Poor little thing was hesitant. She carefully peeked under the table before looking back at me.
That’s right. Better get your ass down there.
I wasn’t making it any easier on her. When Harper moved to duck down, I reached in my jeans and blatantly readjusted myself.
For a second I thought she was going to abandon her quest and walk away. But the sneaky little liar thought she could outsmart me. Harper tiptoed around to a side of the table where I couldn’t see her disappear under the lacy pink cloth. Well, that wouldn’t do.
I was up and over there before she could back out.
Let me just say, seeing some chick on porn crawling around wasn’t anywhere near the turn on that this was. My dick hardened as Harper’s legs slowly scuttled out, followed by a pert ass that I couldn’t help but bend down and smack.
I’m not sure if it was the force of my hit that pushed Harper back under the table, causing the China to clatter, or if she jumped away on her own. But the squeal of shock that rang out shot right through my chest and into my dick. A few seconds later, a small hand gingerly lifted up the tablecloth.
Harper’s lashes fluttered as she peeked out to roll her eyes. “I-I didn’t see you there.”
The only thing I wanted to do to that innocent look on her face, was defile it.
“Do you need something?”
Yeah I need something. You, naked and riding my dick.
My silence was obviously making her uncomfortable, so instead of answering I just cocked a brow.
“I have to finish cleaning up.”
The only answer I gave was a further arching of my brow.
That’s when she muttered, “umm…” and shifted her eyes around.
Was she looking for something to save her? Isn’t that cute. What was I going to do to her? I had no clue, but I had a few ideas.
“Are you mad that I was ignoring you?”
What the fuck?
Half our lives were spent avoiding each other. There were so many other things that pissed me off. My brother. Lou. Her existence. The way she looked down there, all vulnerable and helpless. Out of all of those things, she decided to go with ignoring?
I shook my head. “Get out from under there.”
‘It’s hard to break someone that naïve.’
While Micha had a point, Harper wasn’t as innocent as he thought. She’d been taking beatings and keeping them secret for god knows how long. Not exactly the actions of someone innocent.
Neither was the way she slowly shuffled forward and shifted her body so I couldn’t see her ass while she pulled herself up. Using the table for leverage, I might add. Harper was very careful about not touching me. Didn’t have a problem touching Junior though.
Huh?
The first time in seven years that Harper slipped up was when I pulled her in the shower. My sweet little liar may be well versed at hiding her pain, but when it came to a naked man… she crumbled like a wet paper bag on a windy day. And that was something I’d happily use to my advantage.
“Put that shit down.” I waved for Harper to follow me. “You’re coming with me.”
When she opened her mouth to argue, I bent over and scooped her up on my shoulder.
“Mason,” she squealed. “I have to put the teapot down.”
“Fuck the teapot.” The damn thing could come with us for all I cared.
Everyone had comfort items.Lana had her Troll dolls, Riley her art. I’d even seen Preston playing with little tin foil flowers. Books, stuffed rabbits and a picture of a little boy were a few of my items.
