Chapter 51
The Command Center
Luke
Harper comes out of the bathroom with a look of determination. I didn’t know talking about her father would upset her. I don’t think about my mother much. Maybe she was a good woman. Maybe she made my father a better man when she was alive.
It doesn’t matter because she died, and he either was always a monster or became a monster. All I know is he’s my monster that I have to deal with for one more year.
When Harper slides into the booth, her vanilla scent fills my nose, making me want to lean into her and take a bite. She’s addictive, and I can’t imagine not having access to her now.
She captures my attention. There’s still this innocence that clings to her.
Even with everything going on, she’s not jaded yet.
She leans in and presses a kiss against my lips.
It startles me. She doesn’t always lead and usually doesn’t in public.
Before I can grab the back of her neck and deepen the kiss, she pulls back.
“What was that for?” I glance up as Rebecca spins on her heel. I narrow my gaze on the girl. She’s a fucking thorn in our side. What happened with her never should have been allowed to stand.
“I can’t wait to leave this town behind.” Harper’s words are bitter and harsh.
I slide my hand under hers and tangle our fingers together. “As long as I go with you.”
She softens and squeezes my hand. “Can we pay and leave now?”
Her plate is mostly empty. I finished my burger and fries. “If that’s what you want.”
“I do.” She’s upset about something, but I’ll figure it out when we get out of here. Away from all these prying eyes. While she was in the bathroom, I spoke to the table of guys about what would happen if they looked at my girl again. They left shortly after.
I don’t care that it’s not Harper’s body in those pictures. They’re imagining it is, and I’m not cool with that. They’re lucky I didn’t break their phones or hands or faces.
Fuck. The anger still burns inside me. We need to find out who put that image out there. Sidney better run if she’s the one who did it.
Rebecca comes over and places the bill down on the table without looking at either of us. “You can pay me when you’re ready.”
I put my credit card down, and she takes it without another word. Harper’s lips press into a tight line. I long to ease that tension with my touch, but I don’t want her to think that’s all I want from her.
“Do you want to talk about it?” My voice is low and quiet.
“Not yet,” she squeezes my hand. Her eyes lock with mine. “But I will.”
And that’s enough. She’s opening up to us. She’s letting us in.
When Rebecca stops with the receipt, I sign it and leave a large tip. I slide out of the booth and offer my hand to help Harper out. We head outside, and the noise of the diner falls behind us.
Harper turns to look over her shoulder but continues with me to the car. As soon as we get in, she turns to me.
“Rebecca stopped me in the bathroom.” Harper tells me what happened with Rebecca and shrugs. “She doesn’t know me or you guys.”
“You don’t think we’re psychopaths?” I arch an eyebrow.
She shakes her head. “Maybe sociopaths, but not psychopaths. I don’t think.”
She gives me an assessing look up and down. Shrugging, she glances out the window. “Whatever. I like you guys the way you are.”
My heart beats a little harder. “You like me?”
She laughs. “Yeah, but only a little, so don’t let it go to your head.”
“I won’t.” But the smile on my face won’t go away as I put the car in reverse and head toward Caden’s place.
She likes me.
Harper
After we get out of the car, Luke presses me against it and takes my mouth in a devastating kiss that makes my toes curl and everything ache with need. When my fingers tangle into his hair, he catches me under my knees and lifts me up, grinding his cock hard into my pussy.
Fuck, I want him. The things he does to me make me dizzy.
When he draws back a little, I open my eyes to the soft blue pools of his. Desire and tenderness swirl in them. My pulse stalls. Am I just imagining what I want to see?
“Can’t have a date without a goodnight kiss.” He smirks but doesn’t put me down.
“How much time do we have?” I stroke my thumb along his jaw, hoping he says plenty. We’re in Caden’s fenced-in parking. No one can see us. The staff is usually gone by this time of night. I don’t mind if the others end up watching.
“I don’t have any lube.” He brushes his lips over mine.
I wet my lips, tasting him on them. “You helped me out last night. Let me return the favor.”
I drop my hand to rub his cock through his jeans, grazing my clit in the process. His eyes darken, and a happy thrill goes through me at the lust in his eyes.
“You want to suck me off right here, princess?”
Fuck, he wants this, and that makes me want it too. Nodding, I push his jeans button through the hole.
“You want to walk in there with grass stains on your knees and the taste of my cum in your mouth?” His thumb rubs my lower lip. His hips thrust into mine, and I gasp. What I really want is to feel him deep inside me, however I can get him.
“Yes,” I whisper, holding his gaze.
He smirks and lowers my legs. His hands run up my thighs, lifting my skirt. “You sure you don’t want to wait until someone else can taste your sweet pussy or fuck your tight ass?”
I moan and lean my head against his chest. “That shouldn’t be tempting.”
Watching my hands, I unzip his pants.
“Why not, princess?” Luke’s voice vibrates through me. “Because someone told you that you should only be with one guy at a time? If it feels good, how is it wrong? Why shouldn’t you be tempted?”
Sliding my hand into his open pants and beneath his boxer briefs, I stroke along his thick, hard cock. My panties dampen even more. His cock is familiar to me but always winds me up.
Lifting my gaze, I stroke his cock and meet his eyes. “I want to be with you all. I love when you all take me. But there’s something about being with just one of you. Focusing on your pleasure while holding off my own.”
He cups my cheek and claims a kiss. My hand strokes his precum down over his cock.
“Let me give you pleasure,” I whisper against his lips.
“You always do, princess.” He presses on my shoulder, and I slide willingly to my knees.
He bows over me, resting his head against the top of the car as I release his cock from his pants. Leaning forward, I lick the tip. He rewards me with a groan, and I can’t help but smile.
None of those other girls got this part of him.
Yes, they went down on him and he probably enjoyed it.
But the look he gives me as I take his tip into my mouth is one of awe.
He allows me to control the depth and the pace, holding himself steady against the car, blocking me from the sight of anyone who might come out of the house.
I take him deep into my throat, pushing past my gag reflex, and swallow around him. Every slide of his cock in my mouth makes me even wetter. Anticipation swells in me, even as I know this is supposed to be one-sided. But he’ll take care of me eventually. He always does.
Something in me wants to show him that no matter what, I choose him. I choose to be with him. Not because they’re making me any longer, but because I want this. This connection between us, even if it’s mostly sexual.
I’m his to use as he likes.
“Harper.” The tightness in his voice is a warning, but he doesn’t grab my hair and force me to take him deeper. My gaze lifts to his, and he’s watching me. I hollow out my cheeks and take him as deep as I can.
Those eyes watch me with an emotion I can’t decipher.
His cock thickens in my mouth. Groaning, he finds his release.
I swallow every last drop. When I draw off him, I tuck his still hard cock back in his pants, straightening his jeans.
As soon as I’m finished, he drops to his knees in front of me, grabs the back of my neck and pulls me in for a thorough kiss.
His tongue explores my mouth and slides against mine, sending shivers down my back.
I whimper and press against him. His other hand slides between my thighs and pushes my panties to the side. I’m wearing a tampon, but I’m not sure what he’s about to do. When I try to draw away, he holds me tighter and growls. He works my clit, hard and fast.
Gasping against his lips, I shatter for him, arching into his body. He lifts from the kiss, and I drop my forehead to his chest, trying to control my erratic breathing, but he hasn’t stopped touching me, winding me even tighter.
“You’re wet, princess. That’s not blood. I could pull out that tampon and fuck you right here in the driveway. Push you down on your hands and knees and fuck your tight little pussy until you can’t breathe.”
Moaning, I come on his finger again.
“Luke.” His name is a plea on my lips.
“Shh, Harper, let me push you over one more time.” He works me as his voice tempts me next to my ear.
“You’ve been such a good girl, sucking my cock and swallowing it all down.
You deserve a reward, and one just isn’t enough.
Later tonight, I’m going to fuck your ass while you suck Caden’s cock.
But tonight, we’ll work on opening that asshole to take us.
Maybe we’ll all use it tonight until you scream. ”
Shaking, I cry out my release, knowing he means every word.
He kisses my temple and slides my panties into place. Bringing his finger to his lips, he sucks my wetness off it and tips my chin up. When he claims my lips, I taste myself on his tongue. My heart pounds for a different reason.
Little moments. Fuck, they’re building up into something I couldn’t stop if I tried. He pulls away and rubs my cheek. My heart flips.
After he stands, he helps me to my feet. “Do you want me to wipe your knees?”
I shake my head, unable to find words right now. Besides, the guys know what happens when Luke and I are left alone. They’d be more surprised if we came in without grass stains and swollen lips.