Chapter 41 The Espionage
The Espionage
Harper
Leaning forward, Caden swipes his tongue over my clit, and I shiver with delicious anticipation. His eyes shine with mischief as he focuses on me.
His hands squeeze my ass. I need so much more. I’ve been keyed up since lunch.
“Caden,” I whisper.
“What do you need, little nympho?” He presses a kiss on my lower belly, and a breath shudders out of me. His warm breath caresses my bare skin. “Do you want to come?”
“Yes.” The word is barely a whisper.
He chuckles and lowers his hands on my thighs. “Tell me exactly what you want.”
I wet my lips and fall into his darkened green eyes. He makes me want to give in. He makes me ache for him.
Will I always give in to Caden? Will he always hold this power over me? The problem is, I don’t even want to fight it anymore.
“Harper.” My name is a growl on his lips.
A shiver of lust races through me. He sweeps his thumbs up and down my thighs. I’m vulnerable to this man, completely naked and at his whim, but somehow, I feel like the one in control.
“I thought you wanted me to obey you tonight.” I run my fingers through his dark hair. His eyes close as he leans into my touch.
“I like it both ways. I love your disobedience and your submission.” His smile is feral, making my heart race. “You take everything we throw at you. You take your punishment so well.”
I tense, remembering the punishment he gave me for not telling them about Tanner. Caden’s brow furrows. Fuck, we need to get past this, but...
He draws me onto his lap. He’s fully clothed still and the denim of his jeans rubs against my inner thighs.
“What are you thinking?” He tips my chin up and trails his fingers along my jaw.
“You punished me for protecting you.” I blow out a breath. We can’t move forward if this keeps nagging at me. “He wanted to hurt you through me. He wanted you to lose control. I wasn’t going to let you end up in jail because he got assigned as my art partner.”
Caden sighs and rests his forehead against mine. “If we don’t settle this, he’ll keep coming between us. This is what he wants.”
“I know.” I slide my hand over the tense muscles of his neck, desperately wanting to ease this tension.
“We tell each other everything. No matter what.” His eyes are sincere as they search mine. “Even if it hurts.”
“You’re going to tell me everything?” I cock an eyebrow, because I know there has to be stuff they’re holding back from me. There are times when they shut me out by distracting me.
“We’re trying.” He skates his fingers over my hips. “It’s just been the four of us for so long that it’s hard to let someone in. Even Nico feels left out. But we’re working on it. I’m working on it.”
I didn’t know Nico felt left out. I tuck that information away for later.
“You promise you won’t go after him half-cocked if I tell you everything? That you’ll stay and talk about it with me and the others and find a solution? Even if it means taking a step back instead of charging forward?”
He smiles gently. His thumb caresses my low back as he braces me. “That I can promise. Though I might decide the solution is to kick his ass.”
“But not by yourself?” I tug on his hair, and he growls softly, sending sparks through my system.
“Take my shirt off, little nympho.”
I frown. That’s not an answer, but I long to feel his skin against mine. When I tug his shirt free of his jeans and draw it up and over his head, his lips close around my nipple and he sucks.
Gasping, I drop his shirt on the floor and thread my fingers into his hair. This man could make me forget my own name. “Caden, I need an answer.”
He draws back and runs his hand through his hair. “I won’t go off half-cocked to take care of shit without the others, but right now, I’m going to make you come so hard they’ll hear you scream from their rooms without the webcams.”
Heat floods me. He flips us around so my back hits the bed, and then his mouth is on mine, taking everything I have to give him as he takes his jeans off. His bare chest brushes my aching nipples. He moves us up on the bed even more, hovering above me.
When he lifts his mouth, his eyes search mine.
“Caden.” I arch my body, but he holds himself away. Need throbs within me.
“I can’t promise not to punish you, little nympho.” His hand strokes down my side. “I love the way you react, but I won’t punish you without a reason.”
I reach down between us and stroke my hand over his thick cock. “If I feel your reason is unreasonable?”
He grins. “You’ll still enjoy the punishment.”
He kneels between my knees and lifts my legs up and out, spreading me open for him. I bite my lip in anticipation. He chuckles darkly.
“Did you like being fucked one after the other, little nympho?” He releases one of my thighs and drags his fingers between my legs, over my clit and down to my entrance.
I should say no, but... “Yes, War.”
He arches his eyebrow at the name and then slides his thick finger into my pussy. I release my breath.
“Did you enjoy being used by us?” He thrusts his finger in and out until my hips rock with his motion, needing more.
“Yes, War.” I put my hands over my head and grab onto the headboard. Every touch brands me as his. His heated gaze strokes over every inch of me like a caress.
“Tell me, little nympho.” He waits until our eyes lock. He slowly thrusts in and out, winding me tight inside. “Do you enjoy the games we play with you?”
“Fuck.” My mind is slowly dissolving. The need to explode presses down on me. The weight of it almost unbearable. “Yes, Caden, I love all of it. I want all of it. I want all of you. Please.”
He smirks before he slides a second finger in with the first and increases his pace.
“Yes,” I groan at the stretch and hum, trying to get more from him.
“Do you like to be watched? To have their eyes on you while I fuck you?” He presses a kiss against my hipbone.
I moan. “Yes.”
“How about now? Just you and me? Am I enough to get you off, little nympho?”
What kind of question is that? Now?
“You’ve gotten me off before. Why would you ask me that?”
He curls his fingers, and I gasp and pant as the fire rages hotter inside me.
“We’ve made you to want all of us. To take all of us. To have us watch you.” Caden presses his thumb against my clit and rubs as he leans down over me. His other hand sinks into the bed next to my shoulder as he positions himself with his mouth hovering over mine. His cock brushes my thigh.
I’m melting beneath him, falling into rhythm with his fingers, aching for release.
“Have we made it so you need more to go over the edge? Or am I enough?” Caden brushes his lips over mine and I shatter.
Moaning, I release around his fingers. My pussy clutches at them as he keeps moving them. I thread my hands into his hair as I open my eyes to his.
“You are enough. You’re mine. I’m yours.” I tug his mouth down onto mine, needing the connection.
Removing his hand, he repositions us, pushing my legs up and to the sides. His cock notches against my entrance before pressing in deep in one stroke.
“Fuck, little nympho.” He kisses my jaw and down my neck as his cock remains buried inside me. Little pulses squeeze him. He presses so deep his tip brushes my womb. “I could spend every day buried deep inside you and never get enough.”
He pulls back and thrusts forward again.
I cry out at the exquisite feeling. All of me is focused on just him right now. No one else exists but the two of us. He latches on to my breast again as he thrusts over and over into me. Pressing so deep and stretching me so open.
I’m hot all over as need pulses within me. He switches breasts and maintains his steady thrusts, striking the opening to my womb which sends an electric pulse through me. I can’t catch my breath. I can’t focus.
It’s building hot and fast, the pressure. I stroke my hands through his hair, over his neck, and grab at his shoulders. Screaming, I come undone at the seams. His mouth finds mine as he continues to thrust into me, keeping me right there in that moment with him.
Groaning, he comes, filling me with his hot seed. As we come down, he settles over me, kissing me. His arms hold him above me. We’re still connected.
I draw in a breath to try to slow my racing heart. His nose brushes mine. I could fall asleep like this.
“That’s only the beginning, little nympho. That’s one.”
“One?” My laughter sounds a little hysterical to my ears. “Pretty sure that was at least two. That last one might have been multiple, hard to tell.”
His chuckle is dark as he moves down my body, stopping to kiss and suck on my skin, my breasts, my stomach. He drops down over the edge of the bed and drags me down to him.
I let out a squeal before his mouth descends on my pussy. I’m so sensitive I cry out as an orgasm overwhelms me, but he doesn’t stop. Collapsing onto the bed, I succumb to him as he takes me to the edge and pushes me over again and again.
Nico
It’s still early when Caden closes us off from Harper. The other feeds are still live, but with the exception of Luke’s camera in his empty room, they all disappear. I close my laptop and head to the kitchen.
The rest of my house is quiet, but there’s a light coming from beneath my father’s office door. I don’t want to stop and talk with him, so I try to creep by.
“Are you sure it’s still there?” My dad’s voice carries through the crack in the door.
I pause, afraid he’ll realize I’m out here.
“We need to get that back. I thought you said it disappeared with him.” My dad must be on the phone. I only hear his voice in the room.
“Damn it, William. This was supposed to be fixed years ago.”
William? That’s Luke’s father’s name, but it could be another William. I don’t know my father’s business associates.
“Does Bruce know?”
Bruce, as in Bruce Ross, Caden’s dad? What the fuck is going on?
“We should meet. And you’re sure your son will be able to locate the asset?”
My heart thumps as the wheels on my dad’s chair squeak into the silence.
“The girl better not be too big of a distraction that he doesn’t do his job.”
Something isn’t right. My father vowed he wouldn’t ever come back here and then suddenly this year, he made the move for the whole family. We knew he was connected previously with both Luke’s and Caden’s fathers, but who’s the girl?
“If this comes out, it will ruin us all.” My father stands.
Afraid to get caught, I move past his door and into the kitchen, acting like I’ve been in here a while. I grab from the fridge what I need to make a sandwich.
Footsteps approach and the overhead light comes on. I wince at the sudden brightness.
“Nico, what are you doing up?” My dad’s voice is gruff as he goes over to the liquor cabinet to refill his glass.
“Hungry.” It’s not only the truth, but it’s legit. I’m always fucking hungry.
“How’s school going?” He adds an ice cube to his drink and swirls it around while he watches me put together a sandwich.
“Fine. The classes are all comparable to the ones I’d planned to take.
” I finish my sandwich and put away the ingredients.
Not that he cares about what I planned for my senior year.
We were moving here. He made the gesture of offering for me to stay behind to finish my senior year, but Mom never would have let me.
I want to get out of the kitchen before he asks me for a favor.
“You used to hang out with a girl when we lived here before.” His voice fades a little like he’s trying to remember. “What was her name?”
“Harper.” I put my sandwich on a plate, but I wait to see what else he’s going to say.
His dark eyes light up. “That’s it. Are you two still close?”
I don’t miss the shrewdness in his eyes. “We talk.”
He nods. “You should get to know her better.”
My father has never told me to get to know someone better.
“Why?”
He smiles but it doesn’t reach his eyes. “Protecting our interests. You know we should talk about you doing an internship this summer before college. There’s a lot of things you could learn.”
I swallow, because my father has never once mentioned me following in his footsteps or becoming part of his business. That was never part of the plan.
“I might do early admission to a few universities, which start during the summer.” Picking up my plate, I walk toward the door. “But I’ll keep it in mind.”
“You should bring Harper over for dinner some time. I’d be interested in meeting her.” That shrewd look sends chills down my spine.
“Maybe.” I can’t imagine her at dinner with my dad and my mom. But apparently my parents still aren’t talking even though we’ve moved away from the city. Otherwise, Mom would have told him Harper is my girlfriend.
When I get to my room, I pick up my phone and text the group chat.
Me:
Weird convo with Dad. Overheard shit. We need to talk.
Luke:
Can it wait until tomorrow?
Me:
I think he was talking to your dad
My phone buzzes and I touch the accept button.
“Why do you think that?” Luke doesn’t mince words.
“He called the guy William. Talked about Bruce. Something about some asset that should have been taken care of years ago. Then he came into the kitchen and asked me about Harper.” The words spill out of me.
“My dad wants me to find something Harper’s dad took when he disappeared.” Luke sighs. “He wouldn’t tell me what, but said I’d know it when I saw it.”
“That’s not helpful.” I shake my head and make sure my door is locked. When I sit on the bed, I can still smell Harper’s vanilla scent. “If that’s what they were talking about, that means our dads are involved in it somehow.”
Luke makes an acknowledging noise. He’s quiet, and I assume he’s thinking like I am. What the fuck did our fathers have to do with Harper’s?
“Are we good?” Luke asks.
I blow out a breath. Him and me. The jealousy shit. “Yeah, man. I just need to figure out where I fit now.”
“It can’t be easy. Moving.” Luke closes a door.
A muffled cry comes over the phone. I chuckle.
“They still at it?”
“Fuck, yes.” Luke groans. “I’m tempted to go knock on the door to tell them to keep it down, but yeah, not really my place. It’s better than sleeping at home.”
I nod and glance at my door. “If you just wanted somewhere to crash, there’s room here.”
“Thanks, but I want to be close in case something happens again.”
He was there when the guy broke in. If he hadn’t... fuck.
“Take care of our girl.”
“I will.” He sighs. “We’ll talk tomorrow about this. Maybe together we can figure it out.”