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I knew Harper was getting closer to me in this room, but I was refusing to acknowledge her. She stood next to us and said, “Yeah, you really said no to him with authority, Cass.”
“Don’t pay attention to her. You work for us. You belong to us. You want those ears? You listen to me, not her.” I pushed a finger into Cassidy, and she let out another lusty sound. I looked up from my position at her breast to her face. She nodded at me, closed her eyes to avoid looking at Harper. I worked her with that finger, then added a second. “Harper, this is the last time I’m going to tell—”
The woman never would let me have control of a situation. She reached for my waistband and said, “You have to give me room to get between you and the desk.”
It was more like it between Cassidy and me, but I moved, nonetheless. My dick, already hard, had to have grown impossibly harder because it was her, Harper, my Harpy, and she was unfastening my shorts and then tugging down my boxers. I trained my expression on Cassidy, added a thumb to circle her clit. She was going to come soon. The whole scene had her all emotionally mixed up, and it was obvious. As soon as Harper put her hand around my shaft, it messed me up, too. I broke from looking at the busty blonde on my desk to the perfect brunette between my legs. Harper looked up at me, and I watched her slide the flavored condom on. I gasped, tried to control my own reactions.
She licked, and my abs jerked. My attention to Cassidy’s pussy was waning, and she started riding my fingers without much reserve as Harper said, “Strawberry?”
“I don’t buy the cherry ones anymore.” Because of her. Because that was her favorite flavor. Because the first time she sucked me off without a condom, she said I was her favorite flavor popsicle. That code between us was overheard once, and that became my fucking nickname.
She was entirely too pleased with that fact, and I hated that I told her I didn’t buy those. Why did I tell her that? Why did I give her a point of weakness? My right knee almost buckled when she took me into her mouth, shallow, quick, then the tongue and, then, so deep. She knew my body so well. What I liked, what worked to make me hold out. What worked to make me bust in minutes. I moved my attention from Harper to Cass and actively engaged in making her come.
It was easy to do at this point, and if I had worried about their friendship status before Harper walked in and caught us, I wasn’t sure how this was going to go over. Cassidy came in a wild, uncontrollable bucking of her hips fashion which shot out a burst of female ejaculate. It was the first time I ever saw that happen in real life. Until this happened, I was somewhat convinced it was an urban legend. Yet, that just happened, and since Harper was on her knees between Cassidy’s spread legs sucking me off, her ponytail caught some of that. Most of it, really.
Maybe it was hearing Cassidy climax in a real and primal way, but Harper was pulling back like she was going to stop. Hell no. I grabbed that ponytail and the back of her head and pushed her back down the length of my dick. I’d been accused of this. Of forcing a girl to do something. Of forcing this girl to do something she didn’t want to do. Harper said she wasn’t forced, but the accusation was out there, and the three of us were known as sex offenders who got off due to our status even though she let us do that to her. She got off on it. Liked it. But she was sixteen, almost seventeen, so they acted like she didn’t understand enough to enjoy or want that. We must have intimidated her somehow. Some way. If she didn’t know what she was doing, how did us being a grade higher make the wisdom gap close that much?
She used teeth on that last pull, and I looked down at her. She had tears in her eyes, snot running from her nose, and I asked because I needed to, “Nod if you want me to stop.”
She put her hands on my thighs, her nails bit, and two thrusts later, I was groaning out a much-needed release though it was nowhere near as good as it could have been, had been in the past. I dropped to the chair and looked at her. She wiped her nose, her tears on the shirt as it came up and over her head. She threw it at me as she walked out of the room. I looked at Cassidy, buttoning the last one on that top, and said, “That went a little different than I had planned.”
“Me too. But maybe next time you won’t invite your ex to join us?” She slid off the desk and said, “I guess I need to finish the living room?”
I nodded. I didn’t know what else to say.
Chapter Three
Harpy
I stormed out of that office and down the hall. I had a tank top on underneath the t-shirt, so I was far from topless. I always wore that extra layer. Even when I had on a tank top, I had another cami or tank underneath it. He knew me. Well, he thought he knew me. I…had changed. Sort of. Maybe. I was growing more aggravated with each step. What the hell was I doing here? I got to the living room and looked at the guy who just stepped into it and said, “You.”
He went a bit wide-eyed as he looked at me. I was about to prove a point. That’s what I would do. I asked, “You live here?” He nodded. “You know the rules then?” He nodded. “Good. Yes. Which room is yours?”
I needed to fuck someone, and I was not going to fuck Tituss. I just sucked him off. Why? Because I was jealous as sin, mad as hell, but I liked it. I always liked it. With him…it was always good. I had been obsessed with his body, with fucking him when we were in high school. This handsome devil titled his head but then indicated the other side of the room. He was also on the first floor. He had to be someone of importance in this house. I understood that thanks to the way Tituss had his section set up. There was no velvet rope, but there was a communication panel. We stepped into his room, and I turned to attack him, but he dodged that and asked, “Who are you?”
“Harper.” I was all lioness, and he was prey as we moved around in this room. I held up my arm and showed him the bracelet on my wrist. “I was put in this house because Tituss and I—”
His brow went up. “Oh really?”
He studied me, and part of my need began to wane. I suddenly considered that my aggressive nature might get me in trouble in this room. I nodded. Gulped. His lips twitched. “You need a shower.”
I nodded. “I’ve been picking up dog shit all afternoon.”
He laughed. “Yeah, they are something else. I normally clean up after them, but…you know. We really want someone who knows how to deal with shit literally as well as metaphorically.” He looked out the window at the dogs and said, “My parents will be back from the Dinsey cruise next week, so they will go home. No worries, that is not a regular job.”
Disney cruise? Why the fuck would two people old enough to be his parents want to hang out with all the kids on that boat? I pushed the thoughts aside. No. Just…not all rich people are sickos.
“You’re Dane.” He nodded. “You’re not going to have sex with me, are you?” I could feel it. He was interested, but I might have overplayed my hand with him. He shook his head no, rolled his shoulder as if to say he was sorry about that. I puffed out a breath and asked, “May I take a shower in your shower?”
“May I watch?” he asked. I nodded. Gulped. He didn’t have to fuck me now. All kinds of heat and crazy was rolling through me. I had hoped if he wasn’t going to fuck me, he would at least let me shower so I could leave clean and without Cassidy’s scent in my hair since Tituss grabbed the back of my head with the hand he had been finger fucking her with. I hated her right now. Probably. I didn’t really know. He wasn’t mine anymore. I wasn’t his. It was almost two years at this point. She made no illusions that she was coming to this event to fuck her way into a position with someone, and he wasted no time reminding me why I hated him. Even if I wanted him physically.
Dane, a fine specimen of a man who was rightfully named thanks to that dog breed, sat on the edge of the sink and watched me undress. He said, “I’ll grab you something of mine to wear. It’ll put a bit more salt in that wound you opened.”
I blinked at him.
He explained. “Freshman year. He broke up with you, right? You’re paying him back. I don’t mind helping you do that. Tituss and I compete for almost everything around here. He’s probably my best friend these days, and yet, here I am.” He sucked in a sharp breath as I moved, naked, under the water. He continued, “Looking at the one he said got away and fighting every instinct I have to get in there with you and fuck you against the wall like you’re mine and not his.”
First, that was news to me that I was the one who got away. Way to show it by telling the seniors I had fucked the whole football team in an effort to…no. He was not doing that in an effort to…shit. Maybe he was doing that to keep me away from them. Second, and more importantly, “According to the NDA, I sort of belong to the entire house if I’m willing to take it that far.” I didn’t know what I was talking about. I didn’t sign the NDA, the girl who had the flyer and the bracelet did. I just took her number, so her identity in a way, and would need to fix that later. If Cassidy was in this house. I was going to be in this house too.
