Chapter 38
The Fugazi
Harper
We all go our separate ways. Well, Caden sticks with me, but he actually lets me drive my car back to my house. He follows in his Mustang, parking behind my car, insisting I ride with him to the coffee shop.
When I step on the first stair, I turn and put a hand on his chest.
“Mom’s asleep. That means be quiet. Don’t talk unless you need to. Or stay out here and wait for me.” I narrow my eyes to show I’m serious.
Caden’s eyes twinkle with mischief as his hands grab my hips. “Nah, little nympho, I’m not letting you out of my sight.”
“Fine, but behave.” When I turn to unlock the door, his hand curves around my waist, sliding under my shirt to tease my skin.
“I love when you’re loud.” His voice is dark in my ear. “I want to find out how quiet you can be.”
“I’m serious, Caden. Mom needs her sleep.” I push open the door and turn to him, holding my finger over my lips.
He smirks and follows me into the house. Most of my books are upstairs. The house is quiet, like it needs to be when Mom works nights. We move silently up the stairs and into my bedroom.
Caden closes the door quietly before sitting on the edge of my bed. He says softly, “What about in here?”
“As long as you keep it down, we should be fine.” I give him my best stink eye while I gather up my books and laptop.
“Are you good, Harper?” His use of my name instead of his nickname gets my attention. I finish shoving my stuff in my backpack.
“What do you mean?” I arch an eyebrow as I sit in my desk chair.
He rubs a hand over the back of his neck and looks up. “You slept quite a while. Did we hurt you?”
His brows furrow as he looks me over. I don’t think, I just stand and walk over to him. Lowering myself onto his lap, I run my fingers through his hair before I focus on his green eyes. His large hands cradle my ass.
“I’m good, Caden.” I tip his chin up so we’re eye to eye. “Am I a little sore? Yes, but did I do anything I didn’t want to do? No.”
Smiling, Caden pulls me in tight against him. His hard cock presses against my pussy through our jeans. My breath catches and my pulse quickens. These guys intoxicate me.
“I’m supposed to let you rest.” His nose trails over my jawline before he kisses me right by my ear. “I’ve never been good at being good.”
Heat scorches through my veins, but reason wins out. I tug on his hair. “My mom is sleeping, Caden. She’s not at work. Maybe we’ll play later.”
He blows out his hot breath over my neck, and a full body shiver works through me. “You should get your things then, little nympho.”
He slaps my ass. Glaring, I move off him. I grab my backpack and pull open the door. Giving him the signal to keep it quiet, I head toward the stairs with him following close behind.
Honestly, I’m surprised Mom didn’t wake up. We weren’t that quiet, but she might have had a rough night. I should come home for dinner and make her food before her shift. Breakfast for dinner for me, and breakfast for breakfast for her.
I lock the door behind us and follow Caden to his car. He holds open the passenger side for me, and I slip in. Glancing back at the house, I don’t see anything out of the ordinary. My childhood home hasn’t changed now I’m no longer a virgin.
It’s weird. I didn’t expect bells and whistles or a cake or anything, but maybe I thought something about me would change. Maybe I wanted something to change.
Caden puts the car in gear, backs out of the driveway, and heads to the coffee shop. He turns toward me. “What’s on your mind?”
I shrug. “I just thought it would be different. After.”
Caden chuckles. “Trust me, little nympho. It’s going to be different. We’re still in our bubble. People will notice something’s changed but won’t know what.”
“Maybe.” I pick at the hem of Luke’s shirt.
I probably should have changed so Mom wouldn’t see me in a guy’s shirt and ask questions.
But Luke didn’t ask for it back. And I didn’t offer.
He left in one of Caden’s shirts after pressing a kiss to my lips.
I touch my lips, remembering the tingling and butterflies that leapt to attention. I like wearing his shirt.
I’m so screwed.
“How do you keep sex and love separate?” I twist in my seat to watch Caden.
He cocks an eyebrow. “Um, sex is a base need. It’s physical. Love is something you feel for your family and friends. Those closest to you. Not physically, but emotionally.”
I chew that over. Maybe.
“Why, little nympho? Afraid to catch feelings for your horsemen?” He pulls into a parking space for the local coffee shop. The smell of coffee permeates the car.
“Maybe.” I lean my head back against the seat and turn to face him. “Maybe I worry I won’t be able to separate the two, since you guys are mine for the school year.”
His fingers chuck me under my chin. “Would that be such a bad thing?”
I smile and shake my head. “It would be awful. We may all end up going to different colleges. Barely see each other. It wouldn’t be long until one of us cheats and the others find out. Then we break up because long distance is hard.”
“Hmm, that sucks. Why wouldn’t we go to college together? Fuck long distance.” He pushes open his door, but waits until I grab my backpack and slide out my side. He takes his backpack from the backseat and puts it over one shoulder.
“Six people all at the same college?” Laughing, I join him on the sidewalk.
“First, you guys can afford any college you want. Unless I get an amazing scholarship, I’m going to be lucky to afford state with scholarships.
Second, what college would work for all of us?
It’s not like we all want to be business majors. ”
“True.” He throws his arm around my shoulders and leads me toward the door. “But it could happen.”
“Sure.” I give up. Caden doesn’t really work on reason. “It could happen. Just like you keeping me will happen.”
He pushes me against the brick building before the door and lowers his face to my level. His green eyes search mine. “If you didn’t want me to keep you, you shouldn’t have given me your virginity, little nympho. You’re mine now.”
My cheeks flush hot, and I glance around to see if anyone heard him. “Caden, I—”
His lips claim mine before I have a chance to finish my thought. I don’t even pretend I don’t want his kiss as he presses into me. I’m not sure what I would have said. Even if I gave him my reasoning, he’d still have the same reaction, so fuck it.
I open my mouth to his questing tongue, and he gives a low growl of approval that makes me want to climb up on him.
“Seriously, you two.” Jack’s voice penetrates the haze. “We won’t be able to leave you two alone.”
Caden lifts his head from me and pushes Jack in the center of his chest. “Quit your whining.”
Caden wraps his arm around my shoulders and draws me into his side. When he opens the door, I step inside. The aroma fills my lungs, and for a second, I forget about my entourage. That scent of coffee and baked goods always makes my mouth water.
Caden drapes his arm around my shoulders again and draws me to the counter. “Get whatever you like. On me.”
I give him a skeptical look, but then remember his life. Yeah, he can afford my seven-dollar coffee and a scone. We finish ordering, and Caden pays.
Jack grabs my hand before Caden can reclaim me and tugs me deeper into the coffee house. We pass by some tables of other guys who give the nod of acknowledgment. The girls look at me with envy while they straighten and push out their chests for my guys.
We find a table in the back that’s perfect. Turning, I look at the rest of the shop. “Why isn’t anyone sitting here?”
“It’s our table, little nympho.” Caden takes a seat and kicks out the chair beside him. Why am I surprised the horsemen have their own table here?
I give him a mischievous grin. “What? I get to sit in my own chair?”
“My lap’s always available. All you gotta do is ask nicely.” He smirks, and I swear my panties go up in flames.
Shaking my head, I lower into the chair he offered and get out my laptop and my English text. It may only be week three of school, but there’s a lot of homework already.
Jack brings our drinks and my pastry to the table. We’re just getting settled when almost a hush falls over the room. I glance up, wondering what could make that happen.
Luke walks in with Eli and Nico. If I thought the girls preened for Jack and Caden, they damn near strip naked for Luke, Eli, and Nico.
One very enterprising teenage girl gets up and stands in line behind them. She’s wearing a crop top that barely covers her tits. Her skirt barely covers her ass. I lean against Caden as I watch her brush against Nico.
This is fascinating. Does that shit really work? I mean, it better not on my guys, but if they weren’t bound to me, would they tap that?
Nico glances at her for half a second before turning back to his conversation with Eli. Their backs are to the girl when she turns and looks at her friends. They make encouraging hand gestures to her.
She clears her throat loudly, and Eli glances down at her disdainfully before turning back to order.
“I bet she stomps her foot.”
I glance up at Caden, who watches the drama with me.
“Nah, she’ll probably press her tits against Eli this time.” Jack sits back and takes a sip of his frozen coffee.
“Did that shit work on you guys?”
“Who am I to turn down a desperate girl?” Jack grins and winks.
I cock an eyebrow.
“That’s the thing, little nympho, that girl wants the reputation. She’d willingly go with any of us to the bathroom and blow us just so she could tell her friends she did. She wants the notoriety being with one of us brings.”
“Oh, she’s going with another tit brush.” Jack grins at Caden. “I win.”
“Wait for it.” Caden pauses. When neither of the guys turns around for the chick, she stomps her foot.
Shaking my head, I straighten and look down at my notes again. “This whole school is so fucking weird.”
“You’re not wrong about that.” Jack turns back to his book.
The others make their way over to us with their drinks. They pause at a table of what looks like other football players. Luke’s eyes lift to find mine, and I swallow.
My insides melt remembering how good he felt inside me. How he let me take control. It was so unlike him. A shiver races through me at the memory of his words.
Next time, I’m fucking you, princess.
I shift on my seat at the ache forming between my legs. The group of girls giggle as their unlucky companion rejoins them. A guy from another table comes over to chat her up.
“So weird,” I mutter. My phone buzzes.
Penny:
Missed you at the party last night
Nat:
Yeah, it was great!
Penny:
What are you doing today?
I mean, what could it hurt to tell them I’m having coffee with the horsemen while studying? The table of girls watch my guys walk past them to come join us. Yeah, there is that.
Me:
Studying. Got a ton of homework
Izzy:
Cool. We were going to study today too
Vicky:
I’ll text you the address in case you want to join *heart emoji*
I set my phone down as Luke stands behind me. Looking over my shoulder, I spout off, “Can I help you?”
His grin should have warned me. “You’re in my seat, princess.”
I glance at Jack and Caden, who both shrug. What the fuck. When I go to close my book so I can move to a different seat, Luke lifts me into the air and sits with me on his lap.
My legs fall open around his as I lean back against him. “Is this necessary?”
His lips brush my ear. “Just be glad I don’t ask for my shirt back.”
I grab the hem of the fabric, as if to hold it down. “You could have asked for it back at Caden’s.”
“I didn’t want it then.” He captures my earlobe in his mouth and sucks on it.
My heartbeat races, and my panties are definitely wet at this point.
“I need to study, Death.” My voice is breathless as I melt into him.
“I work better with an incentive.” Luke’s hands tighten on my hips. “What will you do to tempt me, princess?”
“There’s really no pressing urgency to make me want to help you work harder.” I lean forward to open my book back up.
He leans with me, covering my body with his. Every inch of me sparks with awareness. “Tempt me, princess.”
Tingles dance down my spine. I seriously need a break from these guys. My previously non-existent libido is on overdrive. Which is why that horny bitch inside me speaks for me.
“What do you want?” I turn my head to meet his gaze.
“How much homework do you have?” He looks at my books on the table.
“A paper in English that needs to be proofread. Statistics problem set. Reading for History.” I think through if there’s anything else. Pretty sure that’s it.
“I still have to write the paper for English. My Calc 2 problem set. And the reading for History.” His lips graze my ear again, causing goosebumps to cover me. “Turn around, princess.”
I glance around the table, but everyone but Jack is actually working. Jack’s watching us in fascination. He waves his hand. “Don’t mind me.”
Sighing, I stand and turn around to straddle Luke’s lap. He brushes a strand of hair behind my ear as our eyes lock. “Yes, Death?”
He grabs the back of my neck and captures my mouth. Aware of our audience, I try to keep from falling too deep into the kiss. But when Luke growls against my lips, I part them and let him in. My fingers dig into his hair as he plunders my mouth.
His cock hardens between my legs, and the last thing I want to do is study. He breaks off and we’re both breathing heavily as he rests his forehead against mine. The surrounding noise and chatter fill my ears, and my face gets hot.
I tug slightly on his hair. “That wasn’t very nice.”
“It was very wicked though.” He presses a quick kiss to my lips. “What will you give me if I finish before you?”
I don’t know how much time his problem set will take, but he hasn’t even written his paper yet, so I’m starting out with an advantage. But I don’t really trust Luke to not find a way around so he can win.
“A kiss?” I offer.
He smirks and leans into my ear, pressing his chest against mine. “The bathrooms here are hookup spots.”
I glance over at the bathrooms with my mouth gaping open. Seriously, the bathrooms? Ew.
“Focus, princess. If you beat me, I’ll go down on you in the bathroom. If I win, you go down on me.” He leans back to gauge my reaction.
“How about… no.” That doesn’t sound very sanitary, and all these people will know exactly what we’re doing in there. Not that I’m really worried about my reputation at this point. At least I have a reputation now.
His blue eyes burn with that fire that draws me every time. “If I check right now, I’ll find you wet and ready for it, won’t I?”
His fingers go to my jeans, but my hands grab his to stop him.
“What’s it going to be, Harper? You going to help motivate me, or am I going to finger fuck you at this table?”