I can’t meet his eyes, not now. Not this intimate. Yes, he’s fucking me, but if I see what’s in his eyes, it might change how I feel about him. This is just about sex. About getting our rocks off because it feels amazing.
But something in his voice… a longing pulls at me.
His thumb presses harder, and he thrusts deeper and faster, taking away all rational thoughts. Only the need to come remains.
“Squeeze your nipples.”
As I do, my release shreds through me. I arch against him, wrapping myself around him and drawing his mouth to mine. My release seems never-ending, but he keeps fucking me through it until he groans.
His cock fills me with cum as he shudders in my arms.
I kiss down his jaw to his neck and rest my head against his shoulder as I come down, clinging to him and his warmth. What the fuck was that?
Our sweaty skin slides against each other. My skirt is the only clothing either of us has on.
When he lifts me in his arms again, my eyes flick up to his, almost afraid he’s going to fuck me again and not sure how I feel about it. I mean, I like sex, but somehow it feels like I keep getting closer to Luke, and that wouldn’t be good for my mental health.
He smirks, bringing me back to our reality. “Much as I want to show the guys how you look when you are well fucked, we should shower before they get here.”
My skin is flushed pink, and we smell like sex. A shower is a good idea.
After turning on the shower, he sets me on my feet and lowers my skirt to the floor. I wish I could say the ache between my legs is soreness, but I know it’s not. It’s want. It craves Luke.
I crave Luke.
His blue eyes meet mine, and I catch my breath at the desire lingering in them. This can’t last forever, right? At some point, sex will become routine. Not a burning flame that never seems to go out.
Fortunately I have almost a whole year to fuck Luke out of my system before we go our separate ways.
CHAPTER 55
Pick Your Poison
Eli
I’m the first to arrive at Luke’s house. Well, second. The only reason I know is his bedroom door is locked and I can hear the shower running. Luke showered before leaving practice. Her car may not be in the driveway, but that’s so no one knows Harper’s here all night.
I could pick the lock to Luke’s door, something we all spent a summer learning. But I’ll let him have his time with Harper, because that’s exactly what I want. Time alone with our girl. I head down to the billiards room.
There’s a large closet down here. Caden’s isn’t the only place we’ve played seven minutes in heaven. Luke’s house may be smaller, but it’s still larger than most of ours. But when he held parties, he invited a smaller, more select crowd than Caden’s house parties.
Intimate is what I want tonight.
Setting my duffle down on the coffee table, I remove what I need, lining the objects on the table for everyone to see. Including Harper. I want her excited and nervous and so fucking wet.
The game I have planned will allow us each some time alone with Harper. I pause and look up at the ceiling. No sound permeates from upstairs. How long did Luke have her to himself? All I know is I’mmaking plans to sneak her into my bed soon. If this Penny ruse goes well, it shouldn’t be an issue.
Except our leader might make it one. Sharing isn’t in Luke’s vocabulary. He might be a dick about it after last night.
“Hey.” Caden glances around the game room. He arches an eyebrow.
I gesture to the ceiling. “In his room. Locked.”
Caden grins and sits on the couch. He picks up a silk blindfold and runs it through his fingers. “Games?”
I smirk. “Always. Grab that chair and put it in the closet.”
Caden takes the straight back chair and sets it inside. When he comes out, he resumes his seat and picks up the bottle of lube. Again he raises an eyebrow.
