Page 105 of Their Wicked Secrets: Untouched, Vol 5 of 6

Nico

Is it the perfect time to have sex? Probably not, but Harper seems to need a distraction, and while watching hours of fuckboy wannabes play videogames and trash talk each other is mind numbing, it doesn’t exactly get you out of your head.

She returns to me without any false modesty or seductive sway of her hips. Not like some girls do. No, my girl doesn’t need to put on a show. She knows exactly what she wants and isn’t afraid to take it anymore. I’ve never seen someone as sexy as Harper.

She smiles and sits on the bed next to my hip. “So what do you want me to do?”

“Do you want me to tell you exactly what to do or do you just want to play with each other until we figure out what we like best?” I arch an eyebrow. The others like to order her around and while I’m not opposed, I want to do what she wants today. I’m just happy to get this time alone with her. “I’m willing to order you around, sunshine. But I’m confident we can fuck each other without having the whole thing scripted out.”

When we’re all six together, we almost need someone to direct so things don’t get awkward real fast. But just like on the football field, we’re able to work as a unit when it comes to pleasuring Harper.

She glances over her shoulder at the door and bites her lower lip. I lift my hand and tug her lip free.

“Mom’s not going to come bursting in on us, but we should probably keep it somewhat quiet.” I trace my thumb over the curve of her lower lip.

She grabs her shirt and lifts it off over her head. Her ponytail swings behind her as she reveals her bra. This part never gets old. The flush of her arousal flows from her neck down to the top of her breasts. That’s all mine. I put that there.

“Are you just going to sit there and stare at my boobs?” She arches an eyebrow playfully.

“They’re very nice boobs, but they’d be better without the bra in the way.” I lean back onto the pillow and give her a cocky smile. “I thought you were going to do all the work?”

She shakes her head and laughs but reaches behind herself to undo her bra clasp. I’ve seen Harper naked a lot. I swear it’s the guys’ favorite pastime to make Harper strip, but I can’t say that I’m complaining. Her breasts are perfect with just the right amount of weight to them, and when we touch them, she’s so fucking responsive.

She drops her bra off the edge of the bed and kneels beside my hip. “I can’t do everything. You’re going to have to sit up so I can get your shirt off.”

I could protest. We don’t have to be naked to fuck, but I love the feeling of her soft curves pressed against me.

I sit up, careful not to shift my leg in the brace. She straddles my lap and reaches for the hem of my shirt, lifting it. I raise my arms for her. When she tosses my shirt onto the floor, I don’t resist the temptation before my face. Leaning in, I capture her nipple with my mouth.

Heaven. That’s what Harper tastes like. She smells like vanilla and tastes like heaven. Her breath catches in her throat as I hold her hips, pressing her tight against my straining cock. There are still too many layers between us. My pants and boxers, and her panties. The skirt? It can stay or go. Either way works really.

She threads her hands through my hair and presses me closer. I take more of her breast into my mouth before she pulls my head back. When I lift my gaze to hers, I grin and lick my lips.

“You know you want me to suck on the other one.” I wink at her. “I can do the work of five guys if I need to.”

She laughs softly and leans in to capture my lips. She stops right before our lips meet, a breath between us. “I only need one guy right now, Nico.”

My heart swells as we reexplore each other’s mouth. Her bare breasts press against my chest, warm skin rubbing against warm skin. There’s not much better than this. I could spend hours rediscovering every inch of Harper.

But while Mom doesn’t come up often, she will eventually check on us. Giving us enough time but not infinite amounts of time. Not like a night alone in bed together. I can’t wait to be able to have her alone for a night again. But I’ll enjoy having her with me after school.

I trail kisses down her neck before capturing her other nipple. She gasps softly, stifling a moan. I make a pleased hum in the back of my throat. This girl, when she’s vocal, is everything.

I lift my head and meet her eyes. “Take off your panties.”

She gives me a cocky grin and turns to look at the door. “You’re sure we won’t be interrupted?”

“I’m confident we can both come at least once before my mom decides to check on us.”

She looks uncertain. I kiss her clavicle and reach for my phone. I fire off a quick text message and toss my phone to the side.

Harper looks at me, then at my phone, and back at me expectantly.

“What?” I smirk.

She waits for me to tell her what I’ve done, but I’m not going to. Instead, I trail kisses along her shoulders and up her neck.

“I’ll put my shirt back on,” she threatens with a soft moan as I hit that spot on her neck that always makes her need more. “If you don’t tell me what you sent.”