Harper's Little Spitfire

by Angel Steel

  “Logan is the biggest,” Sage said, showing with her hands just how big. “Caleb and Zeb are the same, but Caleb’s slightly thicker, and Zeb’s pierced.”

  “Holy fucking shit. I knew one of them was pierced, but never would have thought it to be Zeb. I honestly thought it was Caleb,” Kaidence said wide-eyed.

  “You fucking lucky whore. You have three of the most sought-after men of Laker in the palm of your hand. I have only ever had two men, but never three. I bow down to you, porn queen.”

  All of them erupted into laughter. She was nowhere close to being a porn queen—far from it—but the way the boys were acting, she would have that status very soon.

  “So, since I have told you all about the details, can we finish up in here? I doubt any of you want to be in here for the remaining of the day.”

  “Nope, I sure as hell don’t. No offence, I love ya, but I have plans for later,” Bri answered.

  “Same here,” Kaidence added.

  “Okay, we only have four more things to pick between us and then we’re finished. I’ll start adding the details for these while you three fight amongst yourselves for the rest.”

  Picking up the paperwork of the details she needed for the website, Sage got to work and typed it up. She glanced up several times, looking at her best friends as they argued over what one liked but the others didn’t. She was glad they weren’t co-owners of the website. Nothing would ever be done if they took this long picking out clothing.

  Hours later, she sat back and smiled as she just loaded up the last of the clothing to go on the site. Bri, Lilly and Kaidence all lay on the floor, looking like they were half-dead. Laughing, Sage stood from her chair and moved closer to them. “See, it wasn’t that bad.”

  “Yes, it was. You had the easy part in typing everything up. I love shopping, but this was friggin’ torture,” Bri mumbled.

  “I second that,” Lilly groaned as she rolled onto her back.

  Holding back the laugh as Kaidence slapped Bri on the ass, Bri screamed at the action, and Sage stepped back, not wanting to get in on the fight that was going to break out between them. Her door to her office opened and echoed through the room. Glancing towards it, she was stunned to see Caleb standing at the door, grinning.

  “What are you doing here?” Sage asked, a smile appearing on her surprised face.

  “I was wondering that myself, spitfire,” he said as his eyes glanced over the room. She stepped forward, blocking his view of the clothing spread across her floor. It didn’t work; he took a step into the room.

  Her girls were the only ones who knew that she part owned a store and website that sold erotic sleepwear. None of the boys knew what she did; well, until now with the fact that Caleb stood in her office.

  “You’ve been hiding this from us, spitfire?” he asked, his eyes hooded as he stepped towards her.

  Gulping, she stepped back.

  “Someone’s going to get a spanking for not telling, Sage,” Bri voiced with a tut and a smile; her friends all sat laughing at her guilty face and red cheeks. Glaring their way, she side-stepped around her desk. Caleb stood on the other side.

  “I agree,” Caleb growled.

  “Can you spank me too? I’m dying for a good hard spanking,” Bri purred, standing from the ground.

  Caleb never took his eyes off Sage, even with her friends standing behind him, looking between the two of them.

  Looking over his shoulder and back to him, she spoke to her friends. “Um, you guys should probably leave. I’ll catch up with you sometime tomorrow.”

  “Hell no, I want to see what he does to you,” Kaidence said, always the voyeur.

  So do I!

  Caleb turned and faced the girls. “Well, ladies, if you want to know what my plans are,” he said as he rounded the desk and stood behind her, “the second that door closes, I’ll be ripping every stitch of clothing from spitfire, lying her out on her desk and licking every delectable inch of her body. She won’t come until I bend her over the desk and fuck her hard from behind, the way she wants me to,” he told them as he grounded into her ass.

  Moaning, knowing he would do exactly that to her, she pushed back against him, his hands gripping her hips, feeling the hard evidence between them.

  “Damn, I just came hearing that,” Bri panted, before she straightened herself up.

  “If we can’t watch, I want a video of it,” Kaidence told him.

  Groaning at her friends’ lack of an off switch, and the fact that whatever came out of their mouths was crude, she shook her head at their bluntness. Nothing was held back with either of them.

  “I’ll see you guys later, okay?” her voice wobbled as Caleb slid his hand up to her lower stomach and traced over the band of her jeans.

  “You know how to ruin a moment, Sage. Fine, but we all want details later, just like the ones that you told us earlier,” Lilly answered with a laugh as she turned around and walked towards the door. Both Kaidence and Bri followed. Once the door was closed, she turned around in Caleb’s grip.

  She never had a chance to speak before his mouth crashed to hers. Her fingers gripped his shirt when he pushed her against her desk. His thigh pushed between hers as his fingers slid higher up and circled her now-hard nipple. Her head dropped back as his mouth slid from her mouth, down her neck and bit down. Gasping, her hands tightened in his shirt.

  “Caleb, we can’t. Your ribs,” she panted.

  “The only pain I’m in right now is I’m not buried deep inside of that sweet pussy of yours, spitfire.” She couldn’t help as her hips rocked along his thigh. The sensation of the pressure of him rubbing against the seam of her jeans, every pull of the material stroked over her clit, pulling her panties tighter, was almost too much.

  She rested her hands against his chest and pushed lightly, not wanting to hurt him. “Caleb.”

  “Sage, I need you. I can handle the pain from my ribs but not the fact of not being inside of you.”

  She had no chance of a reply as he swiped his hand over the desk, knocking everything from the side where her laptop sat onto the ground, and then lay her down. Her legs wrapped around his waist, pulling him with her. Caleb’s cock slid against her as he ground harder.

  Standing back, he pulled her desk chair over and sat down between her legs, undoing the zipper and pulling the material down her legs. Throwing the jeans over his shoulder, he shifted closer, spreading her wider so he could slide between them.

  His fingers traced up from her ankle to her thigh. His thumb glided over her panties, adding pressure as he slid over her clit.

  Digging her nails into her desk, Caleb pulled aside her panties; his breath whispered over her sensitive area seconds before his hot mouth covered her.

  Moaning as his tongue flicked over her hard nub, his thumb dipped into her. Short movements in and out, twisting inside of her, had her arching from the desk.

  “Caleb,” she moaned out after he retracted his thumb and replaced it with two fingers.

  He pulled her to the edge of the desk, never once taking his mouth from her clit. Her hands gripped his head, holding him there as she rocked against his mouth.

  Tugging her clit with his teeth, she screamed as pleasure racked her body. Her feet wrapped around his shoulders as his fingers dove into her faster.

  Pulling his mouth from her, panting, his eyes found hers as his fingers continued to move inside of her.

  “You’re close, aren’t you, spitfire? I can feel you clenching around me,” he groaned.

  “Please, Caleb. Make me come,” she whimpered at the sensation and his words.

  His fingers suddenly pulled from her as he shifted back the chair he was in and stood. His hands went to the front of his jeans. Sliding the zipper down and pushing them further down his hips, his cock sprang free. Licking her lips, she watched as he wrapped his own hand around his length and slowly began gliding over him. His eyes were glued to her parted legs.

  He didn’t touch her as his hand slid al
ong his length. Sliding her own hand down her body, she shifted her legs further apart and glided her middle finger over her clit. As he sped his movements up, so did she over her bud.

  Her orgasm was right there. Pushing two of her fingers inside of herself, her ass lifted from the desk, feet pressed against the top as she quickened her pace.

  Caleb growled, ripped her fingers from her body and lifted her from the desk, spinning her around. Pushing on her back, she lay flat against the desk, panting for air.

  He shifted behind her, and glided his hand down her back till it lingered near her ass. “Spread your legs wider, spitfire,” he rasped.

  Doing what he said, her body shook at the idea of him taking her this way again.

  The tip of his erection rubbed against her opening. “You ready?” he asked.

  “Please, I need you inside of me,” she panted.

  His hands gripped her hips, and in one single hard thrust, he was buried deep within her. She screamed out at the force while he stood there unmoving. Shifting her hips, adjusting to the sheer size of him, he pulled back, leaving only the tip of him inside of her.

  “I’m going to fuck you really hard now, spitfire.” As soon as the words left his mouth, he slammed forward. Pulled back. Thrust forward again. Harder each time. Her moans echoed through the room with his as she tightened around him. She clawed at the desk while he pounded harder and harder into her.

  “God, I love your pussy, spitfire,” he groaned out.

  She pushed back against him as he slid forward, driving him deeper. His fingers tightened at her hips while he held her there; the slapping of his thighs against hers rang in the room. Every noise they made drove her higher.

  Holding the edge of the desk, she pushed back and gripped down on his cock as she shattered, screaming his name.

  His pace quickened. Back. Forth. Back. Forth. Harder and harder. He thickened further inside of her when she clamped down again, holding him there as another orgasm shot through her system.

  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.

  CHAPTER

  TWENTY-FOUR

  Logan 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.