CHAPTER 4
SPOOK
Fucking Maverick. He knew what he was doing, pushing me like that. Dirty bastard. Just wait until his woman arrives. I hope she gives him a run for his money. I’ll help her any way I can.
It’s as I’m walking up the steps to my porch that I realize I’m still running a hand over Honor’s luscious ass.
Fuck it. I’m so far gone for this woman, it’s not funny. My head is full of all the dirty things I want to do to her sweet body. But before that, we need a conversation.
Opening the door to my home, I carry Honor over the threshold, and only then, do I allow her to slide down my body.
I do it one achingly slow inch at a time until her toes touch the floor. Attempting to ignoring the way her skirt catches on my jeans, and the length of the smooth silky thigh that’s exposed.
“Christ, you’re beautiful,” I murmur, my hands cupping her neck, my thumbs tilting her face up to mine.
Crystal-blue eyes widen, pupils darkening, and lips that had started to curl into a smile, instead part as she lets out a gasp.
I’ve been patient. I took the teasing, the hounding... now I’m done.
Lowering my head, I take her mouth. My lips close over hers as my tongue sweeps into her mouth, swallowing the whimper that escapes.
Need rolls through me, as I curl one hand around the nape of her neck. The other slides down her back to just above the curve of her ass, pressing her to me so she’s in no doubt how she affects me.
Her fingers tighten on my shoulders, before she slides her hands over them and into my hair, fingers curling tight. Tugging. The small hint of pain breaks through our sensual haze, and I slowly, gently lift my lips from hers, pressing a kiss to the corner of her puffy, pink lips.
I kiss along her cheek to her ear. “I’m still going to give you a week, baby.” I whisper and nip her earlobe. She hisses at the small bite of pain.
“A week to get to know Axle and Angel. A week to know my boys, know me,” I inform her. “You won’t be in my bed, but you will be in my house.”
I lift my head to see if she’s understanding everything I’m laying out. I’m not sure what I expected to see in her eyes, but what I got was heated, blue eyes filled with desire and questions. Questions she doesn’t hesitate to ask.
“Why a week?”
I don’t lie to her when I explain, “Because that’s what I promised myself I’d give you.”
“Oh,” she whispers, eyes wide, cheeks flushed. Fuck me. It was going to be a long week. I wanted to taste every inch of her. I bet her pussy is as sweet as her mouth.
I like sex and before the boys I’d had it regularly. I didn’t have a type. I liked women of all shapes and all sizes, but Honor… there was something about her. And had been from the moment I’d laid my eyes on her.
“You didn’t heed my silent warnings,” I tell her.
She lifts her eyebrows. “I’m not a mind reader you know,” she sasses me.
I narrow my gaze. That sass.
“Careful baby. Sass like that will get you a spanking.” Honor flushes, bites her lip and shivers. “Jesus, baby. You like that idea?”
“Maybe,” she smirks, lowering her lashes. “But you’re making me wait a week. So I guess we’ll both have to wait to find out.”
I bark out a laugh. “Cheeky,” I mutter. “It’s one of the reasons I’m giving you a week. So you can get comfortable, and we can get to know each other. I’m giving you time, baby. You need to listen, and understand the type of man I am.”
When she stays silent, I grip the nape of her neck and tilt her face up to mine.
“You listening, Honor?”
She gives me a small nod, blue eyes wide and focused on me.
“I’m possessive, baby. I’ll want to know where you are, who you’re with, what you’re doing. I know too well the dangers of this world. I’ll be so far up your ass, you’ll barely have time to breathe. I’m giving you this one chance. A week to make sure this is what you want.”
I hesitate, but nothing reflected on her face shows even a hint of worry about all I’ve laid out, so I push my warning one more time.
“Because know this, baby, once I make you mine, there’s no going back. You understand?”
“Yes,” Honor nods.
She has questions I can read her clear as day. She doesn’t hide anything.
“Ask me,” I growl.
She smiles up at me, not in the least bit put out by my growl.
“The boys... their mother. Is she going to have a problem with me being in their lives? I don’t want to cause trouble.”
Fuck me, she’s too sweet.
“No, baby, she won’t be a problem,” I reassure her.
Lowering my head, I kiss her again, soft and sweet, before I give her an answer. “She gave up custody. The boys are mine. Her career is the most important thing in her life. I’m just happy she gave me the boys and didn’t get rid of them or put them up for adoption.”
Her eyes narrow and her lips tighten. I already know the type of woman she is. She wouldn’t have abandoned her babies. Not for anything in the world, not if she had a choice.
“Okay,” she agrees. “But I’m going to be your temporary nanny this week and spend time with the boys. I’ll give you your week, but I won’t make it easy for you to keep your hands off me.”
I throw my head back and laugh. My gaze catches amused, blue eyes, gone soft as she watches me.
Resting my forehead against hers, I let out a quiet chuckle. “I’m betting on it, baby. I’m going to enjoy you changing my mind.”
My thumb brushes her cheek. “And yes, you can be my temporary nanny until you’re mine officially.”
“Good.” She grins. “Now kiss me, then we can get my van and the boys, so I can settle in.”
What’s a man to do? I kiss her as ordered.
I’m so fucked, and Maverick knew it.
Fuckweed that he is.