Page 45 of Honey Undone
“Just one,” I murmured, shaking my head.
“Stingy,” she growled, searching my face for any point of weakness that she could prey on to get more.
It was killing me trying to be a gentleman, I wasn’t going to have sex with her. Not tonight, not when she was still slightly tipsy and couldn’t feel every single thing I wanted to do to her. But I couldn’t deny the sad, frustrated lines that formed between her eyebrows. I leaned back in, pressing a second, quicker kiss to her lips.
“Now it’s two,” I said proudly, pulling back before she could follow me and drag it out. I enjoyed watching a hundred sassy remarks flicker behind her hazel eyes as she pulled her bottom lip between her teeth.
My lips burned with her aftertaste and I was going to break all of my plans if she didn’t stop staring at me like that.
“You’re just being a tease,” she grumbled.
“Maybe,” I said, a low, breathy laugh leaving my chest, “But I’m a tease with a conscience. I’m not going to rush this, Adeline." I brushed my nose against her jaw just for some extra contact and felt her lean into it with a muffled moan. "Iwant to do it right and that doesn’t include a hotel, cheap movies and both of us smelling like chicken wings.” The words came out rougher than I expected, but I was serious and I couldn’t stress that enough to her. No matter how badly she wanted to push further, I would keep stopping her.
“How dare you call this movie cheap,” she teased, as she stared me down, a mischievous glint in her eyes. I swore that grin was begging for trouble and I nearly broke from the sight of it. Adeline knew exactly what she was doing to me and she loved every second of it. She leaned forward, still resting against my hips and pressed that grin to the underside of my jaw.
Fuck.
My hips twitched beneath her and it fueled her behavior like gas to fire as she worked down over my throat in small warm circles with her mouth.
My breath hitched as her lips made contact over and over, my hands finding her hips again to steady myself. I tilted my head to the side slightly, allowing her better access to the skin, my voice strained as my body reacted like a touch starved idiot to her lips. “Adeline,” I growled, it was a warning but it was weak and she didn’t even flinch at the sound.
“Jensen,” she hummed back, her teeth grazing over my collarbone as her hands splayed out over my ribcage on either side.
“Fuck, you aren’t playing fair,” I panted, as my head fell back against the headboard. My fingers dug into her hips as I tried to maintain my self control but her lips on my neck were making it increasingly difficult. I could feel all of my muscles tightening with arousal as the control in me began to crumble.
“One more kiss and I’ll stop,” she tried to bargain.
I swallowed hard, torn between my gentlemanly resolve and the infectious torment of her lips on my throat. I knew I couldn’t win, I was so far gone that she could have asked me for anything and I would have moved heaven and earth to make sure she got it. With a low growl, I surged forward and captured her lips in a searing kiss that demanded surrender.
“Greedy littlebrat,”I huffed against her mouth, completely undone by her touch and shamelessly breathless from a high school make out. I flipped her on the bed until she was trapped beneath me, the soft flickers of the moviestill playing in the background as her feet twisted into the sheets to steady her trembling thighs.
It drove me to the brink of madness knowing that they were mine, marked clearly now with words I chose for her. I had picked her left thigh on purpose, it was the closest to me when she sat in the passenger seat of my car. I wanted to make sure I could get my hands on it whenever the fuck I wanted. The desperation for her was sickening, I barely recognized myself anymore.
She dug her nails into my chest and I groaned against her lips at the tiny explosion of pain. The combination of the love bites she had left over my neck and the sting of her nails was almost too much to bear. I deepened the kiss, my tongue sweeping into her mouth claiming every inch. My hand pushed up her shirt, just needing to feel more skin as it splayed out across her stomach. Two fingers brushed the hem of her thin panties and I felt her hips lift from the bed. My head was too hazy, too incessant on taking everything too far.
“We need to slow down,” I begged her, I needed her to be the one to stop it because I had lost all control of my rational thought with her writhing beneath me on the bed.
“Okay,” she whispered as I pulled away, her chin tilting upward to follow my lips for just a little more. “Okay…”
A defeated laugh left me, the sound muffled against her mouth as I gave into the silent request. The kiss turned deeper instantly, my hand exploring upward to the underside of her impossibly soft breasts.Fuck, fuck, fuck.My thoughts were possessive for her, my touch gentle but the urgency I felt to claim every inch of her inside and out was building faster than I could stop it.
I broke the kiss again, resting my forehead against her as I tried to catch my breath, “one more?”
“One more?” Adeline giggled breathlessly.
“One more.” I repeated with finality, closed my eyes and savored the feeling of her fingers as they brushed into the hair at the base of my neck. It did the trick to slow my racing heart and when the room stopped spinning I opened my eyes again, my gaze on her, full of tender admiration. I couldn’t help but lean in for one last kiss, slower, softer… almost reverent in nature.
In that moment it was like Adeline had always meant to be there, kissing me. The world slowed down a little just to give us a moment in time that was all our own. I pulled back slightly, my eyes never leaving hers as I brushed a stray strand of hair away from her face, tucking it behind her ear. “You know,” I said quietly, still slightly out of breath, “I’ve imagined kissing you a hundred times, but none of them compared to the real thing.”
Adeline laughed quietly, “you’ve been having wet dreams about me?”
I shook a small bark of laughter from my lips, the sound deep and filled with a love for her ability to make every moment feel natural. “Yes,” I said, not embarrassed in the slightest that she had been consuming my every thought. “Every night, I’m surprised my sheets aren’t permanently damp.” I smiled at her and kissed her nose.
“You’re really giving away all your secrets here,” she said quietly.
“Hey, if a gorgeous woman asks, I’m not going to lie, and maybe…” I leaned in closer, lowering my voice, “I want you to know just how thoroughly you’ve gotten under my skin.”
The statement was serious and it made my chest warm with excitement as her lips parted. I could practically hear her asking for more when her phone buzzed under her pillow on the bed. I glanced up at it, trying to hide the flicker of disappointment that tossed my mind as the moment was interrupted.
