Page 59 of Honey Undone
“Cocky,” I scoffed, tugging on my hands a little against the scraps of fabric, “can you let me free now?”
He laughed, smoothing a messy strand of hair away from my face. “No,” he said, kissing my nose, deliberately tormenting me. “You told me not to stop until I proved my point,” he dragged a finger lazily down my torso.
“You can prove your pointwhileI touch you,” I pouted, “You’re just being cruel now.” I had never whined so much in front of a man in my entire fucking life.
Jensen smiled at me, clearly enjoying my frustration. “And you’re being a brat,” he leaned down to nip at my earlobe, “but I have to admit seeing you all tied up and wanting is a sight I could get used to.”
“That’s a lot of destroyed jerseys, baby,” I whispered, feeling his body tremble against mine. The way that word affected him was the only thing holding me together in the moment.
A mischievous scoff fell from him, “We’ll just have to keep buying more than, won’t we?” His fingers trailed back up my body, stopping to circle my sensitive nipple with his thumb. “They’ll be a reminder of how pretty you look when you’re begging to touch me.”
I scrunched up my nose at him, trying to stifle the moan building in my throat as my hips rolled to meet his. He leaned down, capturing one of my peaks in his mouth, sucking and teasing with his teeth and tongue until I was nothing but a writhing mess beneath him.
Fuck.“I think you like that idea, being tied up at my mercy…” he said, his voice muffled against my skin.
“I hate it,” I argued, but in reality it was reigniting the heat between my legs.
“Liar,” he smirked. “You love it, needy and waiting for me to touch you.”
“Then touch me, Jensen,” I snapped, “quit running that mouth.”
His smile gave away just how much he loved my attitude. He enjoyed pushing buttons and it showed. “Maybe I should just ignore you,” he said, his fingers tickling my overly sensitive inner thigh. I’d kill him if he did and he knew it. It was all over his face.
“Can you?” I teased, even indisposed and bound, I could remind him just how we got in this position. My eyes flickered downward between his legs, I could feel how hard he was beneath his boxers.
Jensen let out a low hum, his fingers tickling the skin close to my core. He wasn’t ready to give up control just yet. He spread my legs with his knees, giving himself better access. “Can I, what? Leave you all wet and wanting” He purposefully avoided touching me, his fingers ghosting over my skin.
“You’re only tormenting yourself,” I bit out, trying to constrain the slight tremble. “You could leave me here, sure…” I teased, “but eventually your roommate will come back.” My eyes cast over to the closet, where another Hornets jersey hung.
Todd.
Even the idea of it caused him to tense. Jensen paused momentarily, following my gaze. A flash of panic crossed his handsome features before he caught himself. He leaned down, and growled softly from the base of his throat, “Low blow, Belle. Very low.”
He shifted back off the bed and shoved his boxers away. I had it in my right mind to let the whiny whistle of adoration leave my lips at the sight of him. His heavily tattooed body built of hard ridges and thick muscle, all bathed in the moonlight shining through the window.
I couldn’t find the words to tease him because in that moment the only thoughts stringing together in my mind were,large, thick and is that going to fit…
And then,Kaia is going to have a field day with this story.
“You’re drooling,” he chuckled.
“Shut up and fuck me already,” I snapped but the command was laced with soft laughter.
He stood there for a moment, his chest heaving. Clearly torn between continuing to tease me and his need to assert dominance in the situation. A feral grin spread across his face at my blunt demand. He quickly grabbed a condom from the nightstand and rolled it on, his eyes never leaving mine.
“Say please,” he teased, coaxing himself with his hand.
“Please baby,” I said, giving him all I could as I arched my back against the ties and spread my legs wider. He wasted no more time, positioning himself between my spread thighs, gripping my hips tightly as he thrust inside me in one smooth motion.
“Fuck, that ‘baby’ shit will get me every time,” he pushed in deeper, filling me fuller than I’d ever been in my entire life. My body trembled at the intrusion, adjusting to his size as he pumped out slowly once.
“Breathe,” he whispered and he meant well, but fuck, the tone of his voice and the look in his eyes made me come undone around his cock. His strong hands squeezed my thighs in reassurance as he slowly pushed in again, hittingevery sensitive wall and leaving nothing untouched. I was struggling to breathe through the small ache of how much my body needed to stretch to accommodate him. “You can take it,” he praised, pulling out again.
When he rolled back, his shaft brushed the raw inside of my g-spot and dragged a vicious moan from me that blanketed the dull sting and left room for the pleasure to flood in. Jensen let out a satisfied groan as I clenched around him.
“There it is,” he moaned with me, his hips moving in a deliberate rhythm. He was hitting the right spots and making it his mission to continue to do so.
“If this is you… proving a point,” I gasped as he rolled against me again. “It’s only going to make me more of a brat.” I curled against the restraints, my ass lifting off the mattress into his hips as he surged forward.
