things and scurried away. I took Asia’s hand and kissed it. “I’m sorry about that.”
She cut her eyes at me. “Really, you don’t have to be. I was stupid for asking for something so low class in the first place.”
“What’s low class about some sprite and rum? They serve that at all the expensive beach resorts. That guy’s just an ass. Our home will be filled with anything and everything you want, Asia. And I’ll let you go see your sister’s baby when the time comes too.”
“You will?” She looked surprised. “You mean it?”
I nodded. “It’s a special time in your life. Of course, I mean it.”
“Thank you. That means a lot to me.” She closed her eyes and laid her head down on my shoulder. “You’re very nice, Jett. That meal made me sleepy.”
“Perhaps a nap in the bedroom is in order.” I got up and took her hand, leading her to the bedroom, aware her eyes were as big as saucers.
Was she afraid to be alone in a bedroom with me?
Asia
I followed behind Jett as he led me to the bedroom. It wasn’t my life-long dream to lose my virginity in the bedroom of a private jet. Although that might sound cool to others, I wanted a traditional memory.
The bed was covered with a deep blue silky bedspread. Plump pillows were at the head of it; they looked inviting. Jett sat me on the side of the bed and pulled one foot up, taking off my shoe. Then he did the same to the other. “There, that’ll make you more comfortable.” He stepped out of his shoes and took off his jacket, hanging it in the closet. “Lie back, relax.” His voice was calm and gentle.
I did as he said, wondering if he was going to undress me. He unbuttoned the white shirt he wore underneath the jacket and took it off too. I closed my eyes. His body was too perfect; it was making my mouth water. He was scrupled like one of the great mythological gods.
His body touched mine as he laid down beside me. I was tense as hell, as I waited for his next move. He inched his hand to take mine. “Have a nice nap, Mrs. Simmons.”
It seemed that’s all we were going to do. Nap.
I was surprised and kind of disappointed too. When I heard, his breathing get even and deep, I knew he was out. I opened my eyes and turned over, resting my palm on his chiseled abs. I’d never felt anything like that before. I’ve only seen bodies like his in the movies. Imagine, The Rock, in your bed. That’s what I was looking at. I moved my hand up to run my fingertips over his mountainous pecks.
His chest was smooth and tan. I didn’t know if he waxed or if he was naturally sleek. All I knew was I found it very appealing. My eyes moved down his body until I found the bulge in his pants. With a feather light touch, I moved my hand down and rested it on the bulge, trying to figure out just how big it was. It was longer than my hand, and that was in a non-erect condition. My Lord, how long would it be when he was aroused?
Easing my hand over it, I found it thick. My inner thighs pulsed as I became wet. I thought about how nice that would feel inside of me sometime in the near future. My body reacted with excitement. My eyes were growing heavy and I was drifting to sleep. I woke to something throbbing against my palm. I’d fallen asleep with my hand on Jett’s dick!
And he was moving around, turning toward me, throwing his arm over me then moving closer. He pressed his growing cock against me and moaned. Yet he was still asleep. I was worried he’d make a move on me and I’d made one on him!
I tried to move back, but he threw his leg over me, stopping me in my tracks. I was stuck, and then his hands began to run all over me. Up and down my arm then around to my back and he pulled me closer to him. “Asia,” he moaned.
“Jett, are you awake?” I tapped his shoulder.
“Um, hm…” He inched forward and kissed me.
It wasn’t right what his kisses did to me. They went straight to my head and rendered me incapable of thinking clearly. My hands moved on their own running over his naked back. His skin felt warm and inviting as I caressed it. Our mouths fused into one as our bodies moved closer. I was completely lost in him. Every move he made, every touch, was felt passionately. His hand ran up my leg, pushing my dress up resting on my hip, holding me as he pressed his big thick cock against my pulsing panty covered pussy.
Rolling over me, he pinned me to the bed then his mouth left mine as he trailed kisses down my neck and over my dress covered breasts. He made his way all the way down until his hot mouth was on my panties. The look he gave me when he looked up at me made my heart beat at light speed. He took the top of my panties with his teeth and moved them down only enough to expose part of me.
He kissed my pearl, and I moaned with desire. He smiled then kissed it again and again until my body thrusted upward with pleasure. Moving his hands to cup my ass, he lifted me off the bed and licked me over and over. His dark waves were brushing against my stomach; he had my dress pushed all the way up. I ran my hands through them as I watched him kissing me in a place I’d never been kissed before.
It was far better than what I thought it would feel like. I was completely wet, and the moaning I was making just couldn’t be stopped. Just when I thought I was about to explode, he kissed my inner thigh. I was panting like a dog, then mewling like a cat. What he was doing to me wasn’t humanly possible, I thought. If that was what sex felt like, how did people ever stop doing it? It was fantastic!
He bit the inside of my leg, and an insanely amount of adrenaline shot through me. Jett got up, looking down at me with lust-filled eyes. “I’m about to ruin you for other men, Asia.” He ripped my panties off with one hard yank. I whimpered with a small amount of fear and the greatest desire of need.
Jett took me by the waist and lifted me all the way up, putting my legs over his broad shoulders. My pussy was in his face as he picked me up and down, running his tongue through every part of me. Then it was inside me, and I grabbed handfuls of his hair as it felt amazing. He moved me up and down as his tongue slid in and out of me.
I had no idea how he was lifting me so much. It was as if I didn’t weigh a thing. I was close to climaxing and my body was shivering. He moved his tongue out of me and sucked on my clit. It sent me over the edge and I shrieked with a hard orgasm. Then he was back inside, licking up all I had released. I was shaking with how intense it all was. He was right, he had ruined me for other men. Who else could handle me the way he had? Who else could make me feel the way he did?
No one could. I knew that even then. I was his. I belonged to Jett Simmons. But only for a few months and I knew I’d want to belong to him a hell of a lot longer than that. How did I get so caught up in him so damn quickly? He laid me back on the bed and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand as he breathed raggedly and looked at me like a lion looks at a gazelle. “You taste better than anything I’ve ever had in my mouth, Asia.”
Heat filled my cheeks. “Thank you.” I had no idea what one should say to a remark like that.
He pulled a piece of luggage out of the closet and put it on the bed, opened it and took out a pair of lacy white panties. He eased them up my legs, covering me back up. I wanted to ask why we weren’t going to do more, pop that pesky cherry of mine, but just before my mouth opened, the pilot told us to take our seats, we were about to land in New York.
I sighed, heavily and saw a smile curve his lips. “Disappointed?”
With a nod, I rolled out of bed. “I guess I should check my hair and makeup before we depart.” What I saw when I looked in the little bathroom mirror shocked me. My hair was a mess! My makeup was gone!
I closed the door and went to the bathroom, finding that it stung when I peed. “Ow!”
I could hear his deep chuckle. “Sorry about that. It’s a nasty side-effect.”
My cheeks heated as I realized he’d heard me. After finishing, I got up, washed my hands and used some more water to style my hair back into place. I splashed my face and tried to look a little refreshed, instead of freshly tongued fucked. I supposed he had another time in mind to take my virginity. But he could toy with me like that for as long he wanted to.
I didn’t mind one bit!
Jett
With my hand on her knee, Asia and I sat on my parents’ leather sofa as they stared at us. “So, you really did it?” my father asked.
I held up Asia’s left hand, showing off the rings. “We did. Last night. In Vegas.”
The lies were kind of choking. It wasn’t as easy to lie right to their faces. It was much easier to do it over the phone.
“And you’re from L.A.?” Mom asked Asia.
“No, ma’am, I was raised in Queens. I go to college at Rutgers in Jersey. I was on vacation when I met Jett.”
I was glad she remembered our little story because I was the one who was finding myself stumbling over the lies. “At a night club,” I managed to add.
“The Banshee,” Asia said as she patted my hand that was resting on her knee. “He taught me how to dance. Prior to him, I thought I had two left feet. He was a fantastic teacher.”
“You made it easy.” I kissed her cheek. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw my mother smile. “Then we went to eat after ditching her friend, Stacy.”
“Lola’s Eatery, Jett had scrambled eggs and toast.”
“Asia had waffles.” I was enamored with her. “And then I took her to the Motel 6 where she and Stacy were staying. I left her on the doorstep with one kiss on her perfectly pink cheek.”
Asia gazed into my eyes, and I felt as if the lies weren’t lies at all. I could see it all in my head as if it had been real. Her rosebud lips parted. “I knew I loved him even then.”
“You did?” I found myself asking.
She nodded. “From that little kiss and that wonderful night, I knew you were the one.”
“I had a strong idea you were the one for me too.” I looked at my parents who had their mouths hanging open as they looked at me with disbelieving expressions. “Anyway, we went out every night she was in town, and when she went back to school; the miles between us really helped us both realized how much we needed each other. We’d found love. So, I went to surprise her the day before yesterday.”
“He came to my dorm room. He got down on one knee and asked me to make him the happiest man in the world. I cried as I quickly accepted his proposal.” Asia ran the back of her hand over my cheek. “I’m so happy you asked.”
“I’m so happy you accepted.”
“So you went to Vegas and got married,” Mom said, taking our attention. “And now what will you do?”
“I bought us a house in the Sterling Ridge area of Harrison, New York. I thought it’d be a perfect place to live and raise a family.” I ran my hand over Asia’s cheek. “We can’t wait to get started.”
My father cleared his throat. “What about your job in L.A.?”
How could I have forgotten about that piece of the puzzle?
Panic had to have shown on my face as Asia’s eyes went wide and then she smiled. “Oh, he can still take care of things in L.A. he has a wonderful assistant he’s been training to take over for him when he’s here. Isn’t that right, honey?”
“Yeah, Seth Rogers is the man who’s watching over things while I take the next three months off. I’ll go to Los Angeles Monday through Thursday and spend the other three nights at home with Asia. I’ve figured it all out.”
“Okay, sounds like you’ve thought things through then.” Dad looked relieved. “One day I’ll want you back here anyway. You’ll take over the CEO position, and you’ll have to be here. Maybe this Rogers guy will be suitable to take over your place in L.A. altogether.”
“I can groom him for it.”
Mom got up and gestured for us to follow her. “Dinner is being served in the formal dining room. Hilda should have the appetizer on the table already. Come on.”
Taking Asia’s hand, I helped her up, and we followed a bit behind my parents. “You’re better at lying than you said you were.” I whispered in her ear.
“It’s important for me to help you, Jett. I guess I see it as my job.”
The idea that she was looking at this as a job didn’t sit right with me. I wanted her to like it. “Are you having a nice time?”
She nodded. “I am.”
“I can’t wait to see the house with you. I bought it without ever going to see it. I’ve only seen pictures online. It’s completely furnished, and I had a stylist fill the closet and dresser with clothes and shoes for you.”
Asia lit up like a Christmas tree. “Oh my God! Really!”
My parents stopped and turned to look at us. Mom’s left brow was cocked. “What’s so exciting?”
“I just gave Asia another surprise. She hasn’t seen the house yet. I told her I had a stylist fill the closet for her.” I wrapped my arm around Asia. “She’s got a whole new wardrobe.”
“That’s sweet of you, Jett.” Mom turned around and kept walking. “You’re just so different.”
Asia leaned into me and put her hand on my chest. “That’s nice to hear. I like that.”
“What, that I’m different?”
“Yes. It means I bring something out in you no one has ever seen.”
And she was right about that. Asia did bring things out of me no one ever had before. Though, I was on a high from it, I knew there’d come a time when I’d hate it. I’d want to be the old me. The hard as nails man who no one could hurt. I hadn’t avoided love, but I certainly hadn’t sought it out. I purchased subs to fill the void I’d feel at times. Other than that, I didn’t like to date anyone for very long. Asia would be the one woman I’d spend more time with than I had with anyone else. She and I were getting along better than I’d anticipated. But it would have to come to an end, like all things.
We sat at the table, Asia beside me. I held her hand on top of the table and saw my mother looking at our hands. “You said something about getting started on a family soon. I hope you two think long and hard about that. You’ve rushed into this marriage. There’s no reason to rush into having kids. They really change your life. Why not take a year to get to know one another before you start trying to add kids in the mix?”
“Maybe Mom’s right, Asia.” I said, quite happy mom said this.
“Anything you want, I want, Jett. You know that. I love you.” The words came out of her mouth so naturally, it was like she really meant them.
“I love you too. We’ll talk about it more later.” I turned my attention to Mom. “Thanks for the advice. We’re just so in love; we might not be thinking straight right now.”
“I can see that,” Mom said as she looked from me to Asia. “You both are glowing.” Were we? I had no idea. Was I actually falling in love? I couldn’t let that happen. I wasn’t out to hurt Asia. I also wasn’t out to fall in love with her, either.
I crossed my fingers that something would appear soon that I couldn’t stand about her. It happened all the time with other women. One snored, one had ugly feet, one had an annoying laugh. I’m sure something Asia did would bother me, eventually. Love wasn’t in the cards for me. I didn’t want it. Love made you weak. It made you vulnerable. I wanted no part of it.
“The family vacation is in a couple of weeks. Did you tell Asia about it, Jett?” Mom asked as Daisy brought in a tray of smoked meats and cheeses along with a bottle of red wine.
“I did, Mom. Hello, Daisy, is there any coconut rum and a lemon lime cola in the house?” I asked her as I remembered that Asia wasn’t fond of wine.
“Yes, sir. Should I mix you up a drink?”
“Mix one for my wife, Asia.”
Daisy’s hand went to her heart as she gasped. “Your wife, sir?”
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“Asia, this is Daisy, the kitchen maid. Daisy, this is my wife.”
Daisy came and shook Asia’s hand. “Oh my goodness, you’re so lovely. How lucky for Mr. Jett to find a woman like you.”
“Thank you.” A blush covered Asia’s cheeks. “I think I’m the lucky one.”
“I’ll get you that drink, ma’am. It’s nice to meet you.” Daisy ran off to make the drink, leaving Asia looking at me with a curious expression.
“She seemed quite surprised. You’re only twenty-eight, not quite a spinster.” Asia laughed.
“See, Mom. I’m not so old.”
“His lifestyle is what had everyone worried about him never marrying.” Mom picked up some meat and cheese. “He’s never even had a steady girlfriend. That’s why you’ll see a lot of the family be in shock by this marriage. No one saw it coming. Not with how Jett is.”
“Was,” I corrected her. “I was that way. Asia changed that.”
“Let’s hope so.” Mom took a drink.
Dad shook his head. “Let’s not jinx them, darling. People can change.”
I was beginning to wonder if he was right. Could I change? Could I become a man who only wanted one woman and wanted her around almost all the time? I didn’t think I could be that man. Yet, I had tied myself down to one woman for a matter of three months, just to avoid being setup by my friends and family. Why would I do such a thing?
It was out of character for me. I was that guy who’d tell everyone to fuck off and leave me the hell alone. Instead of doing that, I intentionally set myself up with a woman I’d have to be with for the longest time I’d been with anyone. Had I subconsciously created a situation, I intentionally avoided at all costs, to prove something to myself? Was Asia in the right place at the right time? Or was it bigger than that? Things were falling into place a little too well. Was serendipity stepping in to take over my life?
Part Two
Asia
The day had been long, I rested my head-on Jett’s shoulder as his parents’ driver took us to Harrison, to our new house. We passed one mansion after the next until we turned into the gated entrance. “This is it, Asia. This will be all yours after this is over.” He kissed the side of my head, sweetly.
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