“We can’t play this at school.” I try to sound stern, but my voice shakes as I attempt to reason with them. “Someone could open the door, and you guys might not get in trouble, but do you think my mom won’t really ground me if I’m found in a closet with four guys?”
“Good thing we have a lookout then.” Jack’s voice comes from my right.
I can’t see anything in the darkness. Only the shadows of the guys’ legs from the light creeping in under the door.
A phone lights up the space in front of me. Luke looks diabolical in the weak light as he smiles down at me. His blond hair and cold eyes make him seem untouchable. I swallow the fear rising in my throat.
“It’s only seven minutes, Harper. What can happen in seven minutes?” Eli’s words are smooth and not at all comforting. All those things I worried about last night with seven minutes rise to the surface. But I’m not pantyless in a short skirt now.
“I don’t want to give you my virginity in a closet at school.” I look up into Luke’s eyes, knowing you can’t negotiate with Death. His eyes are cool with an evil glint in them as his thumb moves on his screen. I look down and see seven minutes on the timer.
“Easy, Harper, we aren’t taking anything you haven’t already given us. You made your choice outside. You keep trying to push us onto other girls, but that’s not how this game is played. We don’t want any other girl. We want you. We’ll show you just how much we crave you.”
I open my mouth to try to reason with them, but the light goes out as he sets the timer. Luke captures my mouth in an all-consuming kiss. I’m powerless to stop my response to him. I crave his kisses. Hands are on me everywhere at once. I can’t keep track of where the hands come from, but my shirt lifts and my bra slides off my arms.
Multiple hands tease my nipples from all angles. There’s no escape from their touch and each stroke burns like fire on my skin, heating my insides and flowing to throb between my legs.
A pair of hands are on the button to my jeans. Wait. My hands clasp over the front of my jeans to keep them from opening them farther.
“Hands,” Jack whispers.
Luke lifts his mouth from mine. “Let go, Harper.”
Fuck those words. Luke takes my mouth again and his tongue tangles with mine. For a moment all I can focus on is how they glide against each other. Fingers tweak my nipples, making my pussy pulse in time with their touches. Distracting me.
It’s effective, because someone slides their hands over mine, pulling my hands from my pants, and I let them. My arms are raised above my head and held together by one hand.
I try to get my mouth away from Luke’s so I can think, but my head presses into Caden’s chest, holding me in place. My jeans open and a hand slips down the front. I gasp as they stroke along my panty line.
My breasts feel heavy and tight as my nipples are continuously stimulated and tugged. Lips caress my shoulders and neck. I get wetter, wanting more, needing more. My system is overloaded with sensation.
Someone pushes my jeans down, and some sense flows back into me. We’re at school. Fuck. I try to twist out of their hold even as sparks race under my skin at their touch. Hands run over my panty covered ass and hips. As hands slip under the edge of my panties, I tug at my captured hands. We shouldn’t be doing this here, but Luke’s mouth captures all my noises.
His kiss makes my brain fuzzy. Mouths kiss my shoulders and neck, making it hard for me to breathe.
My panties slip down my thighs, and a hand slides between them, touching the same skin I touched last night. I suck in my breath as one bold finger strokes over my clit while another finger finds my opening and presses against it. Oh, fuck, that feels amazing.
A bolt of desire spears through me, wanting to feel them inside.
Jeans scrape against my ass as I shift. It’s too much. Someone’s lips replaces their hand on my breast, pulling my hardened nipple into a warm mouth. My pussy gushes with need. Luke abandons my mouth but then Jack captures my lips.
Thrusting his tongue into my mouth to tease mine. I like kissing and they fucking know it.
Hands on my thighs spread my legs open. The tickle of hair against my inner thighs is the only warning I have before someone’s tongue teases my clit. I gasp against Jack’s mouth, frozen while my body registers the foreign touch. The finger circling my entrance eases inside.
All things I did to my body for them last night.
Heat floods my body as desire and lust flow through me. I can barely think as the tongue flicks over my clit and the fullness of his finger moves inside me. Just like I did last night, stroking in and out. My hips rock with the movement, craving more.
I moan and lean into their touch. Letting go, giving into the sensations bursting through me.
Caden’s large hand holds one of my breasts. His thumb circles my hardened nipple. I’m pretty sure Eli is sucking my other breast as Jack keeps my mouth occupied with his. I think Caden’s other hand is on my wrists, holding them tight above my head. Not that I’m trying to get away.
And Luke…his tongue and fingers are making my hips sway with need. Desire overwhelms me. Any rational thought leaves me as the desire dominates me. I’m building to something that will shatter me, but I’m helpless to fight against it.
I give in to the pleasure and allow myself to enjoy it, experience it fully.
They taste me everywhere, my nipple, my mouth, my clit. Caden’s hand glides down the side of my body, leaving behind a trail of sparks. Another finger from behind me joins the one inside my pussy, both moving in tandem. They stretch me more than my fingers did last night.
