Jase, Fields, J. [story reading TXT] 📗

hit the book club, and then take you back to my hotel,” he smiled as he looked me up and down.

I swallowed hard, “What will we do there?”

“First I am going to run a bath, the hotel has an amazing bathtub,” He looked at my lips while he talked making them turn up a bit, “Then I am going to take my time unwrapping you from top to bottom,” so my teeth decided to bite my bottom lip, just like in those damn books. He let out a slow breath as he watched me and I swear, I heard a very low moan escape his mouth.

“What’s next?” came out as a rich whisper.

“Aw baby, showing you will be much more fun. Besides… I don’t want to spoil the surprise,” his laugh was thick which by the way did not cause me to swoon. Did not hit my ears at all: the effect went straight to my who-who and I swear my knees clenched together and he noticed. His jaw clenched and out came that sound again.

“Jase, don’t do that again,” my voice squeaked and his eyes widened.

“Screw that, I am going to do that all night long,” Jase wrapped his arm around my waist and pulled me very close to him, holding me tightly as we walked towards the parking lot.

“Carly?”

I looked up in time to see my lab partner Brad looking shocked.

“Oh hey Brad,” I smiled and Jase tensed up and looked at him, cold and expressionless. “This is Jase, Jase this is Brad, my bio lab partner.”

Brad stuck his hand out, “You go to school here, Jase?”

“No,” Jase didn’t shake his hand, I elbowed him in the side, “Sorry… Brad was it?”

“Yes, Carly and I have several classes together. Weird-- she’s never mentioned you.”

“Not weird, why should she? Her private life is private. Come to think of it I have never heard her mention you either.”

Brad laughed, “If she were my girlfriend I think I would want to know who she spends half of her day with.”

“Well she isn’t your girlfriend,” Jase glared at him, “So it’s none or your fu…”

“Okay Jase, don’t we have plans?” time to step in right? Maybe I should have before but it was kind of cool… a little possessive and a lot a hot.

“Yeah, we do,” Jase kissed me hard on the lips and I pulled away and laughed, “Bye-bye Brad.”

We walked away and I looked up at him. His held me tightly walking through the crowd with his head held high. When we got to the parking lot I stopped.

“Where are you at hot stuff?”

Jase looked at me and smiled shyly and pulled down his shades, “A different world baby.”

“Not too different,” I laughed and threw him the keys, “You drive?” Jase shook his head yes and opened the door for me, “Mr. Romance.”

He winked, kissed my cheek, shut the door, and walked to the other side of the car. He sat down and his knees hit the dash. I couldn’t help but laugh. He reached to the side and tried to find the seat controls. I bent over and reached down in front of the seat to help the poor guy out, “Okay move forward a little then slide back,” I looked up at him.

“Christ Carly,” Jase pulled my hair away from my face and looked down at me. His beautiful brown eyes were glazed. I looked at him curiously and then his eyes rolled back . Oh, oh, oh, oh. Well hello there buddy.

“Slide forward slowly Jase, and then push back as far as you can go,” I licked my lips on purpose and his hand fisted my hair tighter and groaned, “Come on Jase, you can do it.”

I was seriously enjoying driving him crazy and he knew I was. The noises that came out of him, the way the muscles tightened in his squared jaw, and the way his eyes burned made me feel like I had a little bit of power. Well… a lot of power.

He let go of my hair and moved the seat forward which nailed my head on the steering wheel. My hand slipped off the lever and my sleeve was stuck on something

“Baby, you have about two point two seconds to stop fucking around before you lose an eye,” Jase growled.

My head was wedged between the steering wheel and my face was snug up against the crotch of his jeans. I honestly could not move my head or my arm. I started laughing.

“It’s not funny. Shit is getting really tight down there. Buttons are going to fly,” Jase laughed uncomfortable.

“My head is stuck, Jase. My sleeve is stuck-- and I can’t get it loose,” I pulled as hard as I could and the damn thing was not budging.

There was a loud tap on the window and Jase whispered, “There’s a woman who looks pissed off and a lot like you out here, Carly.”

“Open the door,” I laughed harder, my voice muzzled by denim.

“Not the way I wanted to meet your mother Carly,” Jase opening the door, “Hello, you must be Jane?”

“Hello Jase. Carly, what the hell are you doing?” Mom was trying to keep her cool and I laughed out loud.

“Hey Mom, could you reach down here and pull the lever or figure out what my sleeve is stuck on so I can?”

Mom reached in and pulled the lever the seat flew back and I laughed. What else could I do? She freed my sleeve from the emergency brake release and I sat up and smiled.

“Mom this is Jase,” I looked down quickly at the huge bulge between his legs and quickly grabbed my book bag and flopped it on his lap to cover him. He winced and I looked away from my mom quickly.

“Hello Jase,” Mom looked at him briefly and then turned away.

“I truly apologize for this… this, very uncomfortable meeting...” he looked away, “I’m going to take your daughter to an early dinner and then we will be stopping in