Book 2: What Happens Here - Chicago (What Happens Here Series)

Chapter 5 - Ethan

After making his comment about their future grandchildren, and seeing the stunned look on Jasmine's face, he smiled and lifted her hand to his lips so that he could kiss her knuckles. He loved making her speechless, but he wasn't sure why Jasmine was surprised. He planned on having a life with her...and if he had his way, there would be both children and hopefully grandchildren in their future.

After laying his head back on the seat, he felt the effects of the alcohol hitting him in small waves. He felt his body begin to relax, and he felt himself drifting. Before he could completely doze off, he heard Jasmine speaking to someone. The voice was a female that he recognized as Stephanie, the young flight attendant that had tried to engage him in conversation when he'd initially boarded the flight, and after listening for a few moments, he realized he had been correct. A few beats later, Ethan had felt someone standing just a bit too close to him, and based on the agitation in Jasmine's voice, it was apparently the young flight attendant. Ethan wasn't sure what was happening, so he decided to lay still and listen.

He heard Jasmine as she politely put the young woman in her place when she'd said, "We had a pretty... active night last night, and he hasn't fully recovered from it yet." Ethan had to suppress a chuckle at that, and he fought to hide the smile that was threatening to pull at his lips as he continued to listen to their exchange. Jasmine had a feisty nature about her and for some reason, that not only impressed him, but excited him as well.

When Ethan heard Jasmine insinuate that they'd had an intense sexual encounter the night before that he hadn't totally recovered from, he couldn't help but smile to himself, because that had most definitely been the case. Hell, the sexy as fuck Miss Jasmine Ellis had rocked his world each and every night that they'd spent together. Even now, he could still feel the partially healed nail marks that she'd left on his back and shoulders. What Ethan found so damn intriguing about her was that on the outside, she looked so innocent, but behind closed doors, she became a sex goddess that made his toes curl and had him yelling out her name.

Jasmine was the total package, and he'd come to discover that she had so many different facets to her, which Ethan was finding to be a huge turn on for him. She was intelligent, beautiful, generous and one of the most exciting and intoxicating women that he'd ever met, and the more time he spent with her, the more he found that he loved about her. She was a breath of fresh air, and he needed that in his life, and to be completely honest...he needed Jasmine in his life.

There was a brief silence, and from what Ethan could tell, the exchange must have ended. He felt his body returning to the relaxing state that he had initially began, but all of that ended when he felt a familiar hand stroking him through his pants. He couldn't help the low moan that escaped his lips, or the way that his hips involuntarily arched up to meet her roaming hand. This woman was amazing, and if she kept touching him like she was, he was going to have to take her in the closest bathroom to finish what she was clearly trying to start. Ethan had to admit that he loved having Jasmine's hands on him, because it seemed that she knew just how to touch him, and where.

Keeping his eyes closed, his body jerked when she gently squeezed his hardening shaft. Still keeping his eyes closed, he smiled and said, "Miss Ayommi...what do you think you're doing?" When he felt her lean towards him before she quietly said, "I'm trying to join the mile-high club.... you wanna join?", his eyes immediately shot open as he stared at her in utter shock and amazement. He turned to her with a huge smile on his face, as he asked, "Are you serious?" When she coyly sucked her bottom lip into her mouth, he couldn't help but want to suck it into his own. He smiled as he said, "You're a bad girl Miss Ayommi."

Ethan watched as Jasmine leaned towards him before she glanced around to ensure no one could overhear their conversation. In a hushed voice she said, "Yeah...but you love it." Damn right he did, and as if reading his mind, her sexy lips parted, as a teasing smile tugged at the corners, and being unable to prevent his eyes from watching the motion, or the bulge from growing painfully in the confines of his jeans, Ethan smiled as he said, "Fuck yeah, I do. So...where do we sign up?" Ethan's smile widened when a matching smile crossed her face, showing him the solitary dimple in her left cheek that he loved. Jasmine leaned against his side as she softly whispered, "I heard they are taking applications in the restroom at the rear of the plane. I'll go and check. Give me a few minutes, and then you can come and sign up too." When she seductively bit her bottom lip, Ethan groaned when he felt himself twitch as if in agreement, which caused the little minx to smirk. Jasmine clearly knew the affect that she had on him, and he simply chuckled as he shook his head.

He reached down, and placed his hand over hers, as he helped her to apply more pressure as she began to stroke him. Brown eyes met and locked with his as she smiled and said, "I need to check on registration for the club, hold that thought and give me 2 minutes, then you can come and sign up. Okay?"

Jasmine glanced down at their joint hands, before she gave him a seductive smile, and gently squeezed him once more before removing her hand. Desire was evident in her brown eyes, and when she stood to head to the rear of the plane, Ethan turned to watch her as she moved down the aisle. He shook his head as her tight, round ass jiggled as she walked away. The material of her jumpsuit clung to her body like a second skin, and he found himself struggling to swallow the groan that rose up in his throat. As he turned back to face the front, he had to grip and squeeze himself to stem down the ache that he suddenly felt. As was becoming the norm anytime Jasmine was around, Ethan became rock hard, and he closed his eyes as he tried to get himself under control. Fuck...he needed to be inside of her...and soon.

As he tried to suppress his excitement, Ethan couldn't help but to recall all of the stories that Shane had shared of his experiences with the "mile-high" club. Ethan shook his head, because he had never experienced it himself, and come to think of it...he never really had the desire to before...until now. He wanted to experience everything life had to offer with Jasmine. As he anxiously awaited the few minutes that she'd asked for, he couldn't help but hope that he was the first and only man that Jasmine would ever experience this with, because if he had his way, he would most definitely be the last.

Ethan sat in his seat for what felt like hours as he tried to give Jasmine time to get prepared. Besides not making it obvious that two people were in the small, and cramped bathroom at the same time, he had no idea why she needed time to prepare. Granted, he didn't want to call attention to the fact that they were meeting in the bathroom for sex, so he tried to be patient. He wasn't sure if it had been 2 minutes yet, but he couldn't wait any longer. Ethan glanced around the area, and when he noticed that no one was watching, he stood, and casually headed to the rear of the plane.

As he walked through the first-class section and entered the coach area, he noticed that there were quite a few people that were either sleeping or were lost in their own conversations or electronics. He wanted to make sure that no one noticed him going into the same bathroom that Jasmine had only moments before, and as he approached the door to the restroom, he knocked once, and then smiled when he heard her say, "Yes? Can I help you?"

Quietly chuckling, Ethan said, "I've come to register for membership, and I heard this was the place to sign up." He heard her soft giggle through the door, as she slowly opened it, allowing him to come inside. Heart racing in his chest, Ethan quickly entered and pushed the door closed behind him

The bathroom was small, and very cramped, and with his added presence, it was even smaller. Ethan didn't have time to agonize over their tight quarters, because as soon as he'd shut the door behind him, Jasmine grabbed the front of his shirt, and pulled him roughly against her before she began passionately kissing him. Ethan had been stunned for only a second by Jasmine's aggressive behavior, because he had seen that same untamed side of her each time they'd made love. Once she'd realized that she was safe to express her sexual wants and desires with him, she had become a totally different woman in bed. It was as if she had been set free, and he was extremely honored and grateful that he was the man that she felt safe enough to explore her wild and kinky sides with. Ethan loved how Jasmine had taken charge, and had gone after what she'd wanted sexually, and each time she'd done so, she literally took his breath away. Now, as Jasmine passionately kissed him, all Ethan could do was brace himself against the door as she reached down to lift his shirt, exposing his chest and abs before she broke their kiss so that she could lick a circle around his nipple, which caused a shutter to roll through him.

When Jasmine tilted her head up and stared at him with hunger and desire in her eyes, Ethan couldn't help but take her lips in another deep kiss. He groaned against her mouth, never breaking their kiss as Jasmine unhooked, and unbuttoned his jeans. Ethan had a hard time concentrating as he reached around Jasmine's back, and quickly unzipped her jumpsuit.