Before the Sway

Her phone buzzed. She excused herself and began typing very furiously. The other buzzing stopped. Soon she put the phone away and apologized for being very rude to him. The way her hand touched him lightly told a different story. She was thankful, yes, but the slight quivering heated touch sent shivers down his back. The woman was in the middle of several mini orgasms while she was doing her finest best to hold perfectly still.

Their eyes locked. He could see panic floating in the recesses of her soul. She knew that he knew. The gray of her eyes was seeking answers and praying for acceptance.

Matt smiled slightly.

“Was that your man?”

She nodded.

“Good girl then”

She blushed furiously and tried to laugh. He smiled and let slip a small laugh. The rude woman who was starting to pay attention accepted the laugh and returned to her reading.

“How can you tell” she timidly asked.

Matt wasn’t sure how to answer. He was just baffled that this sensual sensitive sexual scene was taking place in broad daylight. He paused. Thought about it. Then ran with it.

“How is not important. Why is more like it”

“My man insisted on testing out his new toy on me”

“Ah… I see”

“Don’t judge me”

“I’m not. I’m privately applauding you”

“You are?” her flushness was beyond crimson. Her eyes beaming of joy and curiosity with a surprising hint of respect and trust.

“Do you ride this train often” she asked quietly.

Her forthrightness caught Matt unprepared. He had read her as a quiet submissive type. This alpha rich question was very direct and sharply to the point.

“I’m happily married”

“Now that we took care of formalities, should I assume you’d rather I not push and pry”

Matt wanted to nod but his heart was sensing something different about this topping from the bottom assertiveness he was hearing. What if she wanted to know which car to sit in for protection? Not to ignore logics that stated she was not asking that very question.

“What’s your end game?” Matt now asked with is full royal armor on.

The warmth of her smile and the demure head tilt was not flirtatious to him. His eyes had been sufficiently trained. This was an opening up of her soul in a very subtle way. A test. A deeply stacked unspoken question.

“I’m sorry for being so rude and disrespectful. I will take my leave from you as I’m two stops away”

“Stop” he nearly barked.

She paused and held still.

Her eyes was searching his very deeply and intently. Matt was not letting any information slip by. She was on her very edge. This was ground breaking and a bit fast. Never was he worried about the implications, but his mind was curious.

“I can provide a degree of protection, but that depends on you”