Harper's Little Spitfire (Harper's Series) (35 page)

He yelled out her name and he erupted inside of her. His movements slowed, drawing out their releases. Her body fell against the desk, panting for air as he lightly trailed kisses down from her neck, over her shoulder and halfway down her back.

“Wow!” she rasped.

Laughing between kisses, he said, “I couldn’t agree more, spitfire.” Caleb stepped back, pulling himself gently out of her. Turning over on the desk, she watched as he removed his shirt, bent down and wiped over her, cleaning her up.

Blushing, he reached for her hand and helped her sit up. Tucking the shirt into his jeans, he grabbed her jeans and slid them up her legs.

“What are your plans tonight?” he asked as he helped her off the desk.

“Um, going over to Logan’s. I have no idea what the plans are though.” His lip twitched as she spoke, making her frown. “Do you know something I don’t?”

“Nope. I need to head out. I’ll catch up with you later on.” His lips founds hers quickly before she could answer. Just as she was getting into the kiss, he pulled away, slapped her on the ass as he passed her and laughed when he left her office.

They were planning something; she could feel it in her bones, and by the way Caleb’s eyes darkened when she mentioned going over to Logan’s, yep, something was definitely happening tonight.

Walking out of her office, she left it the way it was, since there was no hurry in sorting it all out. Strolling toward her room, she stripped out of her clothes and jumped into the shower. She had two hours before Logan arrived to pick her up.

After washing her hair, she reached for her razor and shaved both her legs. Once done, she brushed her teeth and turned the water off. When she was finally dry, she stood in front of her bathroom mirror and moisturised her whole body from the tip of her toes to her face.

Walking back into her room and over to her walk-in robe, she removed the dress she wanted to wear tonight. Holding it up, the light black material flowed through her fingers as she glanced over it.

It was the perfect choice. Light, but semi-formal. And if she had an idea of what was happening tonight, it was extremely easy to remove.

Giggling like a damn school girl, she lay the dress out flat on her bed. Pulling on a pair of shorts and a tank top, she went out into her kitchen and grabbed a drink. Leaning against the bench, she’d decided she wanted to have a talk with all the boys. She wanted to know if they continued what was happening between them, how was it going work out. And if they were all going exclusive, what were they telling everyone?

She had no idea herself. Her phone vibrated on top on the bench. Reaching over and picking it up, she smiled when she saw the number flashing across her screen.

“Hey, sis,” she answered.

“Hey, yourself. How you been?”

“Good, been busy with work. What about you?”

“Not much happening, I was ringing to see if you were busy tonight. I was thinking about hitting the new club that just opened up.”

“Sorry, I have plans with Logan tonight. How about you, me and the girls hit it up say, Friday night?”

“Sounds good to me. If I went out tonight, I doubt I’d arrive at work tomorrow morning. I’ll be too hung over,” Skilyr said around a laugh.

“Of course you will be. You drink like a damn horse, Skil. Come over about 5 p.m. on Friday. I’ll let the girls know that we’re heading out that night. You all can crash here, since we’ll all be drinking.”

“Sweet. Okay, I have to go; my boss is glaring at me. I’ll see you then, sis.”

Hanging the phone up, Sage laughed as she walked back into her room. Her sister, Skilyr, moved to Laker a year ago to be closer to her. Skilyr wanted to get to know her father better, since the last time she saw him was five years ago.

It didn’t go down too well from what she told her. But they were working around it, together. That was a start. She sent a quick message to Bri, letting her know of the plans for Friday night. Dropping her phone on her bed, she pulled her clothes off and replaced it with the dress she had already. Pulling her hair up into a messy bun, she fixed the top of the dress at her chest, pulling it down further, allowing her breasts to show more.

Happy with the outcome, she applied a light amount of lip gloss over her lips and threw the jar back onto her dresser. Grabbing her phone again, she made her way out into the lounge room and waited for Logan to arrive.

She had her own plan tonight. And a surprise in store for him too. She wondered how long it would take him to find out exactly what it was. Hopefully, not too long at all.

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ogan shifted behind the steering wheel, adjusting himself. The instant his eyes landed on Sage after she opened the door, his cock twitched under his pants. That wasn’t the painful bit; it was when she leaned over right in front of him, her ass in the air as she strapped her stilettos around her ankles. He gripped his erection through his pants, squeezing the tip of the head, giving him enough pain that he wouldn’t lift up that damn dress she wore and take her against the wall.

Driving along the highway towards his place, he watched out of the corner of his eye as her legs rubbed together, the dress sliding further up her thighs, exposing more creamy white skin to him. Gritting his teeth, he shifted into fifth gear and planted his foot harder on the accelerator.

His Audi shot forward as he sped faster towards home. He couldn’t control his damn hormones around her. Everything about her drove him wild. And never could he think straight when she was this close to him.

“What’s the hurry?” her voice echoed his way.

Shifting back into third, he took the turn off to his house. “I need to get you out of this car, before I fuck you in it, spitfire.” His voice was thick with desire.

Her hand slid over towards him and stroked up the inside of his leg. Before she could even touch him where he wanted her most, he tightened his hand over hers, stopping her.

“Sage, you are about five seconds away from me pulling this damn car over and fucking you on the bonnet,” he growled.

“Maybe I want you to do that, Logan,” she purred. Removing his hand from hers, she slid over the hard bulge in the front of his pants. Gripping the steering wheel, her fingers softly danced along the outline of his erection. The pressure from his pants loosened and her hand was wrapped around him.

“I think you should pull over, Logan,” she whispered against his ear.

He didn’t hesitate again. Pulling the car over to the side, he couldn’t concentrate with her hands on him. As soon as he turned the engine off, she pushed his pants down, freeing him completely. Her thumb rubbed over the tip as she squeezed him.

Moaning, he shifted the seat back, allowing more room. As soon as he was repositioned, she leaned forward and took him inside of her mouth. He hissed as her teeth raked down the length of him.

Gripping the seat, she scraped her nails over his thighs as she slowly began sliding up and down. More and more, she took him in. Her hand massaged his balls as she moaned around him.

His hips lifted on their own as she tightened her mouth and sped up her pace. Releasing the death grip he had on the chair, he grabbed her hair, guiding her. Her hands rested on his thighs while he controlled the movement. The slight moan from her mouth vibrated along the length of him, sending jolts of pleasure to his balls.

She rubbed her tongue on the underside of his erection as she twisted her hand around him. The pleasure that coursed through Logan was electric. His body was on fire; a light mist covered his clothed skin as he watched her bob up and down.

Her mouth tightened as she sucked faster and faster. His hips lifted up as she came down, pushing that little bit further into her tight, wet mouth.

“Fuck, spitfire, you’re killing me here.” He was ready to explode.

Her hand gripped his balls, rolling and tugging together. Jesus, she was killing him. The way her mouth tightened around him had his balls pulled taut at the base of his cock. His hands twitched, wanting to hold her head still while he shoved his cock down her throat. The base of his spine started to tingle, the fire building higher and higher; his toes curled as she took him deeper, and then swallowed around the head of him.

Growling, he pulled her head back enough that he could get a better view of what she was doing to him. His heart raced as his balls pulled taut under his cock, so close to the edge.

“Suck harder, spitfire,” he gasped. She picked up speed and her lips tightened around him. Every time she went down, her teeth raked over him. Her tongue swirled, left and right, wrapping around the head of him.

“If you don’t want me to come in your mouth, you need to pull away now, spitfire,” he moaned out.

Shaking her head, her hand squeezed around him, sliding, constricting him in her hand while her mouth continued to move over him. His hips lifted up, slamming her harder on him; the movement sent him to the back of her throat  as she swallowed the head of him. Groaning, he held her head in place, his head thrown back before he yelled out her name. He erupted inside of her wet mouth and loved that she swallowed every single drop of him.

His grip loosened as his hands fell from her head. Her mouth came away from him and she sat back with a look of satisfaction covering her face.

Laughing, he pushed his semi-erect cock back into his pants, slid the chair forward and started the engine. He reached over for her hand and held it on his thigh, holding her there. The tension in his body relaxed a little, but it didn’t help with the fact he still wanted her.

Pulling back onto the highway, he let her hand go when he needed to change gears. Her hand stayed where he placed it, covering it with his again. Sage rested her head against his shoulder while he slowed down and turned into his driveway.

“I hope you have plenty of food. I’m starving,” Sage said as he helped her out of the car.

His eyes roamed over her body; the dress she wore hugged it with perfection. Licking his lips, Logan’s eyes stilled at her breasts. Sage’s chest rose and fell as her breathing picked up. “There is plenty of food to go around, but what I’m hungry for most right now isn’t food.” He pinned her to the car door and his mouth covered hers. Her hands gripped into his shirt, pulling him into her more. Her mouth moved against his, and then her teeth sunk into his bottom lip, pulling at it.

Groaning, he ripped his mouth from hers. “You’re pushing it, spitfire. You have no idea what I want to do to that lush body of yours.”

His eyes darkened as her body shivered at his words. Gripping her hand, he pulled her towards the front door. Once inside, he held her hand as they walked towards the kitchen. “Would you like something to drink, spitfire?”

“Um, wine is good, if you have any,” she answered.

Nodding, he let go of her hand and walked over to the fridge, pulling out a chilled bottle that he had already for her. Grabbing a glass, Logan poured half a glass and handed it to her. Moving into the lounge room, he sat her down first and sat himself right beside of her.

She fidgeted beside him, leaning back in the chair, and rested his arm behind her head.

“So, um, what are we having for dinner?”

“Since you know I hate to cook, I ordered in.”

“What did you order?” Sage asked, turning to face him.

“It’s a surprise. I have a feeling you will enjoy it immensely.”

Sage looked worried. She should be with what he had planned for the night, he thought, barely stifling a smile. Sitting forward, he asked, “Would you like something to nibble on while we wait for the main course?”

Her eyes dropped to his pants, then back up. Her tongue slipped out of her mouth and ran along her bottom lip. His cock twitched in memory of the amazing head she’d given him just moments ago. He had to wait. The real fun was going to happen once dinner arrived.

The door chimed, letting him know dinner had arrived. Standing up, he yelled towards the front door, “It’s open.” Sage frowned at him. Placing his hand out, he asked, “Ready for dinner?”

She lifted her hand to his, allowing him to help her up. They walked back towards the kitchen and into the dining room. As soon as they entered, Sage gasped behind him and stopped.

He turned to face her. Glancing around the room, his heart swelled with pride. He had never done this for anyone, and with the look that covered her face, he’d done an amazing job of it.

“You did all of this for me?”

He stepped up to her and wiped a lone tear that ran down her cheek with his thumb. “Why are you crying, spitfire?”
Fuck!
He didn’t want to make her cry.

“No one has even done anything like this for me. It’s beautiful.” Her breath hitched as she looked around the room again. Stepping beside her, he guided her towards the table, pulled her chair out, and pushed her in once she was seated.

Strolling towards his seat, he sat down facing her.

He had never done what he had for Sage for anyone else. He had asked his mother for a little help over the phone. He had known exactly what he wanted to do for Sage, but figuring it out was frustrating. In the centre of the table, he’d placed all kinds of differently sized and shaped candles. Every single one was a different scent, one that he knew she would like.

The flower centrepiece he had picked out was full of tiger lilies, carnations, and tulips. The aroma from both the flowers and candles was a welcoming smell, filling the room with a beautiful perfume. The fireplace was lit, crackling away as it burned in the corner of the room.

The door behind Sage swung open. Logan’s eyes raised and nodded as she continued to look over the table. Logan sat back in his chair, grinning. “Hope you’re hungry,” he said as a plate was placed in front of the both of them. She turned in her seat facing the servers and gasped.

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S
age glanced up, ready to thank the person who placed her food in front of her, and gasped at finding Caleb grinning down at her. She faced Logan, about to ask what was going on, when she saw Zeb standing near Logan. She looked between Caleb at her side and Zeb, then back to Logan. “What?” She glanced at Logan, and then back to Caleb and Zeb. “What are you two doing here?”