Chapter 62 Death on My Mind
Death on My Mind
Harper
Nico gives me a kiss before we walk into the building and head to the lockers. When we get there, the guys glare at Nico, but he just smirks. Caden pulls me over to his locker and helps me get the books I need for the afternoon.
As I turn to face the rest of them, Eli stops and claims my mouth, kissing me like he wants to claim all of me. Sparks flood me from where his hands hold my hips and his lips meet mine.
When he backs off, Jack captures my lips in a kiss, making my head spin. I thought I’d get used to them kissing me. That it wouldn’t key me up every time, but it still does. Jack grins before passing me off to Caden.
Caden draws me back into his arms. He tips my chin up, and his lips crash down on mine, giving me his best devastating kiss before pushing me toward Luke. “Behave, little nympho.”
Easy for him to say. My lunch should have left me satisfied, but right now, I’m three seconds from pulling someone into a closet.
Luke takes my hand and leads me to class. The others give me nods as they head to their classes. They really don’t understand punishment if that’s their way of disciplining me. I might need to disobey more, because I’m buzzing from all the kisses.
As we near the classroom, Luke pushes me against the lockers and hovers over me. I figured he’d be the one who wouldn’t give in easily. That he would need to lecture me about how I should behave. But he really can’t complain. I was with a horseman.
Just not him.
His possessiveness hasn’t been as bad lately. But I did end up skipping out on lunch, and he didn’t get to lecture me more on how I shouldn’t have let the Cheermonsters win this round. My hands settle on his chest, and I can feel his steady heartbeat. Anticipation scatters through me.
I meet his eyes and wait, feeling his cock pressed against my stomach. The kisses and what I did with Nico in the car already have my insides flaming hot, but Luke’s nearness ignites them into an inferno.
He wraps his hand around my throat but doesn’t tighten it. Sparks spread through me at his touch. When he leans in, my breath catches in anticipation of his kiss. Instead, his lips touch my ear.
“Get the bathroom pass and wait for me.”
My heart pounds at the implication. Will he fuck me or punish me? Or both? Either way, my pussy throbs.
“We can’t miss class.” I release the breath I’m holding. I don’t really mean that, but I can’t just cave to Luke’s demands.
“I’ll make sure we get the lecture notes.” His eyes search mine. That cold look barely hides the heat inside them. “Don’t disobey me, princess.”
I narrow my eyes. I want to disobey him and I don’t at the same time. “Fine.”
He releases me and takes my hand, leading me into the classroom and to our seats. I lean back in my chair and get out my notebook. What will Luke do if I don’t get the pass? I glance over, and he’s watching me with those eyes.
Intimidating, yes. But fuck do I feel powerful, because he wants me. Even if he punishes me, he’ll get me off one way or another. Because we can’t help it when we’re together. We combust.
This morning, I wanted to draw him on top of me and feel him slide in so fucking deep as he fucked me hard. But then nothing. He didn’t fuck me. Didn’t make me suck him off.
We showered together, and this time between Luke and Caden, I got plenty of help with the soap, but that was it. Lots of foreplay, only one orgasm. It was a good orgasm, but there was all this promise of more. And nothing.
The bell rings, and Mr. Flack stands at the front of the class. He begins his lecture about Egypt and the pyramids. I take notes and try not to get distracted when Luke kicks my chair.
I want him to wait, so he can wait.
After a few minutes, he lets out a harsh breath. But before he can say anything, I raise my hand.
“Yes, Harper?” Mr. Flack stops mid-sentence. He actually seems hopeful I’ll have a question.
“May I use the bathroom pass?”
Mr. Flack’s face falls as he gestures to the pass.
Luke smirks as I stand, but I won’t make this easy for him. Especially since I don’t know what I’m getting. I grab the pass and head out the door and across to the bathroom.
I don’t know what I can plan, but something.
A toilet flushes, and I freeze. Someone else is in here. Oh, fuck. I can’t just go back out, they heard the door open. The door shuts behind me, and I make my way to the stalls.
The other stall door opens, and Sidney walks out. We both freeze as we stare at each other. I’m not sure what I’m supposed to do here. Just ignore her and head into the bathroom? How long before Luke comes in?
This is a mess. She’s wearing Luke’s jersey like she owns him. That makes my insides itch with the need to take it from her. He’s not hers. Not now.
“Harper Davidson. You seem to be everywhere these days.” Sidney grins and leans back on the stall. “You’re a popular little slut, aren’t you?”
“Yeah, I don’t know what I’m supposed to say to that.” I glance at the door and hope Luke wasn’t able to get the pass too. My gaze drops to Sidney’s hands. “Aren’t you going to wash your hands?”
She cocks an eyebrow, but moves over to the sinks. Her gaze finds mine in the mirror. “You know it won’t last, right? Eventually he’s going to want me back.”
“That’s assuming you had him before.” The words trip off my tongue like I’ve lost my mind. Am I trying to get into a catfight? Seriously my mom will ground me if she has to wake up and come to school to get my suspended ass because I fought in the girls’ bathroom.
Sidney laughs. “You don’t understand how this works, but how could you? You’re just a virgin.”
Not anymore, but she doesn’t need to know that. “Why don’t you explain it to me?”
“Luke and I have been fucking since we lost our virginities together.”
Okay, that’s a kick in the chest. It’s not like I didn’t know they had sex, but I didn’t know they lost their virginities to each other. I’m not sure if that makes what they have special. It doesn’t seem like something Luke would find special. Maybe it does in her mind?
“He didn’t tell you?” She sounds so fucking cocky.
She grabs paper towels to dry her hands and closes in on me while she talks.
“There’s a reason he keeps coming back to me.
Over and over again. We’ve always fucked.
I know exactly how he likes it. So while you may be something different he wants to sample, I’m who he always comes back to. ”
“Then you have nothing to worry about.” I shrug like she didn’t just squeeze my heart. I’m ignoring that, because I don’t know what it means and I don’t want to look too closely at that feeling.
That shit needs to be locked down, because Luke isn’t playing for keeps.
She throws her head back and laughs. “Of course I’m not worried. A girl like you could never be what he needs.”
Her gaze drops to take my measure. She gives me a fake sad face. “I’m sure you’ll get his cock in every one of your holes eventually, but that’s all you’ll be to him. A convenient place to stick his dick and get off. A toy he can use and throw away.”
I say nothing. This isn’t news to me. But she didn’t see his anger or taste his possessive kiss when I told him that last night. She didn’t feel his arm around me as I snuggled against him to fall asleep.
“I’m surprised he’s willing to share. But that just means he’ll need some one-on-one time and not sloppy seconds.” She steps back. “He likes to keep me all to himself.”
She turns to walk away, but stops as we both see Luke standing next to the door.
For a second, I swear her face shows her fear, but she smiles and all traces of it are wiped away. Maybe I imagined it. His eyes never leave me. They’re unreadable and cold. A shiver slides down my back.
“Looking for your toy?” Laughing, she walks over to him and dares to run her finger over his shoulder. That he lets her touch him is a slap in the face. “Let me know when you’re ready to come back to a real woman.”
She doesn’t wait for a reply but leaves the bathroom. When the door shuts, Luke reaches out and locks it. My already stampeding pulse kicks up a notch, but he doesn’t move toward me.
“What did she say, Harper?” Anger lingers in his every syllable, like it’s my fault she was here.
My instinct wants me to back away. To turn and run, but there’s nowhere to go and it won’t change anything. He can find me. He always does. I twist the ring on my finger.
Fuck it. I’ve done nothing wrong. I lift my chin and step forward. A spark of desire lights in his eyes.
“That you two lost your virginities together, so you’ll always go back to her.” I don’t need to hide what she said. If it’s true, I want to know. I can’t let it bother me. Even if it’s trying to burn a hole in my chest, it doesn’t mean anything. It just proves Sidney is a bitch.
Luke narrows his eyes and steps forward, but I hold my ground. “Yes, when we were thirteen, but that’s not why I fuck her.”
“Because she knows what you like?” I straighten and brace myself. It’s not like he doesn’t have all year to show me what he likes. He’s been training me since he claimed me.
Luke shakes his head as he closes in on me slowly. “She’s wrong.”
But that makes sense. Otherwise why would he keep going back to her? She has to have something he likes. Of course, he’s also been with eleven other women besides Sidney, and now me.
“She’s surprised you’re willing to share and says you keep her all to yourself. That I’m something different, but I’ll never be what you need.”
“And what did you say?” He stops in front of me, not touching me. Anticipation dances along my skin, waiting for his touch, craving it.
“That she has nothing to worry about then.”
That soft, seductive scent he wears intoxicates me. This morning, I smelled his cologne in the bottle when he wasn’t in the bathroom. It smells good, but there’s something about the chemicals that react with Luke to make that scent irresistible.
“You worried, princess?” His thumb slides down the side of my throat.
I swallow as my brain liquifies at his touch. “About?”
“Me going back to her?” His head lowers until his lips hover an inch above mine. His breath caresses my lips, and shivers cascade down my spine.
“Should I be?” I whisper, wanting nothing more than his kiss.
His hand slides around the back of my neck. My insides soften in readiness. My breathing hitches as need pulses through me.
His darkened eyes search mine. “You keep questioning our deal, Harper. You keep wondering when we’ll let you go.”
“It’s not unreasonable. You might regret committing to me for a year. You might do anything to get out of it.” I don’t really have an out, but the more time we spend together, the less I feel the need to break free. “All it would take is touching another girl.”
He tsks me, soft sounds that make my pussy throb. “You’re ours, princess. There’s no escaping it. You’re mine for as long as I want you to be.”
“Just like Sidney was yours?” The bitterness clings to my tongue. I hate the taste of it, and worse, I’m sharing it with him. It’s ammunition I’m willingly providing him.
He smiles. “Sidney was never mine, princess.”
His lips descend. Every thought dissolves into nothingness as he claims my mouth thoroughly. Wiping away any thoughts of him with her. Staking his claim deep inside me like no one else can.
Whimpering, I succumb to the madness of being Luke Foster’s. I wrap my arms around his neck, and he makes an appreciative noise in the back of his throat before he lifts me against the wall.
Wrapping my legs around his waist, I dig my fingers into his hair as I claim him back. For this year, he’s mine. No other woman can claim that. If he wants me, I’m his, because whatever burns between us is too hot for me to resist.