Page 19 of Honey Undone (The Hornets Nest #5)

Her eyes darkened at the touch but she didn’t move away.

“After? I’d kiss you senseless, explore every inch of you with my hands and my tongue.

Leave you so desperate you beg me for more.

” I whispered and watched her throat bob.

I could get off from the sight of her like that, flushed cheeks, parted lips, her eyes wide and hazy.

I was getting hard from the thought of what that pretty mouth could do given the chance, all of the control I thought I had was slipping.

“A woman never begs,” she said, rolling her eyes at me made her lashes flutter and when she looked back at me it was a heavy lidded lusty gaze that pushed all of the blood between my legs.

A low, husky laugh left my lips at her declaration, “Sure. Well, it’ll be fun proving you wrong and I’m not someone who backs away from a challenge.”

“Right, you’re not a quitter ,” she mocked me .

My hand crept up her thigh, the touch light and teasing as I said, “At the very least, I bet I could make you say please.”

“Is please considered begging?” She teased.

“Semantics,” I hummed as my fingers found the hem of her shirt, “I’m thinking more whimpering, clinging to me, demanding more…”

“Is that how you see this going?” Adeline smiled at me and caught my hand in hers. “You sure have some ego on you,” she whispered, her perfect lips falling open at the end making it excruciatingly hard not to kiss her.

“Can you blame me?” I grinned at her, not bothered by her jabs about my ego. It wasn’t going anywhere. “When the girl in my bed looks like an angel and talks back every chance she gets… it's hard not to feel a little cocky.” I wove my fingers into hers and squeezed gently.

“Always so smooth,” she whispered. “You haven’t even kissed me yet and you're leading with whimpering and clinging?” I could tell she was trying to keep control of the conversation but her resolve was slipping faster than mine.

“Adeline, if my words alone make your cheeks that red, god forbid I actually touch you the way I intend to. You’d probably explode,” I said, the smirk on my face growing as I watched her reaction.

I loved watching her blush, every text at the gym was just to see what color I could elicit from her that day.

“It’s alright, there won’t be any of that tonight, you have nine more Fast and Furious movies to watch before we even get to the make-out stage,” I teased and she laughed, squeezing my hand tighter as I turned my attention off her to the TV dramatically.

“You can’t be serious?” Out of the corner of my eye I could see her pouting.

“Sorry, I don’t make the rules,” I said, trying not to laugh as I shrugged off her frustrated growl.

But I underestimated the way she was playing the game and before I could stop her she was crawling out of the sheets and over my lap, pressing my back against the headboard as she straddled my hips with her perfect legs.

“Kiss me,” she demanded.

My eyes widened in surprise as I took her in and a smug, satisfied smirk spread across my face. The problem with us was that neither would back down from the challenge, and Adeline had just thrown down the gauntlet .

“Bossy,” I murmured, secretly loving the way her body reacted to being called it. “I thought you didn’t beg?” I asked, pushing the hem of her shirt up to expose her more and resting my hands lightly on her hips, I couldn’t help myself. I needed to touch her.

“I’m not begging, I’m demanding,” she argued, “there’s a difference.” There was a huge difference. Bossy Adeline had every nerve in my body screaming.

I threw my head back in laughter, extremely amused and turned on by her defiance. “There you go with semantics again,” I teased, my grip tightening. “Either way I see it, I win,” I said, drinking in every inch of her.

“How's that?” she asked.

“You’re sitting in my lap, issuing orders and it’s turning me on,” I hummed.

She stared at me for a long moment, no doubt trying to decide her next move. The longer she sat there the more relaxed she became and soon it would be hard to hide just how turned on I was.

“So submissive,” she whispered.

“I did warn you.” I lowered my voice and tilted my head up more.

“Are you going to kiss me or not?” She pushed on my chest with her hand, her bottom lip jutting out. I caught her hand in mine, bringing it to my lips to kiss her palm before intertwining her fingers.

“I’m considering it,” I laughed under my breath, she was determined. I’d give her that. I smiled up at her, her face so serious about it all and I knew that I wouldn’t be able to say no for much longer. Adeline was like a breath of fresh air.

“Consider faster,” she demanded.

“And what if I don’t?” I teased, my thumb doing a small circle on her thigh as it dropped down from her hip. “What if I deny that pretty little mouth?”

“Then you can sleep on the floor,” she lowered her voice and it only made me more inclined to give her what she wanted.

I knew she was serious, only because she had proved time and time again that she was of her word.

I wet my bottom lip and let go of her thigh and her hand to cup her face in my hands as I shifted straighter in the bed .

“Just one ,” I whispered, “Put this desperate man out of his misery,” I said to her, hands in her curly hair and eyes locked on her pouty bottom lip. Just one kiss.

Adeline nodded, waiting for me to make the move.

My lips hovered over hers, our breath mingling and then slowly, deliberately , I closed the distance.

We collided with a soft explosion of heat as our lips tangled together gently at first and then she melted against my chest. I did my best to keep it teasing and tender as my hand wrapped around the back of her neck.

She refused to be the first to pull away, her ability to hold her breath contingent on how long she could stretch her one kiss. When I pulled back the most adorable and equally sexy noise rumbled from the base of her throat in protest.

“Happy now?” I asked her, trying to hide just how dizzy the kiss had made me. I closed my eyes trying to rein in the desire that nipped at my fingertips. When I opened them again hers were staring back at me, warm with affection and something else, something deeper.

She was debating asking for another.

“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. "I want 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 little brat,” 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 movie still playing in the background as her feet twisted into the sheets to steady her trembling thighs.