Chapter 18 The Weakness For My Enemy
The Weakness For My Enemy
Harper
I’m still not crazy about the cafeteria, but this time Natalie and Penny follow me from art like we’re going in together.
Kenz knows the horsemen won’t accept her following me around, and I don’t want to put her in their crosshairs.
I’m not sure what game these girls are playing but I’m sure the horsemen will set them straight.
I just hope they don’t end up getting me in trouble. It’s one of the reasons I keep Kenz away from them. They could punish me by punishing her.
I approach the table with the two girls right on my heels. Penny asks something about how I get my hair to look so silky. Hers is curly and perfect, so I’m not sure what she wants from me.
“Um, I wash and dry it,” I say.
“Pick up a few strays, kitten?” Eli stands as we approach, and I shrug.
I didn’t invite them to follow me. They just tagged along, but I really don’t want to get on anyone’s bad side. I already have four guys trying to ruin my life.
Penny laughs. “We were in art class together.”
Yup, pretty sure that’s not going to fly. I turn to the girls so the horsemen don’t humiliate them too badly.
“It was nice talking with you.” Hopefully I don’t get punished because they were talking to me, and neither will they.
Penny looks at Natalie. Both of them are straining to keep their smiles on. “Did you want to sit with us for lunch, Harper?”
Caden’s heat closes in behind me before he says, “Shoo, little pests. She’s mine for lunch. Find your own virgin.”
Fuck my life. I give them a what-are-you-going-to-do smile and a little shrug as their smiles fall.
“We’ll talk later, Harper.” Penny is as enthusiastic as ever as she and Natalie walk away fast.
I turn to face Caden.
“You need to be fierce with those kinds, little nympho.” Caden takes my hand and drags me to his side of the table. He sits and pulls me onto his lap.
“What kinds are those?” I ask curiously and act as if this is completely normal for me to sit on Caden’s lap for lunch. I pull out our food and divide it into a pile for him and a pile for me.
Eli holds an apple across the table. “The kind that will eat you up until you have nothing left to offer them.”
“So I should be wary of you guys, then?” I take the apple and add it to my stack with a tight smile. I straighten my skirt a little because it rides up. There isn’t much to it.
“We’ll eat you up, but then you’ll keep coming.”
I wait for Eli to finish the sentence, but he bites into his apple and smirks.
It takes me a moment and then my face burns from the meaning. Yup, still can’t hold my own with this lot. Don’t know if I ever will.
Luke and Jack join us and Luke studies me as they both sit down.
“Embarrassed to be on Caden’s lap?” Luke asks.
I glance over my shoulder at Caden and smile. “Nope.”
I’m not going to elaborate on why my face is red if the others aren’t, and neither Eli nor Caden seem to be forthcoming. So I eat my sandwich and check out the cafeteria a little more now that I’m not on display. Well, at least not humiliating myself in front of the whole lot of them.
Except for the tables near us, almost every table is full.
The cheerleaders and the football players seem to be on one side of us, claiming a few tables.
While a group of scantily clad girls—not that I can say much given what I’m wearing today—are at the same table as the other day, waiting for any acknowledgment from the horsemen.
I notice Penny and Natalie at that table with two other girls, who must be Isabella Baker and Victoria Martinez. Otherwise known as Izzy and Vicky. They sit on the far end, farthest away from the horsemen. I wonder if there’s a hierarchy to that table.
Beyond that table is a group of guys trying to get those girls’ attention. A few JV football players and good ol’ Grant Perkins. When I accidentally meet Grant’s eyes, he glares at me.
Yeah, no love lost here either, buddy.
“Harper.” Luke’s voice draws me back to the table.
I look at him and fight the urge to say yes, your lordship.
“Come here.”
I glance back at Caden before I walk to stand beside Luke. I haven’t done a thing for punishment unless talking to those girls counts. Fuck, that would suck.
But Luke doesn’t know about that.
Luke leans back in his chair and meets my eyes with his cold ones. “Sit.”
I glance at the chair next to him, but before I can make a move, he specifies, “On my lap. Facing me.”
I run a nervous hand over my skirt and check to see if anyone is watching other than the four dicks at the table. Of course, a smattering of people at every table seem to be watching our little play.
“Hoping to see my panties again?” I raise an eyebrow.
“They are mine to look at. Now sit,” he orders.
I take a deep breath and, holding the hem of my skirt, I straddle his lap.
As I sit, it rides up, but at least that’s under the table and mostly only visible to Luke and Caden.
I place my hands on his shoulders. Grabbing my ass, Luke drags me into him until his hard cock rests against my pussy again.
Wetness gathers between my legs and I’m not sure my panties won’t be soaking by the time he finishes with me. Will he punish me for getting his jeans wet? It would be his fault, after all.
He tips my chin up so we’re face to face. “What are we going to do about this weekend?”
“Do?”
His fingers travel down my throat, sending sparks flying down to settle hot and throbbing where his cock rests. He wraps his hand around the back of my neck and holds me there.
“You’re a smart girl, Harper.”
“Been checking up on me?”
“Don’t need to. I know you’re smart.” Luke must have eaten a mint, because I can smell the icy coolness on his breath and long to lean in and taste him again.
I’m broken. They’ve completely broken me if I want to lean in and kiss Luke Foster in the cafeteria. In front of everyone who’s seen me spanked and desperate for a boyfriend.
His hand settles on my bare thigh, startling me. “What are you going to do about being grounded this weekend?”
“Um, stay at home?” I try to ignore the heat of his hand on my skin, but when it slides up my thigh, my breath catches.
“That doesn’t sound like you’re trying to be a team player, princess.” He cocks his head to the side and his mouth is even closer to mine. I can feel his words on my lips. “You want to be a team player, don’t you?”
“I didn’t really sign up to be on the team in the first place, so…”
His hand slides up a little higher. My heart thumps faster. His fingertips slide along the hem of my skirt. I’m on fire sitting here. I’m surprised I haven’t combusted into flames yet. My breath comes out in short bursts, and each inhale rubs my nipples against his chest.
He tsks me as his lips brush against mine.
Oh, fuck, that feels good. This would be so much easier if at least one of them didn’t turn me on. I’ll lose track of the conversation if he keeps this up. Which could be even more dangerous.
“Princess, we want you to play with us. You can’t do that in your tower.” Luke’s voice turns cajoling, and fuck if I don’t want to give in to him.
He toys with the hem of my skirt, which is already bunched at my hips, his fingers dangerously close to my panties. When he releases his breath against my lips, my pussy throbs. I’m worse than a bitch in heat when he’s close to me.
“Luke.” Eli’s voice is a reprimand.
“What, Eli?” Luke’s cold eyes meet mine and his fingers stop before they trail between my legs.
“Rules.”
Luke slides his hand to my ass and draws me in tight against his cock. I can feel the fly of his jeans press against my clit. I suck in a breath. Without the added layer from my own jeans, it feels like there’s nothing between his jeans and me.
His eyes darken and then his lips claim mine. As he nips and licks at my lips, I need to get closer. I slide my hands to the back of his neck and tangle my fingers in his silky hair. Fuck, that feels better.
I open for him, and he lays siege to my mouth while he grinds his hips against me.
I can’t breathe, I can’t think, I can’t do anything but feel this swelling inside me, thickening and twitching at his every touch.
Fire burns through me, leaving me in torment.
If I’m going down in flames, I’m dragging Luke with me.
The bell rings, and he pulls away. I follow his retreat and capture his mouth. His hands tighten on my hips, and I rub against him, taking the lead. My tongue slides against his. I tug on his hair as he groans into my mouth before Caden lifts me from Luke.
“You two can’t play together anymore.” Caden stands me up and straightens my skirt. He meets my eyes.
“You definitely need a time-out,” Eli says as he rounds the table.
Luke stands behind me, his breath scorching my neck. Keeping the flames rising within me. I want to turn and find my way back to his lips and that feeling that had been rising within me. My body sways toward him.
“Nope, come on, little nympho. Time to go to our locker.” Caden wraps his arm around my shoulders and drags me away. I glance over my shoulder to see Eli talking in Luke’s ear.
Luke’s gaze scorches me through before I look forward again.
I take a few deep breaths, and things inside me cool a little. Reason floods me. Fuck, what was that? My insides are still all weird feeling as Caden opens his locker and switches out my books. The others don’t follow us.
“Hey,” Caden says softly. He brushes my cheek with his knuckle. “You okay?”
“Me? Yeah, sure, why wouldn’t I be okay?” Just because I almost dry-humped Luke in the cafeteria. I’m fine. Peachy. One hundred percent golden.
Caden kisses me, and I return to the present. To the guy in front of me. To the softest kiss I’ve ever received.
Something inside me cracks open a little bit as I gaze up into his green eyes.
“Luke can be overwhelming when he wants something, little nympho.” Caden hands me my backpack I hadn’t even noticed he carried here.
“It may be best for you to stay grounded this weekend and not try to sneak out like he wants you to. I can’t believe I’m even saying this, but he’ll cool down by Monday. ”
My brows furrow as I search Caden’s eyes. “Why would you tell me this?”
“Because I want to play with you, Harper, and Luke might just get you into more trouble, which means longer before I can play with you.” Caden kisses me again, but this time he pushes me back into the lockers and takes my mouth with his.
My hands thread into his hair to hold him close.
When he lifts his mouth from mine, I try to follow, lifting onto my tiptoes.
He gives me a cocky smile. “I’ll walk you to class. ”
Wrapping his arm around my shoulders, he leads me to my class before slapping me on the ass at the door. “See you later, little nympho.”
I blow out a breath. These guys are going to be the death of me.
I take my seat and wait for Luke to appear. Right before the bell rings, he walks in. He gives me a heated look before he drops into his seat.
Yup, death of me.