Harper's Little Spitfire (Harper's Series) (23 page)

“Of course. Hurry up if the storm’s coming. You don’t want to be out in it, Logan.”

“I know, Mum.”

He placed the plate on the counter, left the kitchen and made his way up the stairs to his room. Leaving the door half-open, he walked into the bathroom, stripped out of his jeans and slid under the shower. As the water cascaded down his body, his thoughts went to Sage. There was nothing innocent about the thoughts he was having of her.

Sage, naked and spread eagle on his bed, hands cuffed to the headboard as he held her thighs apart and devoured her. Her taste lingered on his tongue as the image played over and over in his head.

There was no way he was riding with an erection. The last time he had done that, he had chaffed from his jeans rubbing. It was painful for days after. He needed to release before he even got onto the back of a horse, and with having Sage there, straddling a horse, that wouldn’t help the matter either.

Groaning, he looked down; his cock jolted with the direction of his thoughts. His hand slid down the front of his chest and fisted his cock in his hand. He stood there with the water running down his body, his hand unmoving, not wanting for the desire to exit his body just yet, but the moans he heard in his head coming from Sage’s mouth drove him wild.

Resting his head against the wall, he began pumping his hand over his erection. Tightening his fist felt exactly what he imagined it would be like inside of her. Turning around he leaned his head against the wall as his hips started to rock with his movement.

He didn’t have time to prolong the enjoyment; it needed to be a quick release, something to take the edge off now, so he wouldn’t end up taking her as soon as they left the property.

All kinds of images of her and every kind of imaginable position he could muster up erupted inside of his head. Moaning, this was the only way he could have her and not scare her away from him.

It was the safest way for them both. Hitting the wall with his other fist, his back bowed off the wall as his release was fast approaching. It had never happened like this with anyone but her. Or rather with thoughts of how it would be with being with her. Maybe if he spoke to her after their time spent together, he could finally fulfil what he wanted and give her every part of him, and she would accept him the way he was.

Shaking his head, Logan knew he couldn’t do it straight away; he needed to take his time, ease her into what he wanted, with what he wanted to do to her. Between him and his brothers, they all wanted the same thing from her, yet they never spoke about the extent of that desire.

It wasn’t something that came up in a normal conversation, but it would need to be said. They needed to talk about what exactly they wanted from her, besides the obvious.

Turning his back away from the shower door, he continued stroking himself. They would all need to take their time with Sage at the cabin, give her exactly what she deserved before taking what they needed. She came first, no matter what he or they wanted.

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S
age headed up the stairs after leaving the kitchen. She was a little shocked when Mrs Harper told her that Logan was looking for her. The first thing that popped into her head was him waiting for her on his bed, naked, but she pushed that thought aside.

He wouldn’t be doing that for her. She needed to get her head straight. What had happened between them was a one-time thing; she was never going to experience being with all four of them at one time, or three of them since Mac had made his feelings clear.

Stepping down the hall, she noticed that his door was open. Peeking her head in, she didn’t see him anywhere in the room. Walking into his room, glancing around and not seeing him anywhere, she was ready to look elsewhere for him when she heard a noise coming from the bathroom.

Walking softly towards the door, it was pushed to, but had a sizable crack that she peered through. Without pushing the door further open, she heard the shower on and looked in that direction.

Gasping, she saw Logan in the shower, dripping wet, his back to her as he faced the wall. She inched forward not touching anything, and stood closer to the door, just watching him.

He was gorgeous. His tanned skin looked darker in the white-tiled shower. Sage’s eyes slowly drifted down his back, at his muscles bunching; his ass was taut as he stood there, facing away from her prying eyes.

Suddenly, his body turned and his back hit the wall; her eyes shot to his face. His eyes closed, head thrown back, as her own eyes devoured him. She watched as water ran down over his chest; his nipple rings glistened in the sunlight coming through the window. His stomach pulled taut, she gasped once her eyes landed further down. She couldn’t take them away, even if she tried.

Looking back to his face, eyes still closed, she glanced back down and watched as his own hand slid over his erection.
Sweet mother loving Jesus!
She had dreamed of watching him get himself off right in front of her; she dare not pinch herself in case she woke up. Clamping her thighs together, she held back the whimper that wanted to escape. She pushed the door open enough to step in without making a sound.

His moans echoed around the large bathroom, sending her body into overdrive. Her sex clenched at wanting him badly inside of her. Moving away from the entrance, she softly closed the door, lifting the handle so the lock wouldn’t make a sound and leaned against it while she stared at Logan.

She didn’t want to be turned on by the scene playing out in front of her, but how could she not be, seeing a tanned, muscly, blond, green-eyed, full-blown male masturbating right in front of her? Any hot-blooded woman would be crazy not to respond sexually to that. She had to fight her body’s need; it was hard to turn around and walk back out the door. Her body betrayed her and stayed where it was.

Her hands gripped the front of her singlet at her stomach as she watched his other hand slide down his body and begin to fondle his balls.

She couldn’t hold back the whimper as it left her mouth. His body froze completely as her eyes stayed glued to his cock in hand.

“Spitfire,” he gasped.

Swallowing, her eyes found his staring at her across the bathroom.
Fuck!
She had been caught watching as he jacked off. Turning around, she put her hand on the door handle, ready to open and sprint from the room.

“Don’t. Please,” his voice rasped.

She couldn’t turn and face him, not wanting to see the look that covered his face. She was embarrassed at being caught as she watched on.

She heard the shower door open, and she spun around to face him. Her eyes went straight to his cock, water dripping everywhere over him. Licking her lips, Sage wanted nothing more than to lick every possible drop off his body. His erection twitched; her eyes shot to his, and her breath hitched at the lust in his eyes.

“Is there something you wanted, spitfire?”

His hand wrapped around himself and slid ever so slowly along the length of him. He was torturing her, standing dripping wet, looking sexy as hell and aroused.

Her hand gripped the towel rack to her side as he stood back from the shower door, never once taking his eyes from hers, and continued to stroke himself.

Her panties were soaked; her core clenched, wanting him to fill her completely. Her nipples hardened and pushed against her singlet. His eyes roamed down her body and fastened there. Her breathing came in short pants as his hand slid along him.

Taking a step, one at a time towards the shower, her breathing echoed loudly in the room, mixing with his fast breathing. Every step she took, his hand slid over his erection faster.

She could feel his eyes roaming over her body, but hers were glued to his erection. She couldn’t take them away from the sexy sight right in front of her. One step left and she was standing right in front of the shower door.

Her eyes latched onto his, opening her mouth ready to say something, but her voice didn’t work. Her tongue stuck out and ran over her bottom lip as her eyes followed a trail of water running down his chest.

Suddenly, his hand shot out and pulled her into the shower. Water instantly soaked her clothing as she stood under the spray, resting her hands over his chest; she gasped in pleasure as his mouth found hers. He nipped at her lip as his hands gripped the side of her, unmoving. Logan’s body pressed against her, his leg moving between hers, while her hands slid over his chest.

Their connection immediately threw her distance and need for self-preservation out the window. She wanted him, them. Mentally kicking herself, she knew she was a damn fool to ever think that she could numb and ignore her feelings for them and her body’s response to them any longer. She wasn’t going to fight them anymore. She was taking what they wanted to give her and more. No more holding back.

She tugged on his nipple ring, causing him to growl into her mouth. Removing her mouth from his, needing air, she tilted her head to the left as his mouth nipped and sucked along her neck. His head fell back against the wall; her hips rocked against him as he pushed harder against her.

Pushing him back, she dropped to her knees, and without a word being said, she took him in hand and flicked her tongue over the tip of him. The salty taste of him had her moaning before her mouth descended his length.

He hissed as her mouth closed around him. Sage’s teeth ran lightly up and down, her other hand pumping as she began to slide over him. He gripped the side of her head, guiding her along his shaft. Long deep strokes, then short ones, had her moaning around him.

His fingers tightened in her hair, forcing her to look up at him; Logan’s head was thrown back and pure lust covered his face. Reaching up, she fondled his balls; her other hand slid down her body and pushed below her shorts until she found her hard throbbing bud.

Circling it as his cock slid in and out of her mouth, he thickened. Knowing he was only seconds away from exploding, she tightened her lips around him, sucking harder.

“Fuck!” he groaned.

His hips pumped faster and he gripped her head with both hands, controlling the pace. She wasn’t letting up; she wanted to taste him. She moaned around him as her own release was coming fast. Her knees rocked back and forth against her fingers as his hands tightened in her hair.

Whimpering around him, wanting to be filled, his hips shot forward, the tip of him hitting the back of her throat. Sage swallowed around his cock, gripping him there. His body froze as his release shot from him and slid down her throat. Swallowing every bit of him, she continued to move her mouth along him until he sagged against the wall.

Removing her mouth slowly from him, she sat back panting for air, her hand still down her pants, lightly circling her clit. She needed to come.

Logan reached down and helped her up. He removed her hand from her shorts and pushed his there to replace hers. As soon as his fingers grazed over her sensitive clit, she swayed from the pleasure that coursed through her body. Gripping his arms for leverage, he pushed her shorts and thong down over her hips and down her legs as she stood there naked from the waist down.

His eyes glazed over as they ran over her body. She knew her shirt was see-through and the white bra she wore didn’t hide the fact that he could see her now extremely hard nipples. His lips latched onto her neck as his finger began a slow torture, rubbing over her bud. Her thighs pressed together, locking his hand there as he continued down her neck, over the swell of her breast and pulled her nipple into his mouth.

His teeth pulled as his tongue flicked over her nipple, her back arching away from the wall as another finger joined the first one and rubbed harder, pinching, pulling her clit. Her body was on fire; the heat radiating from their bodies plastered together was welcoming.

He knelt down in front of her, his mouth at her navel, sliding his tongue along her stomach to her hip and back to above her pubic area. His hands slid between her legs, pushing them apart, and before any words could leave her lips, his mouth was on her clit.

One hand held her open and his lips surrounded her bud and sucked. Flicking his tongue constantly over and over the bud, her body quivered form the onslaught of pleasure flowing through her veins.

He didn’t let up. “Oh, God, Logan, please,” she moaned as her hips rocked back and forth against his mouth. Growling against her, she felt his finger circle her opening, only entering her enough and pulling back out. Gripping her thigh, he lifted both of her legs over his shoulders, spreading her completely wide for him. Gripping the top of the shower so she didn’t fall, his mouth found her again. His lips wrapped around her clit as his fingers traced over her entrance, slowly one way, then slower the next; it was killing her. Her body began to shake from the pure pleasure he was giving her, his lips never leaving her clit as he thrust two fingers into her.

Her hips shot forward, rocking back and forth against his thrusts. He growled as she tightened her thighs around his head; the vibration sent her body into over-drive.

Twisting his fingers, hitting that magical spot, he gripped her thighs, keeping them open enough to take control. Sage’s body ached for release. Her thighs began to shake. Gripping harder onto the wall, she rode his mouth.

“Logan,” she gasped as he added a third finger and slid into her possessively. Her walls clamped around him, his teeth holding her clit. Flicking his tongue continually over the bud, her body bowed from the wall as she screamed out his name, erupting around his fingers. He kept up the fast pace, wanting more from her. Gasping, pulling in as much air as she could as he removed his fingers, Logan plunged his tongue into her. In, out, swirling left and right. Hard strokes then shallow strokes. The second orgasm came out of nowhere when she screamed a second time.

He slowed his pace and removed his mouth but continued sliding in and out with his fingers. Every nerve ending was alive; every jolt sent her body into spasms. She had never orgasmed that quickly after the first one. As she looked down at Logan, his now dark hooded green eyes told her he was nowhere close to being finished.