I wake up enough to know I can’t just roll Harper onto her back and thrust into her perfect, tight cunt. I blow out a breath. Last night was hot. I’d prefer to be buried inside her, but she definitely took care of me. Gotta hand it to the girl. She tries to keep up without giving it up.
The bed shifts as Luke rolls and presses against her back. She releases a low whimper, and I slide my hand between her legs to find her already wet. Luke’s finger thrusts in and out of her pussy. Her hips buck against my leg.
I open my eyes and glance at the computer screen. The feeds are still live, but no one else is up. The sun isn’t even up yet. She buries her face into my chest and her hand clutches at my waist.
Circling my finger over her clit, I wait for her to wake up. Wait for those dark eyes to lift to mine and acknowledge I’m the one who makes her feel this way. It’s my touch she craves.
Luke kisses her shoulder and lifts his gaze to mine. Her body iscaptured between the two of us. It would be so easy to slide inside her and feel her pulse around my cock.
Of everyone to be a cockblock, I had to last night. It wasn’t the right time, and now when she’s half awake isn’t a good time either. When I take her, I want her one hundred percent on board with it.
I want her to want it so badly she can’t go another minute without. I take her breast into my hand and tease the nipple into a hard peak. Her hips rock against my finger, seeking release.
She cries out softly as she comes. Her fingers dig into my skin, and her leg tightens around me.
“Harper?” a woman’s voice calls out.
Fuck. Luke and I take our hands off her like we weren’t just making her come, but Harper hasn’t exactly woken up.
A soft knock sounds on the door, and Harper lifts her head from my chest. She doesn’t even open her eyes. “What?”
“You okay? I thought I heard something.” The knob rattles like her mother closed her hand over it, but she hasn’t turned it. It’s locked. We made sure of that last night. Not that bedroom locks aren’t easy to unlock.
Harper’s room is small, and there’s a bathroom attached we might hide in, but that would require us getting out of bed and across the room before her mom opens the door. Not to mention our clothes on the floor.
“I’m sleeping, Mom.” Harper drops her head on my chest and curls around me. I guess if her mom comes in, we brazen it out. So much for her mother liking me best.
“Okay. Text me what you’re up to today. I assume you’ll be hanging out with the guys again.” The statement comes out with a little question to it.
“Mmm. Probably.” She rubs her nose against my pec like it itches.
“Be careful, baby.” The words are soft before she walks away from the door.
Luke strokes his hand down Harper’s side, and she clings to me. Neither Luke nor I have parents who give a shit about us outside of what we do in the future. Mine barely noticed when Ava didn’t eat for aweek. They definitely didn’t know about her nightmares when she was little.
She’s always been my responsibility.
“Caden?” Harper’s voice is barely above a whisper. Her breath is warm against my skin.
“Yeah?” I smooth the hair out of her face. Her eyes are still closed.
“You’re thinking really loud.”
“What?” I chuckle, wondering what she’s talking about.
She turns and kisses my chest before resettling into her spot on me. “You’re tense all over. Whatever’s spinning through your brain is stressing you out. Do you want to talk about it?”
She yawns. Luke is curled around her and already back to sleep.
“I was thinking about my parents and Ava.” The words slip out before I can think twice about them. “Go back to sleep.”
She raises her head and rests her chin on her hand on my chest. Her sleepy brown eyes open. “You don’t have to do that.”
“Do what?” I brush the hair from her face and cup her jaw. How did we miss her? I didn’t lie to her when I said I noticed her. The others might have overlooked her for the hotter girls in our class. The more eager ones. The ones who wanted to be noticed.
But there is this quiet strength Harper emits that draws me. Always has.
“You don’t have to shut me out.” She shrugs like it isn’t a big thing. “I’m here. I’m yours. At least for the year.”
