Page 35 of Sweeter Than Honey
Christ, it was flipping and squirming inside him like it was drunk at a wedding reception.
Being this close to Cara, her body pressed against him. Fuck, the innocent look in her eyes was doing things to him. It was like being drunk. It felt magical and confusing as fuck.
Her lips were right there, plump and hot. Waiting for his. She parted them just enough to nearly drive him over the edge. She wanted him to kiss her. It was happening so slowly, yet so quickly. His hand slid to her lower back, holding her body against his. Her breasts pressed into his lower chest, her hips flush with the tops of his thighs.
His cock was rock hard. Did she feel it?
Cara shifted a little as if reading his mind, rubbing against his aching crotch and giving a firm press as if she knew exactly what she was doing.
Time stood still around them, their hearts beating in unison. Her heat blended with his until his body temperature rose uncomfortably. Fighting the urge to shed his clothes and strip her bare, too, Jett almost pulled away.
But her mouth, those incredible lips… he needed one taste. Just one.
The bear took over, ripping away Jett’s self-control and all his second guessing. And all his guilt.
Wrapping an arm around her waist, he pulled her up and took her lips with his. She gasped simultaneously with the electric shocks that prickled his spine. Her sweet flavor consumed him. Kissing her harder, deeper, Jett backed her up a step and pressed her against the door frame. Her arms wrapped around his neck, her fingers digging into the curls at the base of his neck. Soft, almost relieved, sighs worked from her throat. Jett deepened the kiss some more. He couldn’t get close enough to her, couldn’t wrap her up in himself quite enough to feel satisfied. More. The bear wanted more.
He wanted more.
She moaned, a longing, pleasure-filled sound as if he was giving her exactly what she’d been waiting for. His tongue swirled with hers and he wanted nothing more than to bury himself inside her and feel her come on his cock before he took his own pleasure. Pleasure he wanted to give her over and over. Christ, he wanted that more than anything. It had been so long, and this actually felt right. What a foreign sensation, wanting her this much. His guard was down, all the hard emotions were at bay letting the bliss of something new, something raw, flood him.
She’s with child.
The thought crept through the lusty haze in his brain. His bear growled in warning, forcing the thought out.
She’s not yours.
The bear growled again, more aggressively this time. Jett’s skin itched, the surface layer lighting with a slow burning sensation. The bear could easily get out of control if Jett didn’t focus on holding him back. Needy bastard. Allhewas thinking about was animalistic lust, but the human in Jett had other things to think about.
Like how fucking good Cara’s body felt beneath his hands. Her softness against his body. Her breasts, so full and round, pressed against him. Nipples hard enough to poke against his chest through their clothing.
He gave the bed a quick side-eye. It sat there, yawning and empty. Waiting.
More than ready for him to lay her down and explore her body.
Her nails lightly raked the back of his neck. “Jett,” she panted. “Jett, I—”
The bear went suddenly still and so did Jett. A sound had caught his attention. Tires crunching on gravel.
The sound was a little bit away, but the vehicle was headed up the driveway toward the house.
Jett struggled to regulate his breathing by taking three big breaths and then stepped back. “Someone is coming.”
He tried not to look at her, to avoid her kiss swollen lips and the glitter of lust in her eyes. But he couldn’t stop himself. His heart squeezed when he took in her beautiful face. Everything inside him screamed to stay, just like this, in this moment. But the sound outside could mean danger. As much as he wanted to see where this led, he needed to keep her safe more.
Concern crossed her expression. “Who is it?”
He listened again. “I’m not sure. Stay here.”
Moving to the bedroom window, he pulled back the shade. This vantage point gave him a perfect view of the driveway and the front of the house. A moment later, a SUV came up the slight hill and into the yard.
“It’s Allie.”
Cara ran a hand through her hair, smoothing it. “Her timing is awful."
Jett didn’t need to look to know his cock was bulging the front of his jeans. Cara rubbed a thumb over her lips as if she could get the kiss stain off, her eyes homing in on his crotch. Her mouth dropped open, and her gaze whipped to his.
“Oh, man,” she whispered disappointedly.
