Chapter 34 #2
Yes
War (Caden):
Could have used a new dance video, little nympho
Smiling, I text back.
Not happening
Apocalypse (Nico):
I didn’t get to see the original videos
It’s nothing
Death (Luke):
Just our girl putting on a show
Not for you guys
Pestilence (Eli):
Maybe not at the time, but now we’re the only ones who have access
My cheeks heat as flames burst inside me.
Me:
Am I allowed to
I don’t hit send as I try to figure out a way to phrase it.
Me:
help myself if you guys aren’t available?
Every name pops up with dots. I bite out a laugh and shake my head.
War (Caden):
Give me ten and I’ll be there to assist you in your time of need
*winky face emoji*
*eggplant emoji*
Pestilence (Eli):
You know the rules, kitten
Apocalypse (Nico):
I volunteer as tribute!
Death (Luke):
Still needy after this afternoon, princess?
I shake my head and lie down in my bed with the chat next to me as they debate the best way to handle my request. My eyelids shut and I can’t stay awake.
My bed sinks next to me and I reach out an arm to wrap around Luke. Denim? I open my eyes to a dim light beside me in the bed. Not my phone, but Jack on his laptop. He still has on his jeans and t-shirt and a set of headphones.
When I shift to sit up, his attention focuses on me and he hits a key on his laptop.
“What time is it?” I whisper and rub the sleep from my eyes.
“One.” He removes his headphones. “You should sleep, sweetheart.”
Even in the dim light from the screen, I can see the bags under his eyes. I glance at the screen and it’s footage from the second bug in Sidney’s room.
“Is this saved?” I cock an eyebrow at him.
He nods. Good. I close the laptop and put it on the nightstand on my side.
“You need sleep, Jack.”
He shakes his head. “Too much to do.”
“It will wait.” I straddle his lap and tug his shirt free.
“There’s only one of me. If I don’t—”
I put my finger against his lips. “There’s only one of you, Jack. If you don’t sleep, something bad might happen to you. I don’t want to lose you.”
His dark blue eyes search mine in the light pooling from the moon on the bed. When I lift his shirt, he raises his arms for me to take it off.
I sit back and undo his jean button and zipper. Cupping his jaw, I say, “Sleep tonight.”
He nods and I slip off his lap so he can stand and take off his jeans, leaving him in his boxers. I push the sheets back so he can climb into bed with me, bringing his crisp apple scent.
“I saw your text earlier.” His deep voice is quiet in my room. He trails a finger down the center of me on my pajamas before cupping my pussy with his warm hand.
I suck in a breath as need floods me.
“Did you take care of yourself, sweetheart?” He hovers over me, not quite touching me anywhere else.
I shake my head.
“Pity.” He lowers until his breath fans my lips and presses his finger against my clit over my clothes. “Do you still need me?”
“Yes, Jack.” I run my hands behind his neck and into his thick hair. “I need you.”
He claims my mouth as our bodies press together. He works on taking off my pajamas as I work on getting his boxers off. We’re quiet as we touch each other. He strokes over my breasts, down my stomach, between my legs. As I explore his chest, abs, and his cock.
Our mouths stay locked together as he shifts over me, drawing my knees up and out before slotting his cock against my wet entrance. When he eases inside me, I gasp into his mouth at how good he feels.
His bare chest rubs against my breasts as we rock together. When my bed squeaks, we both freeze and a giggle escapes me. Jack rests his head next to mine on the pillow.
His chuckle is low against my ear. “What do you think your mom would do if she walked in?”
“Offer us a condom?” I giggle and run my hands down his back. His cock pulses inside me. The fire still burns inside, but it’s not as urgent.
He lifts and looks down at me as his hips rock against mine. A little moan escapes me. “You want me to use a condom?”
I shake my head as he thrusts in deep. “I like the feel of you inside me.”
He kisses along my jaw. “I like the way you feel.”
He eases his hand between us and his shadowed face looks down at mine. “You want to come?”
I arch up against him. “Please, Jack.”
He circles my clit. “I’d give up all my sleep to have you in my arms.”
I cover my mouth when I feel the moan building inside me. His cock slides in and out while his fingers stroke over me until I can’t even think. The tension winds tighter and tighter until it snaps.
I muffle my own moan as my release takes me under.
“So fucking sexy, Harper.” Jack thrusts into me harder, careful not to make the bed squeak again. Though Mom wouldn’t hear it unless she’s in the hallway. Every thrust pushes me higher again as I lift my hips to meet his, straining against him.
He claims my mouth and we both groan, toppling over the edge together. His cock jerks as my pussy clenches around him, and he fills me with his warm cum.
“Fuck, sweetheart.” Jack wraps his body around mine and blows out his breath. He rolls us to the side and kisses me softly. “Good?”
I smile and curl into him. “Better now that you’re here.”
He strokes his fingers down my back.
“Promise me you’ll sleep?” I rub my thumb along his stubbled jaw.
“Promise.”