Chapter 14 The United Front
The United Front
Caden
Luke’s waiting for his answer. How much did I give Harper to drink? Fuck. A lot.
“Enough,” I answer and stand behind Harper. Her hand reaches behind her to grab my hip. Her touches have kept me hard since the car. “It’ll wear off by the time we leave.”
Luke raises a skeptical eyebrow. Her hand on his chin lowers to his throat. She curls her fingers like she’s going to tighten them, but thinks better of it.
“Let the girl live a little. We’ve taken most of her high school days away. Let her have fun tonight.” Her head leans back against my chest. All that tension that usually fills her is gone.
“I need to pee,” Harper yells in Luke’s face. I’m sure she thinks she’s whispering. It’s the funniest shit I’ve ever seen.
Luke glares before dragging Harper down the hallway. I follow closely behind. I made a promise and I’m going to keep it, even if it breaks me. Luke isn’t the only one who wants to fuck our girl. We all do.
Maybe Nico is willing to wait, but he just got his first taste of her last night.
The main bathroom has a line. With the little dance Harper is doing, I don’t think she’ll make it in that line.
“Take us to Sidney’s room,” I say in Luke’s ear.
He sighs and heads toward a back staircase. Harper stumbles along behind him, glancing back at me every few seconds with a goofy smile on her face. I try to keep my face stern, but then she giggles again.
Fuck, if that isn’t the cutest shit I’ve ever heard. When we reach the stairs, I catch Harper’s hips right before she takes a nosedive onto them. Her hands go over mine instead of reaching out to save herself.
“You’re no longer in charge of our girl’s drinks. She can barely stand.” Luke shakes his head. He’s disappointed in her current state. I love it.
“Harper likes rum and Coke, don’t you, little nympho?”
She stares up at me with her pupils blown. Her fingers reach out to skim over my lips and she nods.
Laughing, I bend and throw her over my shoulder. When she tries to lift herself, I smack her ass.
“Hey,” she says.
“Be good, little nympho.” I gesture to Luke to carry on, sliding my hand under her skirt to hold her panty-covered ass. I want this pair of panties off her and in my pocket, but she has a valid point.
Our school has its share of creepers who would notice if Harper doesn’t have panties on. As drunk as she is, she probably won’t be as careful as she would when she’s sober.
We make it to Sidney’s room, and Luke puts in the code. She keeps her bedroom locked during parties. Of course, she enjoyed the random hookups with Luke and gave him the code. Not sure she’d be pleased we’re bringing Harper up here. But fuck her. She should have changed the code.
I set Harper on her feet and turn her toward the bathroom. “You good on your own in there?”
Harper glances over her shoulder, giving me an appalled look. “Of course.”
I give her a little nudge, and she closes the bathroom door with Luke and I on the bedroom side. Sidney’s room is huge. Almost as big as mine. We sit on the couch while we wait.
“You know she weighs less than half of you,” Luke starts, probably on the alcohol again.
“I tried to slow her down, but she’s a bit of a handsy drunk.” Without her inhibitions, she kept touching me. My face, my chest, my abs. Slipping her hand under my t-shirt. Playing with my hair.
Luke’s eyebrow rises in interest as he waits for our girl to be finished. He’ll thank me later for loosening her up.
The wrong door opens though. The hallway door crashes into the room, and Sidney stumbles in with Dylan Brewster. They don’t even look up as they kiss and shed clothes. She isn’t concerned someone might be in her room.
Smirking, Luke leans back to enjoy the show. I pay attention to the bathroom door, ready to jump up in case Harper decides to come out. I didn’t like Sidney threatening our girl.
Sidney is hot, leggy, and blond. While I haven’t tapped that, she used to be Luke’s regular. He usually doesn’t like to share, so all of us backed off. After all, there were plenty of cheerleaders to go around.
Brewster is on the football team. He’s a cornerback and first string. He’s built more like Luke than me. Even has blond hair, but brown eyes. I’ve seen his dick in the shower after games and practice, and Sidney’s in for a disappointment after being with Luke.
By the time they fall back on her bed, they’ve stripped down to their underwear. Sidney rolls on top of him. She straddles him and rubs her panty-covered pussy over his boxers. He still has on his socks. Pretty sure the dude is going to blow the second she touches him.
He’s making way too many noises not to.
Of course, it’s this minute Harper walks out of the bathroom. When she sees Sidney on top of someone on the bed, her eyes widen. Her breath catches. Her face falls and her lower lip trembles.
I see what she thinks. To her, that’s Luke under Sidney. Harper looks like she’s either going to vomit or cry or both.
Apparently I’m not the only one who realizes what Harper thinks. Sidney gives Harper a catty smile as she continues to rub on Brewster.
Luke stands and starts a slow clap. “Thanks for the entertainment, Brewster.”
Harper’s gaze darts from Luke to Sidney to the guy under Sidney back to Luke. Her mouth drops open. She raises her arm to point, but I get to her first and draw her into my arms.
“We wouldn’t cheat on you,” I whisper in her ear. She rests her face against my chest as she takes a few breaths to calm down.
“Didn’t take you for a creeper, Luke.” Sidney cups her bra-covered breasts together and grinds down on poor Brewster. The guy is going to either pass out or blow his wad.
I lean down to whisper in Harper’s ear. “I bet he comes in his shorts by the count of ten.”
Harper smiles up at me before she rests her cheek against my chest. We watch Sidney moving way too much on poor Brewster.
“If you want to put on a show, we’re more than happy to watch.” Luke sits back on the couch facing the bed. “We could even give you some helpful critiques.”
“You could join in.” Sidney pinches her nipples and then drags one of Brewster’s hands between her breasts.
Sweat rolls down Brewster’s temples. When she shifts, he lets out a loud groan. Harper buries her face into my chest and her silent laughter ripples through me.
“I don’t mean to frighten your poor virgin.” Sidney gives us a fake pout.
“She’s probably wondering if that’s it.” Luke comes over next to us. “She’s used to a hell of a lot more foreplay.”
Harper turns her head to look over at Luke.
Sidney glares down at Brewster, before her smile softens. She slides down the bed and drags Brewster’s spunk-filled boxers off him. He rises on his elbows to look at his now flaccid dick.
“I can show your little virgin how to take care of a real man.”
I snort back a laugh. Yeah, Harper doesn’t need any help with that and she’s seen better than Brewster.
“Go ahead.” Luke takes Harper’s hand and weaves his fingers with hers. He waves his other hand. “I’m sure this will be educational for all of us.”
“Dude, you guys are going to watch?” Brewster’s left eyebrow rises. Poor guy is probably getting performance anxiety and won’t be able to get it up. I narrow my eyes at him just to make him even more anxious.
“Oh baby, if you want to play with cheerleaders, you have to know we love to perform.” Sidney blows a kiss to Luke before kneeling in front of Brewster’s semi-hard dick.
Luke brushes his hand over Harper’s hair. Her brown eyes turn to him. “Don’t worry, princess, you won’t see anything you haven’t before. Well, except for a small dick.”
Brewster’s face reddens, but he knows he can’t really say anything. Especially to us. When Sidney draws his dick into her mouth, he looks like he got an electric shock to his junk. He sits upright and pushes his hands into the bed behind him.
As to technique, Sidney has some talent for sucking cock, but she doesn’t quite capture the enthusiasm Harper gives. This looks like a chore to her, something she has to do to get to the part where she gets something out of it.
I’ve touched our girl when she goes down on us. Sucking cock arouses Harper so much she drips with wetness. Making me want to lick every drop until she comes on my tongue. That’s a good idea.
Harper must feel me getting hard against her because she lifts a questioning eyebrow to me. I lean down to put my lips against her earlobe.
“Thinking of how good you taste when you go down on us. We need to find a little corner of our own to play in. Somewhere less crowded.”
Her breath catches and her brown eyes stare up at mine. Yeah, she’s down to play. I glance at Luke. When he realizes I’m looking at him, he turns and looks down at Harper. Our girl obviously wants us. His eyebrows rise slightly before he nods and turns back to watch Sidney.
“Watch, little nympho,” I whisper in Harper’s ear.
Brewster’s mouth is wide open, and he’s trying to keep from coming again.
I mean, if Sidney’s technically correct but mind-numbing blow job gets him there, good for him.
If he could see what Harper can do, he’d probably jizz all over himself again.
But I won’t be cruel enough to show him what he’s missing.
Harper is all ours. I won’t put her on display to prove a point.
Luke might at some point, but he gets off on that. It won’t be tonight though, because he needs Harper fully aware for punishment. Not tipsy or drunk. Because I’m pretty sure our girl will get off on the humiliation too.
Brewster grunts.
“Dude, at least try to hold back,” I say out loud. “Have some fucking self-control.”
Brewster groans and comes in Sidney’s mouth. She sits back and swallows with a satisfied grin on her face. I’m pretty sure Brewster could come from his pants rubbing his johnson in the right way, so that’s not a win in her column.
“Well, if you two are finished.” Luke gestures to the door.
Sidney’s face scrunches like that girl who wanted more in Willy Wonka. Not a good look for either girl. “This is my room, Luke Foster.”
“And here I thought this little display was for our benefit.” Luke steps forward and glances at Brewster’s limp dick and Sidney’s scantily clad body. “I suppose if you give it ten minutes, he’ll be ready to go again. But I wouldn’t put money on it.”
I lift Harper up against me. She squeals and puts her hands on my shoulders. Our faces are level and I give her a naughty grin.
“This isn’t doing much for me,” I say as I look to Luke. “Want to find another room? One a little less crowded? We can see if our little virgin learned what not to do.”
Luke gives Harper a wicked grin, and she squirms against me.
Sidney scoffs, but bitch doesn’t have any leg to stand on right now. She found a replacement, but that’s like replacing a Lamborghini with a Honda Fit. It might get you where you want to go, but the ride won’t be as fun or smooth.