Chapter 6
I’ve pissed Harper off. She wasn’t even this mad when we kidnapped her.
I’m not sure if it was my interference in general that pissed her off or that I claimed to be her boyfriend.
I just reacted when that guy started flirting with her.
When she smiled at him, I just lost it. That burning feeling in the bottom of my stomach just erupted.
When I park in front of the house, I have to jump out of the car and race after her. By the time I catch up to her, she’s already made it inside and up a couple steps. I grab her wrist to stop her. “Wait. Harper, I’m sorry.”
Slowly, she turns to glare down at me. “For what?”
I blink. “I should have let you handle that on your own. I wasn’t trying to upset you.”
She tugs her wrist out of my grasp. “Yes, you should have. Now he thinks I’m a bitch for leading him on, and now he’s never going to ask me out again!”
I frown, not liking the thought of her going out with that guy. “I didn’t realize you liked him. I’m sorry.”
She frowns, confused at that. “I don’t like him.”
Okay, this girl is giving me whiplash at this point. “Then why are you mad he won’t ask you out again?”
She rolls her eyes. “I was planning to have sex with him and get a nice free dinner out of it for my trouble. Now that possibility has just flown out the window. Maybe if I tell him you were lying, it’ll be okay.”
A pang shoots through my chest. “I’ll buy you fucking dinner if that’s the problem. You’re not going out with that guy.”
Her brows raise, and a pink tint covers her cheeks. “Who do you think you are to tell me I can’t go out with him? It’s not about the damn dinner!”
Then, if it’s not about the dinner, what is the problem?
It takes me a moment to realize that it’s about the sex.
She’s mad that she can’t sleep with that douchey kid.
My fists clench at my side as I think about her wanting him like that.
Imagining her in his arms, naked with him over her and inside of her, makes me crazy.
I lose my shit. Before I even realize what I’m doing, I’ve got one hand buried in the hair at the back of her head, holding onto the strands tightly with my lips pressed against hers.
She startles at first, but then she’s kissing me back.
Right when she really gets into it, I bite her bottom lip and pull away.
She’s breathing heavily as I seethe. “Then you can fuck me. My brother put me in charge of all your needs, after all. Why shouldn’t I be the one to take care of this one too?”
I’m not sure if I was trying to justify it to her or myself, but either way, it works. Her eyes are hooded, and she grabs the hem of her shirt to lift it but pauses. “Wait, what about Ava? Don’t you need to go get her?”
I shake my head. “She’s at her mom’s house this week.”
Harper grins before she tugs the shirt off over her head. “Well, if you want me, you’ll have to catch me.”
Then she turns on her heel and dashes off in the opposite direction.
I’m too stunned for a moment to chase after her, but when I do, I find random pieces of clothing in her wake.
When I catch sight of her, she’s hopping on one leg, yanking off her socks.
When she sees me closing in, she squeaks and takes off again.
I’m closing in fast. Right before I’m able to grab her, something hits me in the face, covering my eyes, and I run straight into a wall.
Pulling the bra off my face. I somehow lose her.
I look through every room on the first floor and start to worry that I might have just given her an opportunity to escape when I hear a floorboard upstairs squeak.
Rushing up there, I know there are only a few places she knows up there.
My first stop is her bedroom, but I find it empty.
Then I check the hall bathroom and find no trace of her.
When I open my bedroom door, I think I might have an aneurysm.
She’s laying spread out on my bed, completely bare. “Took you long enough.” She smirks.
I don’t even give it a second thought as I strip out of my clothes. She’s watching my clothes disappear with rapt attention. Her eyes are hooded, and her bottom lip is trapped between her teeth. When I’m standing at the foot of the bed, completely naked like a moron, I just stare at her.
“Get up here. You said I could fuck you. You’re not planning to back out now, are you?” Her voice has taken on a husky sound.
Shaking my head, I reach for her and grab her ankle.
She squeaks when I yank her body down the bed.
When her ass is perched on the edge, I fall to my knees, being glad we’d gone for plush carpeting in the bedrooms. I don’t give her a chance to change her mind as I bury my face into her pussy.
Her back arches, and a gasp leaves her before a low moan does.
My tongue finds the sensitive bundle of nerves, circling around it.
Her hips start to wiggle, so I brace one forearm low over her belly to hold her still.
My other hand trails up her thigh. Looking up to meet her eyes, I slowly push one finger into her pussy before adding a second.
Her mouth slackens as I curl my fingers.
“Fuck.” She gasps as I suck on her clit.
I pick up my pace, wanting her to come at least once before I fuck her. Flicking my tongue against the bundle of nerves, she shatters with a gasping moan. When I pull away, she looks down at me with a lopsided grin. “Get up here.” She demands.
Climbing up onto the bed beside her, I reach into my bedside table to grab a small foil packet. I don’t date much, but I like to be prepared, so I’ve always got at least one box of condoms. I learned from my brother’s situation with Ivy to never trust a girl when she says she’s on the pill.
Harper grins at me, snatching the square from my hand. “Now lay back and let me fuck you.”
My brows raise at that, but I lay back on the mattress and give her what I hope is a sultry smile.
Her fingers make quick work of tearing the wrapper open and rolling the condom down my length.
I’m beginning to think that I might embarrass myself when she straddles me.
Tingles shoot through me when her hand grips my shaft.
Somehow, I manage not to rock my hips up into her when she holds my cock at her entrance.
She grins down at me as she slowly lowers herself on my cock.
My hands grip her hips instinctively, though I let her keep control of the pace.
I can’t keep myself from rolling my hips up to meet hers on every thrust. Her head falls back, and her hips start doing this rolling motion that makes my eyes cross in the back of my head.
Too soon, I can feel the telltale tingles at the base of my spine. I let go of her hip to reach between us with one hand. My thumb finds her clit and circles it. I cannot embarrass myself by coming before she does.
Her head falls forward, and her palms brace against my chest as her hips grind against mine.
I notice that the green of her eyes is more noticeable this close when her eyes meet mine.
Just for a moment, I feel trapped in her gaze before her eyes blink closed and her mouth opens on a hissed moan.
Her pussy clenches around my cock, setting me off.
My eyes roll to the back of my head, and the hand still clenching her hip tightens, holding her close like she’s about to try and escape.
When we’ve both come down from our orgasms, she slowly climbs off me.
I look down at my latex-encased, softening cock.
Standing, I head toward my bathroom. Looking over my shoulder, I see her checking out my ass while I walk away.
“Give me at least fifteen minutes, and then I’ll be ready to go again. ”
The grin she gives me lets me know she’s looking forward to that.