Page 109 of Honey Undone
“A very cute one too,” I leaned back on the mat as he massaged my legs.
“It took forever to find you down here.” His hands slowly crept higher, squeezing my thigh as he went. He looked over at the stereo on the shelf, still pumping out music. “You can’t even hear the music from the hall.”
“Ryan said it was soundproof.” I shrugged with a tiny smile.
His hands paused for a moment, his eyes narrowing before he leaned in a bit closer. His voice was low and teasing, “first name basis with Coach now?” The grin returned when his fingers found a knot in my muscles I’d been trying to work out all week.
“What else did you andRyantalk about?” Jensen asked.
“He made me pancakes!” It was a tiny, funny lie that made him even more worked up as I wiggled under his tight grasp, and despite the sharp pain I was grateful when the muscle started to smooth beneath my skin.
“Wow, who knew it was Coach I needed to watch,” Jensen said, pushing harder.
“He was all sweaty from working out to—” The words died on my lips. “Mercy, mercy!” I yelled through gritted teeth, groaning as my back lifted and arched off the mat.
“No mercy, this is payback.” Jensen watched on, knowing he had me right where he wanted me. His fingers continued to work the spot until he knew it was completely gone. “You can take it, Adeline. Almost there.” He closed the gap between us, his lips brushing my ear.
I pushed my hand into his hair, holding onto him as he got the last remnants of the knot out. His fingers worked harder and better than anything, in more ways than.
“That’s my girl,” he praised when his finger finally let up. He watched me relax against the mat, catching my hand as it slipped from his hair and locking his finger into mine. He smirked softly, his eyes lowering to take me in spread out beneath him.
“Wow,” I huffed with a bright smile, “who knew he wasn’t just a fuck boy. No, Malachi Jensen, talks a girl througheverything.” I teased.
He threw his head back and laughed, a deep rumble that echoed through the room before he moved over me and pressed a playful kiss to my lips. “Shut up,” he whispered, “I save all my best pep talks for you.”
SARAH
“You spoil me,” I whispered as he pulled away.
“Someone’s gotta take care of you.” His other hand slid up my leg slowly, his touch light as a feather.
“I was doing a decent job before you came along,” I said but there was no fight in my voice as his lips found my jaw and throat.
Jensen chuckled against my skin, his hand inching higher up my leg. “I bet you were just fine all alone down here too,” His voice took on a teasing tone, “no need for me at all.”
“You could be useful,” I hummed, arching my back against the mat.
His touch grew a little more possessive as he nipped at my jaw, his fingers spreading over my inner thigh. He pulled back slightly, his eyes roaming over my face, “Useful how?”
“I only finished half my cardio,” I wet my bottom lip, my whole body on fire from his touch.Come on Jensen, take the bait.
His dark eyes followed the movement, his breath hitching. Leaning in closer, his voice dropping to a low murmur as his fingers finally reached their target, sliding beneath my loose shorts, “Can’t have that.”
I shook my head at him slowly with a tiny lazy smirk on my face, his touch sending shivers down my spine. I gasped, my hips lifting from the mat as his fingers found the wetness between my legs.
Jensen’s smirk turned into a satisfied grin as he felt how ready I was for him. His lips brushed against mine as he slipped a finger inside me. “See, useful,” he murmured against my lips, his thumb finding my clit and rubbing slow circles around it.
“Very,” I gasped as he hit the perfect spot, he knew my body almost as well as he knew his own. His touch was unhurried as he added another finger, his thumb tracing faster circles. His lips searched hungrily over my sweaty skin, nipping and kissing whatever he could find as my heart started racing faster in my chest.
With his free hand, he pushed up the hem of my sports bra, his teeth finding a nipple biting down hard before his tongue swiped over it to soothe the sting. His kisses trailed down between my breast, my stomach and back up as he hooked his fingers inside me and hit that sweet spot perfectly.
He was being deliberately loud and messy. And I loved it. His fingers moved in and out of me at a brutal pace, his mouth working every inch of hot, sweaty skin. “Fuck, Adeline. You’re so wet,” he groaned.
“You have that effect on a girl,” I teased in a breathless moan.
Jensen looked up at me, his eyes dark with desire. He slipped another finger inside me, stretching me perfectly.
“I know,” he whispered, before sharply pulling all of them out.
