Harper's Little Spitfire (Harper's Series) (32 page)

Adjusting himself, he walked carefully back down the hallway and into the lounge room. He’d easily ignored the pain he was in when he was with Sage talking about cocks and her sitting on his face. How the hell was he wanting to be inside of her, when he was in pain? But that’s exactly what she did to him. Made him forget everyone and everything but her.

Shaking his head, Caleb needed to get better and quickly. There was no way on this earth he could wait that long to be back inside of her. Walking back into the lounge, Kaidence glared at him from across the room. It didn’t matter that Sage had forgiven him, not that she exactly said the words, but by her actions, it seemed she had. He needed to be careful next time, or he wouldn’t have any balls left.

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age sat in the backseat of Zeb’s truck as they drove away from the Harper’s ranch. She loved spending time there; it had been a while since the last time she was there last, and she promised herself she wouldn’t leave it so long again.

Kaidence, Bri and Lilly rode back in Caleb’s truck. She was stunned that he had let anyone besides his brothers drive his baby—his words. She had to hold back her laugh several times as Caleb stood going over everything with his truck. Bri was the one driving, and by the grin she gave her, she was so going to push Caleb’s buttons.

Coming up to a merging lane, Bri planted her foot and zoomed past them.

“I’m going to strangle her,” Caleb growled.

“She’s only doing it to get to you,” Sage told him.

“She totals my truck, and she will know about it.”

Zeb sat at the wheel chuckling slightly. Logan was to her left, Caleb to her right in the backseat. She was glad that Zeb’s truck was huge, or she’d be squashed between them, although she wouldn’t complain. She sighed in contentment.

She curled towards Logan, resting her hand on his thigh. His lips brushed over her hair as his arm tightened around her shoulders.

She was horny as hell. After standing in the hallway with Caleb, she had been so close to exploding that the slightest touch more from him would have sent her over the edge. She needed a release; she was in pain from being so wound up. She wanted Caleb but didn’t want to injure him more than he already was. She wasn’t mocking him in any way, but she wasn’t going to allow him to hurt himself even more.

She wanted him to get better before anything more happened between them, but keeping sex from him was killing her. Although it had only been a few hours since he had her against the wall at the ranch, she needed something, anything from them.

She knew that his injury would never stop him, but she wasn’t allowing it. However, there were others things they could do just like he suggested, and that was the only thing he was going to get from her for now. She innocently slid her hand along Logan’s thigh, turning her body more into him.

Caleb shifted beside her, obviously getting comfortable. Turning her head his way, she saw his eyes closed as he rested against the door.

Facing back towards Logan, she inched her hand up his leg, stroking up to the top of his thigh, then back down. She noticed his breathing speed up; his arms tightened further around her. Looking up at him, his eyes were closed as well, head resting back against the seat.

Well, he was obviously trying to fight the desire throbbing through him, but she wasn’t. Shifting her hand up and covering the hard bulge in his jeans, he hissed as she added pressure, rubbing over him.

Caleb’s thigh rubbed against hers as he shifted slightly beside her. Being between both of them like this had memories of last night flashing before her. She moaned as Logan lifted his hips into her hand.

His lips brushed over her ear, sending shivers through her body, nipping her earlobe. “You’re playing with fire, sweetheart,” he groaned, as he held her hand to the front of his jeans.

Her eyes shifted to the front of the vehicle, and she found Zeb staring at her in the mirror. She could see the lust in his eyes as he watched her. Her desire spiked higher. Dropping her hand from Logan’s lap and unclipping her belt, she faced the front and parted her legs. Never taking her eyes from Zeb’s, she sucked on her middle finger, slid her hand down her body and under her jeans. Her hips lifted as she found her tight bud and began circling it.

“Jesus Christ, Sage,” Logan cursed beside her.

Her hips rocked against her finger as pleasure erupted through her body. Lifting her other hand, she pinched her nipple through her shirt and moaned at the little bit of pain-pleasure from it.

She needed them. She wanted their touch, taste, anything and everything from them. She needed their closeness; her body craved it and so did her heart.

Logan turned in his seat and faced her, his hands undoing her jeans. Opening her eyes, she looked at him.

“Turn around and lean against Caleb. I want to watch you play with yourself. But we need to remove these first,” he said, tapping her jeans.

Whimpering, she looked over her shoulder at Caleb and noticed him staring at her too. She gasped as Logan reached for her and spun her around. Immediately, Caleb’s arm wrapped around her under her breasts, tracing the swell of them through her shirt.

Logan pulled her jeans off with no difficulty and sat back facing her. “Show me what you were doing, spitfire,” Logan ordered, licking his lips.

She had never got herself off in front of anyone, besides that time when Mac walked into her room. She had always been way too shy to do that. But it was the Harper brothers here now, waiting for her to do exactly that. That changed things.

Swallowing the lump in her throat, and with a shaky hand, she slid it back down to where she was and began rubbing over her clit.

Caleb’s hand tightened over her breast as his thumb stroked over her tight nipple. Her hips shot up as her pace quickened. She gasped as she felt Logan’s hand pull her panties away from her, exposing her to him. He held them away from her body as he watched her hand move between her legs.

He leant forward, breathing her in. “God, you drive me crazy, spitfire. I want to taste you so fucking bad, I ache.” He rubbed his erection against her foot.

She whimpered at the thought of him leaning down and running his tongue through her lips, tasting her, and then taking her throbbing clit into his mouth.

A ripping sound echoed through the truck before her legs were widened further, and Logan’s body shifted. Before she had time to think, his warm mouth covered her clit. Gripping the side of Caleb’s leg, she pushed herself into his mouth more.

The truck went left suddenly but was righted straight away. “Sorry,” Zeb mumbled huskily.

Logan’s teeth tugged at her bud. His finger circled her opening before he slid in. Her walls tightened around his finger, making him growl against her clit. Her back arched off the seat, but Caleb held her down the best he could as Logan continued sucking.

His mouth pulled away; her eyes opened and found him looking at her. Pulling out, he added another finger with the first. His other hand massaged her thigh as he slid back and forth.

Caleb lifted her shirt above her breasts. Her eyes rolled into the back of her head as Caleb pinched and pulled on her nipple. Logan’s fingers slid faster and faster, deeper and deeper, and hit that bundle of nerves over and over again. Her orgasm was fast approaching. Clenching around his digits, she dug her heels into the seat and lifted up, forcing him deeper. His fingers curled, and his thumb pressed hard against her clit, rubbing frantically as Caleb twisted her nipple in between his fingers.

“Oh, shit!” she cried out. Her hips rocked with Logan’s thrusting of his fingers as she screamed out at the force of her release. Logan growled and dropped his mouth to her pussy, ploughing his tongue inside of her, tasting her, driving her closer and closer to her next orgasm.

His mouth ripped away from her suddenly and he sat back up. Lifting her and placing her legs on either side of him, he had her facing him. Logan pushed his hand between them, released his erection from the confinements of his jeans, and moaned when she slid along it.

Gripping her hips, she leaned back and rested her hands on his knees as he looked between them, all watching what she was doing.

Caleb turned slightly where he was, undid his jeans and gripped himself in hand, stroking over his hard length.

Logan shifted her slightly forward until the head of his cock rested at her opening, pushing slightly in, her walls clenching around him. Both moaning, he slid lower down in the seat, and in one powerful thrust, he was fully seated inside of her.

Gripping his shoulders, Logan held her hips and began rocking them. Back. Forth. Back. Forth. She twisted her hips from side to side, loving the moan coming from his lips. Grinning and loving that she was doing the same thing to him as he was to her.

“Fuck, I love how tight you are around my cock, spitfire,” he gritted out.

She lifted up and slid back down along his erection. Doing the same movement again, but twisting her hips at the same time, she moaned as he hit every single nerve inside of her.

The truck had stopped moving. Glancing over her shoulder, she found Zeb watching on, his own hand slid over his cock at the same pace she was doing with Logan’s.

Her eyes went to Caleb next, and she groaned as she watched his hand slide faster and faster over his hardness. She licked her lips as a drop of pre-cum sat at the tip of his cock. Lifting her hand away from Logan’s leg, she reached over and gripped her hand over Caleb’s. His hand moved and wrapped around hers as they both began stroking him.

Logan’s hips shot up, his fingers digging into the side of her hips as he held her there, pounding into her. Caleb’s head banged against the back window when both their hands slid faster over him. His back curved from the backseat as his body pulled taut. Her hand squeezed him as she felt the first spurt of cum hit her hand.

Watching as he ejaculated and continued sliding his cock between her grip, she sat back slightly and quickened her paced. As she slid up, Logan slammed up as she came down on him. Her breathing was heavy as she kept up with him. Zeb grunted in the front as he released, and just hearing both of them erupting had her on the verge of another one.

Letting go of Caleb, she reached for Logan’s nipple rings and pulled. His thrusts became urgent, her head thrown back as her hips moved with his.

“Damn, spitfire. I don’t think I can last much longer. I need you to come,” Logan panted, sliding his hand between them, flicking her clit. Sage gasped as a jolt of pleasure shot through her. Grinding harder on him, he leaned her back; her head rested on the folded seat in front, as he knelt up and fucked her like this was his last day.

The noise of his thighs hitting the back of hers while he hammered into her echoed through the truck. She held onto the seats in front for leverage. Tightening around him, he growled, slamming harder and harder into her. 

Her head rolled back and screamed out as her body bowed with the extent of the orgasm that ripped through her.

Logan pumped ferociously; his cock thickened further, and then he roared when she felt him explode inside her pulsating pussy. 

His body continued to spasm at the force of his release. His head rested on her chest while she tried to get her breathing back to normal.

Lifting from her, he pulled her back up and wrapped his arms around her waist, nuzzling his face into her neck. The two-day growth that covered his face rubbed over her sensitive skin. Shivering as it tickled her, she pushed him away, giggling, knowing he was doing it on purpose.

“I love that sound,” Caleb rasped beside her.

She looked over at him and smiled. His hand lifted, tracing over her bottom lip. Her tongue darted out and licked the tip of his thumb. The need and want she could see in his eyes had her blood pumping south again, but she was exhausted, to say the least.

Leaning her head against his shoulder, she groaned as Logan slid out of her, but she didn’t move straight away. The truck’s engine came to life, making her jump, then they were moving slowly back on the road.

Facing Caleb, she watched as he fixed himself up and zipped up over his semi-erect cock. Logan shifted forward slightly as something was passed over the front, and then sat back.

Sitting sideways on his lap, he held a thin blanket in his hand. Sliding off him, she grabbed her jeans and pulled them on, not worrying about the destroyed panties lying on the ground. Logan held his arm out as she shifted closer and lay her head down on his thigh. Lying the blanket over her, she curled up into his body.

Logan’s hand stroked up and down her back as her eyes drifted closed. She heard the boys talking, but she was too tired to listen to what they were saying. A few moments later, she fell asleep.

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everal days had passed since they had all left the ranch. Logan wanted nothing more than to be back there, instead of sitting here in the damn conference room, waiting on Mac to arrive for his bloody meeting he had set up with a potential client.

Zeb, Caleb, and several of their security workers sat at the large table as the owner of Wild Secrets sat opposite them. Looking at his watch again, Mac was twenty minutes late for his own damn appointment.

Not waiting a second longer, he stood from his chair. “Gentlemen, I apologise for the tardiness of my brother. If you are still considering using Harper’s Security Corp as your security team, I’d be more than happy to go over the specifications with you.”

Both men across from him spoke quietly to each other and then finally nodded his way.
Mac was fucking lucky we didn’t lose this!
They hadn’t gotten the contract signed yet, but he was hopeful.

Finally, after the longest two hours of his life, Logan dropped into his chair behind his office desk and ripped off the stupid tie he had to wear. Zeb and Caleb followed him into his office after they had left the conference room with another contract under their belt.

“I seriously didn’t think we would get that one,” Caleb said in relief, trying to get comfortable on the two-seater sofa.