32. The Bonfire
The Bonfire
Harper
“Are you okay, sunshine?” Nico asks.
We’ve been sitting on his bed, both of us reviewing drug house footage for the past half hour.
“What?” I lift my gaze to his. He’s concerned. I straighten a little. “Why?”
He sets his tablet on the nightstand and takes my hand in his. “You’ve been quiet, and there’s a lot going on. I just wanted to see where your head is with all this.”
Leaning against his shoulder, I sigh. “I’ve never been to the bonfire before. It just seems risky. I know I have to go, and I know I have to stand with Zach, but I don’t want to. It would be different if I was standing with one of you.”
I tug at the fabric of his athletic pants. When Zach approached us in the cafeteria, both Nico and Caden were ready to throw down if I was the least bit uncomfortable. Zach just smirked and acted like it was completely normal for him to talk to me.
So I pretended it was normal. It so wasn’t.
“You don’t have to go tonight.” Nico lifts my hand to his lips and presses a kiss against it. “You could stay here with me and pretend to be sick. What’s the worst thing that could happen? You get kicked off the court?”
“And back down?” Who I was before would have hid. “I can’t hide, Nico. That’s how I got through this so far, but I can’t go back to being that girl. I don’t know that I ever really was that girl.”
“You weren’t when I knew you, Harper.”
I pull away and turn so I can look him in the eyes. “This is something I have to face. I can’t just waste the rest of my high school career waiting for it to be over. That’s what I’ve been doing. I want to enjoy these moments. And spend them with the guys I love. I don’t want to be afraid anymore.”
Nico smiles and cups my jaw. “I wish you never had to hide. I wish I’d been here and dragged you into the light and hadn’t tried to keep you my secret.”
Holding his hand against my face, I turn to press a kiss into it. “We wouldn’t be who we are now. We wouldn’t have this.”
And I want this. I want Luke and Jack and Eli and Caden and Nico. Being with just one of them would break me. I’d feel guilty for wanting their friends.
“We’re good, right?” I look at his knee. “I mean...”
Fuck. It feels like he’s not getting enough in this relationship even though we’ve been together more. I glance back at the closed door. His mother hasn’t come up to check on us for a while. But maybe she won’t.
I sigh. “You and I aren’t getting time together as much because of your injury. I don’t want you to feel like you’re an afterthought. Because you aren’t.”
He smiles and tilts his head. “I get even more time with you now, sunshine. We get to rebuild our friendship every afternoon. Do I miss having you ride my cock? Hell, yes, but that doesn’t mean we aren’t working on building who we are together.”
I take his hand in both of mine. “This is such a weird relationship. We started with sex and now we’re building our friendship?” I cock an eyebrow at him and give him a teasing smile.
“If you want to go back to sex, I’m more than willing to satisfy your every need.”
I laugh, but a low burning ache is building inside me. “It’s not like I need sex all the time.”
His eyes darken as he lowers his voice. “You sure? Cause it looks like you could use a little reassurance. Lock the door, sunshine.”
My insides burn, but I look at his leg.
He tips up my chin so our eyes meet. “We’ll take it slow. If anything hurts, I’ll tell you.” He chuckles and rubs his thumb over my lower lip. “I’ll even let you do all the work.”
I shake my head but go over to the door and click the lock. This will help me get out of my head for a while at least.
Nico
Is it the perfect time to have sex? Probably not, but Harper seems to need a distraction, and while watching hours of fuckboy wannabes play videogames and trash talk each other is mind numbing, it doesn’t exactly get you out of your head.
She returns to me without any false modesty or seductive sway of her hips. Not like some girls do. No, my girl doesn’t need to put on a show. She knows exactly what she wants and isn’t afraid to take it anymore. I’ve never seen someone as sexy as Harper.
She smiles and sits on the bed next to my hip. “So what do you want me to do?”
“Do you want me to tell you exactly what to do or do you just want to play with each other until we figure out what we like best?” I arch an eyebrow.
The others like to order her around and while I’m not opposed, I want to do what she wants today.
I’m just happy to get this time alone with her.
“I’m willing to order you around, sunshine.
But I’m confident we can fuck each other without having the whole thing scripted out. ”
When we’re all six together, we almost need someone to direct so things don’t get awkward real fast. But just like on the football field, we’re able to work as a unit when it comes to pleasuring Harper.
She glances over her shoulder at the door and bites her lower lip. I lift my hand and tug her lip free.
“Mom’s not going to come bursting in on us, but we should probably keep it somewhat quiet.” I trace my thumb over the curve of her lower lip.
She grabs her shirt and lifts it off over her head. Her ponytail swings behind her as she reveals her bra. This part never gets old. The flush of her arousal flows from her neck down to the top of her breasts. That’s all mine. I put that there.
“Are you just going to sit there and stare at my boobs?” She arches an eyebrow playfully.
“They’re very nice boobs, but they’d be better without the bra in the way.” I lean back onto the pillow and give her a cocky smile. “I thought you were going to do all the work?”
She shakes her head and laughs but reaches behind herself to undo her bra clasp.
I’ve seen Harper naked a lot. I swear it’s the guys’ favorite pastime to make Harper strip, but I can’t say that I’m complaining.
Her breasts are perfect with just the right amount of weight to them, and when we touch them, she’s so fucking responsive.
She drops her bra off the edge of the bed and kneels beside my hip. “I can’t do everything. You’re going to have to sit up so I can get your shirt off.”
I could protest. We don’t have to be naked to fuck, but I love the feeling of her soft curves pressed against me.
I sit up, careful not to shift my leg in the brace. She straddles my lap and reaches for the hem of my shirt, lifting it. I raise my arms for her. When she tosses my shirt onto the floor, I don’t resist the temptation before my face. Leaning in, I capture her nipple with my mouth.
Heaven. That’s what Harper tastes like. She smells like vanilla and tastes like heaven.
Her breath catches in her throat as I hold her hips, pressing her tight against my straining cock.
There are still too many layers between us.
My pants and boxers, and her panties. The skirt?
It can stay or go. Either way works really.
She threads her hands through my hair and presses me closer. I take more of her breast into my mouth before she pulls my head back. When I lift my gaze to hers, I grin and lick my lips.
“You know you want me to suck on the other one.” I wink at her. “I can do the work of five guys if I need to.”
She laughs softly and leans in to capture my lips. She stops right before our lips meet, a breath between us. “I only need one guy right now, Nico.”
My heart swells as we reexplore each other’s mouth. Her bare breasts press against my chest, warm skin rubbing against warm skin. There’s not much better than this. I could spend hours rediscovering every inch of Harper.
But while Mom doesn’t come up often, she will eventually check on us. Giving us enough time but not infinite amounts of time. Not like a night alone in bed together. I can’t wait to be able to have her alone for a night again. But I’ll enjoy having her with me after school.
I trail kisses down her neck before capturing her other nipple. She gasps softly, stifling a moan. I make a pleased hum in the back of my throat. This girl, when she’s vocal, is everything.
I lift my head and meet her eyes. “Take off your panties.”
She gives me a cocky grin and turns to look at the door. “You’re sure we won’t be interrupted?”
“I’m confident we can both come at least once before my mom decides to check on us.”
She looks uncertain. I kiss her clavicle and reach for my phone. I fire off a quick text message and toss my phone to the side.
Harper looks at me, then at my phone, and back at me expectantly.
“What?” I smirk.
She waits for me to tell her what I’ve done, but I’m not going to. Instead, I trail kisses along her shoulders and up her neck.
“I’ll put my shirt back on,” she threatens with a soft moan as I hit that spot on her neck that always makes her need more. “If you don’t tell me what you sent.”
“I told her I needed time to fuck you.”
She gasps and tries to get off me. I hold her tight and laugh.
“Kidding. I’m only kidding. We’re out of ice cream, so I asked if she’d go get some.”
A little beep of a car lock sounds outside the window and we both turn to look, even though it’s impossible to see the driveway. A car starts up and then drives away.
“You want to be loud, sunshine?” I grind her hips down on my cock.
She moans. “You could have just told me that.”
“And ruin the surprise?” I chuckle as she stands and undoes her skirt, letting it flutter around her feet before she shimmies out of her panties. I put my hands behind my head and just take in how fucking lucky I am in this moment.
Yes, I’m out of football for the season, but I’ve got my girl and my friends. There’s bullshit to deal with at school, but there’s always bullshit to deal with at school.
She climbs next to me on the bed and draws my pants down enough to free my cock. “How long will your mom be gone?”
There’s this wicked spark in her eyes.
“Do you want me to track her, sunshine?” I run the backs of my fingers over her bare hip up the dip in her waist to tease the underside of her breast. “Or just wait and see what happens?”