Page 54 of Honey Undone (The Hornets Nest #5)
SARAH
“ Y ou 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.
I whined from the lack of contact, watching him bring the fingers to his lips, sucking them clean. I stared up at him, pushing my shorts away as he sat back on his knees. He watched as my legs fell open, his eyes darting down my body.
“I wonder how soundproof this room is?” I smirked.
His smirk returned, spreading my legs wider apart with his knees.
He undid his own sweats slowly, freeing himself with a dangerous look on his face.
A tiny rumble vibrated from the base of my throat as his hand clapped against my center softly.
If he wanted me to get loud, he was going to have to work for it.
He watched me, his jaw ticking at the silent response and tried again, harder that time watching my chest rise and fall softly. He was gauging my reaction, trying to figure out how hard he’d have to try when his lips parted.
“Earn it,” I purred.
His cock twitched at the challenge. He grabbed both my thighs and pushed my leg up as he pressed against my entrance.
Without warning, he slammed inside of me, bottoming out with a loud groan.
I folded beneath him, sliding up on the mat from the force as I bit down on my tongue to keep quiet.
Jensen watched my body closely, knowing the game I was playing.
He pulled out slowly before hammering back inside hard, making my entire body bounce.
He set a brutal place, fucking me deeply and harshly on the gym mat.
Sweat dripped down his abs as he held my leg up, spreading me wide.
Proud of himself when a tiny muffled moan escaped my lips.
I used my hands on the mat to keep from sliding, but with every snap I slipped a little higher.
He grinned to himself, the words coming out sloppy and short. “I love the way you feel wrapped around me.”
He kept up his pace, determined to break me as his hips moved perfectly, his abs contracting with every thrust. Without warning, his arms slipped around me, damp with sweat as he hauled me up against his chest and lifted us off the mat.
My nails dug into his back as he walked me over to the bench with him still completely inside of me.
Lowering carefully, he kept me on his lap.
The new angle made my entire body shiver with pleasure.
Jensen watched my face closely as I trembled on his lap, biting my lip to stay quiet.
His hands gripped my hips and lifted me up with such ease before dropping me down again on his dick.
His dark eyes dropped between us, watching his cock disappear inside of me with every rough bounce.
He ran one hand up my body, pushing me slightly backward so he could watching himself fucking me.
His other hand gripped my hip tightly, pulling me down harder each time I returned.
My muscles tensed around him as the fire inside of my belly burned brightly, threatening to wash over me sooner rather than later.
“Too quiet, Belle,” he whispered and something broke inside of me. “Scream for me? Please. ” The begging, low and husky… completely breathless and overworked, would be the end of me. “I need it. ” He was playing every card and it was working because my lips parted and a curse fell from my lips.
His eyes flashed with triumph as that noise fell from me, immediately giving me what I needed. He snapped his hips up, driving his cock so deep the bench shook.
“That’s it,” I praised, my moans growing louder just for him.
Jensen growled at the soft praise. His hand spanked hard across my ass, warranting a yelp that brought a smile to his face as he started fucking me harder. His hand palmed my breast roughly before moving to the back of my hair and yanking roughly to arch my back against him .
“Fucking Christ, Adeline.” His other arm wrapped around my waist holding me steady as my nails dug into his biceps and I slipped into complete euphoria. “What do you need?” He gasped breathlessly.
“Just you,” I yelled, the words echoing over the sound of the music over and over.
He gripped my hip tightly, and started pounding into me relentlessly, giving me every last thing he had. His movements became more erratic as his own release bubbled up. His fingers tightened in my hair as he brought our lips together in a desperate messy kiss.
That kiss broke every resolve and the dam exploded inside of me as the orgasm dominated my thoughts and sparked through my nervous system.
My core fluttered violently around him as I came apart and my face contorted with pleasure.
He growled roughly against my lips, the sound rumbling from deep in his chest as my nails broke the skin on his arm and his cock pulsed inside of me, tensing with release.
I pushed my hands through his hair and leaned back in arms with a pant, sweat coating every inch of our bodies.
He was still half hard inside of me as his arms wrapped around me possessively and he caught his breath.
“I love when you do that,” he whispered, his lips grazing my jaw and neck.
His tongue licked at a bead of sweat and if he didn’t stop we’d never leave this room and miss the wedding completely.
“What?” I asked, tugging gently on his hair to pull him away.
“When you get all dreamy and sweet during sex. Just you ,” he hummed, pressing a long kiss to my lips and making my heart sore. It wasn’t dreamy though, it was just the truth.
Fear was a funny thing when you were in love.
“You’re all I need,” I responded finally, knowing the weight the words held and still daring to say them. Jensen stared at me, his pupils still blown from lust and his cheeks still flushed from the extra cardio.
“I think I love you, Adeline,” Jensen said quietly, the words low and almost mistakable beneath the sound of the music.
“Mm.” My teeth dug into my bottom lip. “I think I love you too, Jensen.”