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BOOK: Harper's Little Spitfire (Harper's Series)
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He held her head again as he pushed to the back of her throat knowing he was there. He groaned out her name as his hot cum slid down the back of her throat. Swallowing every drop of him, she slid her mouth off him and licked the tip, causing his body to convulse from the sensation from it.

He slid down the wall and pulled her into his arms. They sat there for several minutes as the warm water fell over them.

“Sorry about what Logan said out there, spitfire. He had no right. He cares for you, baby. We all do. It’s just hard watching all the other men here on the property watch your every move, knowing what they’re thinking,” he mumbled against her ear.

She curled up further on his lap. “You don’t have to apologise for him. What he said was cruel and hurtful. But I don’t want to talk about that right now, okay?” she replied.

“Sure thing, spitfire.”

After a while, the water began to run cold. Standing up, she turned it off as Zeb climbed out. He removed his jeans and wrapped a towel around himself. Grabbing the other towel, he dried her off the best he could and wrapped it around her as well. Pushing the door open, she walked out and towards where her bag sat at the opposite side of the bed.

Leaning down, she riffled through her clothing as Zeb slid up behind her and gripped her hips, pulling her into his hard erection. She stood up suddenly and turned around in his grasp.

The towel tented in front of him, making her giggle. Her hand drifted down and stroked him through the towel. Growling, his lips found hers, their mouths moving together as her hand slid up and down his still wet body. Before she could even consider doing anything more with him, she heard her name being called out in the hallway.

Pulling herself away from him, she stepped back and pushed him towards the door. “You need to leave before someone catches you in here, Zeb.”

“Who do you think knows I’m up here with you, spitfire? Logan told me to check on you and make sure you were all right after what he said to you.”

So that was the reason he was up here in her room with her. “Well, you can go and tell him I’m fine, and I had the most amazing orgasm from you then,” she said with a pout as she turned her back to him, dropped the towel and pulled up her shorts that she had laid out on the bed. Next was the tight red shirt she found that Bri had placed in her bag.

Turning back around and facing him again, she couldn’t help but let her eyes roam over his half-naked body. His hand held the towel in place, licking his lips as his eyes drifted over her. Smiling, she walked softly towards him. Once Sage was directly in front of him, she lifted her hand to his chest and shoved him towards the door.

“That’s enough fun for you. You need to go before someone actually sees you in here and starts spreading rumours.”

Opening the door, he turned back towards her. “No one will say anything if they want to live, spitfire. I guarantee that,” he grated, and then closed the door behind him.

Standing near the door, her head rested against it. She still couldn’t believe what was happening between her and the boys. They had all been with her now, in ways she never thought would ever happen. What if it was just something they wanted from her and nothing else? Maybe it was, but she wanted much more and she was planning to get exactly that from them. She had been in love with them all since she was fifteen years old. She didn’t understand it at the time, and they didn’t exactly agree with what she felt back then, but they would now. But how was she going to say she wanted all four of them at the same time, without causing some kind of commotion between them all?

Yes, they all had gotten her off and she the same with them, but she wanted the intimate connection with them when their bodies joined with hers.

She just had to figure out how she would tell them her little secret. There was no easy way to say it, but she didn’t want them to treat her differently because she was still a virgin. She wanted them how they had treated her on the couch, or the bed, and just even now, in the shower. She didn’t want gentle with them; she wanted everything they could possibly give her, and more. If they didn’t, they would find out pretty damn quickly that she was far from wanting anything innocent from them. The hardest and dirtiest from them was what she wanted, and she was sure as hell going to get it, no matter what she did.

Opening the door, she stepped out and found Lilly standing in the hall talking to Zeb. Grinning, she walked up and bumped her shoulder with Lilly’s.

Lilly jumped back and glanced her way. “What the hell was that for, bitch?” Lilly asked, rubbing her shoulder.

“Let the poor guy go and get dressed,” Sage laughed as she glanced over at Zeb.

“Hey, I’m fine standing here talking to little Lil half-naked,” Zeb grinned towards her.

Rolling her eyes, Lilly’s eyes travelled down his naked form and caught the twitch under his towel.

Grabbing her arm, Sage pulled Lilly away from him and further down the hallway. “Stop giving him the eye and ideas, Lilly. You will never hear the end of it.”

“Damn, you know, a small taste of that fine-ass man would be plenty for me, you know that, right?”

“I know, but that is never going to happen in this life or the next, babe.” She was a little jealous her friend was thinking of him in a sexual way, but she pushed it aside. Sage knew that if she questioned Lilly, she’d fire back questions that she didn’t want to answer just yet.

“Well fuck, a girl can only dream then, huh?” Lilly replied.

“Dream all you want of him. That is probably the only chance you will ever get to see him half-naked or any kinds of naked.”

Moving towards the stairs, they both started to descend when Bri and Kaidence walked up them; both had shit-eating grins covering their faces. She knew exactly why they were there, and although she loved the girls, it kind of put her in a mood, listening to what they did or the guy they were just with do to each other.

Stopping halfway down the stairs to greet them, Bri laughed at something Kaidence said, but before she could ask what was so funny, the front door opened and there stood the one person she didn’t want to see. She hadn’t prepared herself to see him again, which was funny since he was one of the brothers. To see him in front of her, his eyes on her, as some stupid bitch groped him for the world to see, broke her heart a little.

Bri frowned at her and spun around. “Oh, fuck no. Who the fuck is that skank with him? And why does she look familiar?”

She was definitely a skank by the way she was dressed and the fact she was all over Mac. Her face was familiar to Sage too, but she couldn’t for the life of her remember the girl’s name; she came up blank.

Mac slammed the door behind them, not once taking his eyes away from hers as he made his way across the foyer and into the lounge room. Lilly gripped Sage’s arm as she stood stock still on the stairs.

“Sweetie, we can leave anytime you want. You just say the words. Plus, I would have the privilege to castrate that man for what’s it worth,” Kaidence replied, her voice deadly serious.

Shaking her head, Sage managed to speak with a firm but quiet voice, “No, I’m not going to allow him to ruin my time here, or any of ours. We have as much right being here as he does, so I’m going to suck it up and deal with it.” She wasn’t going to show him she was affected in any way. God, she hoped she was right and that she could deal with it.

“That’s the go, Sage. But don’t you dare expect me to be nice at all towards that wanker, after what he did; he deserves a good kick up the ass,” Bri stepped in with support.

“I know, but please try and be somewhat civil. This is his parents’ house.” Sage headed down the stairs with them following.

“I’m not guaranteeing shit, Sage,” Bri continued.

The other two replied, but Sage didn’t hear what they actually said. Her mind was on Mac and why he had some girl on his arm, knowing none of them ever brought women to their parents’ house. Unless, of course, it was to meet them, meaning it was serious between him and the woman.

If that was the case, with what they had done in her room that night, it meant absolutely nothing to him. Why did she allow her heart to open up just enough to allow the one bad boy of the brothers into it, knowing he would never return the same feelings towards her?

She couldn’t help it; she loved them all equally, but with the way he was acting, and the shit it was going to cause between the brothers and most possibly his parents, there was a real chance that any plans with them all would never happen. She was never going to have all four of them if one of them couldn’t return their heart to her. It wasn’t fair on them all if she only picked three; it had to be the four of them or nothing at all. As to the rumours she heard, if you wanted one of the Harper boys, it had to be all of them together, not separate. But that didn’t matter. She wanted them all from the first time she had met them. But the way Mac was acting, and the way he had treated her, it had to be only the three of them. He had ruined her dreams of having all four of them together.

She knew the safe thing to do was move on, and find a nice decent guy, One who would love her for who she was, and not break her heart the second she gave it to them. Her heart needed protecting.

As she stepped onto the ground level, her mind retaliated, demanding that she had to fight for what she wanted, and not to back down from one little obstacle that was stopping her from having it. Maybe it was time to listen to her heart more in this instant than her mind; it never turned out too well when she allowed her mind to take over. Her heart won out this time; she could not begin to contemplate the idea of all of them right at that moment. Her heart hurt too much.

She was going to hold her head high as she walked in there, trying desperately hard to show that his arrival didn’t affect her in any way; she just had to hold her feelings in check and not listen to her head demanding she fight. It wasn’t getting a say at what she was doing right now. She just hoped she could get through the night with him sitting at the same table as she, with that bitch right beside him. Thank Christ, she had her girls.

CHAPTER
THIRTEEN

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M
ac didn’t expect to see Sage at their parents’ ranch. He had brought Sarah with him, wanting to erase all thoughts and images of Sage and their time they had spent together. Nothing he did erased her from his mind though.

Knowing bringing Sarah here would erupt some kind of commotion with his brothers, since they had all been with her at the same time, wasn’t the reason why he did it. Looking across the table at his mum as she frowned towards Sarah while she sat beside him, running her hand up his thigh, he gritted his teeth together, pushing his desire for Sage down. The hand stroking his thigh was doing nothing for him. If anything, it was just pissing him off.

Sarah was an easy lay for all of them. She wasn’t the type to bring home and introduce to his parents, yet there he was, sitting at the family dinner table as both of his parents looked his way. He kicked himself for bringing Sarah into his family home, especially knowing she had started the rumours throughout the community about the Harpers.  He was only thinking with his dick and not his head, although that wasn’t even happy to have her hands near him, in that way.

As the main door to the kitchen pushed opened, out walked Logan, Caleb and Zeb, still not noticing that he was sitting at the table. Lifting his arm, he wrapped it around Sarah; her hands rested on his chest, caressing him, as if they were in the bedroom ready for some fun. He couldn’t keep thinking of Sage the way he was. She was too young for him and his brothers, and with what he wanted to do to her, it wasn’t something she would be into or go for.

Sarah’s hand travelled down his body and gripped him through his jeans, as her other hand slid between hers. She never cared where she was; if she wanted something, she would get it at any cost.

He had more respect than she had. Stopping the movement of her hand, Mac wasn’t going to give his parents a show.

“Well, look what the cat dragged in. You actually remembered where you were meant to be,” Caleb growled.

Logan stormed over towards him, pushing his chair back. Mac stood up, prepared for what was to come.

Before he had a chance to say a word, he spoke first, “Don’t bother saying anything, big bro. You’d be wasting your breath.”

“How could you bring that bitch here, Mac? And especially knowing Sage was here?” Logan grounded out.

At that moment, Sage and the rest of the girls walked through the doorway into the dining area, and all eyes landed on Mac.

His mother stood from her chair and walked into the kitchen. His father sat where he was, allowing them to sort the differences between them. He always allowed them to say what they needed to until they stepped out of that barrier.

Sarah wasn’t the best choice he’d ever made, but she knew exactly what he wanted and gave him that and more. He saw the emotions pass over Sage’s face as Sarah stood beside him and pushed herself onto him. Bri and Lilly stood beside her, both holding onto her arms as Sarah’s hand slid down his body, but before she could reach his junk, he stopped her. Sage’s body went ridged in their hold. Bri scowled towards him and Kaidence mumbled something he couldn’t quite hear. All three of his brothers stepped up to him, flanking Logan where he stood.

His eyes stayed glued to Sage as several emotions covered her face: first lust when she’d taken him in, but that was before Sarah moved towards him; then followed hurt, as he allowed Sarah to do what she was doing in front of everyone. Just as quickly as that emotion arrived, it passed and her walls were erected.

He didn’t quite feel sorry for how he’d treated her; it was the way he was, plus he had to keep up that appearance for her, let alone himself. He couldn’t keep doing whatever they were doing between him and Sage. Nothing good was ever going to come out of it. He wasn’t going to cross that line with her again; it was a mistake that should have never happened, as much as he enjoyed every second with her. But with the thoughts of what he wanted from her, his desires so thick and raw for her, and the things he wanted her to do for him, and to her, it was wrong on so many levels.

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