Harper's Little Spitfire

by Angel Steel

  Standing himself, they made their way out of the room and back to his bedroom. As he pushed the door open, Zeb moved slightly from where he was. Opening his eyes at the door opening, Logan nodded towards him as he rolled over further, pulling Sage tighter against him. Removing his shirt, he left his jeans on and slid into bed.

  Caleb folded the sofa bed out in the corner of the room and lay down. Zeb’s light snoring echoed through the quiet room. He shifted onto his side as he faced Sage. She looked so peaceful compared to how she was earlier. Lifting his hand, Logan skimmed his fingers along her cheek. What is going through her head? Pushing a strand of hair behind her ear, she whimpered in her sleep.

  Her body shifted slightly in Zeb’s grasp. He let her go enough so she sidled up closer to him. Her body was cold, still wrapped in the blanket Caleb wrapped around her. Pulling her flush against him, she sighed. The heat radiating from Logan was enough to stop the onslaught of shivers that coursed through her body.

  Encasing his arm around her, loving how she fit perfectly aligned with him, he loved everything about this tiny spitfire of a woman. He couldn’t find one fault with her that he didn’t love. She was perfect, beautiful, smart, funny, and quick-witted, sharp tongued, and drove him completely insane with uncontrollable lust. She just had to glance his way, and he was throbbing for her.

  Lightly tracing his fingers up and down her exposed back, he wasn’t allowing his cock to take over control of his mind. It wasn’t the right time to think of all the ways he wanted her. Fixing his erection in a more comfortable position, he lay wide-awake, stroking her back as she slept in his arms.

  One way or another, in the morning, they were finding out the real story of what had happened to leave her in such a devastated state, whether she wanted to share it with them or not. He disliked that she had kept it to herself this long; he hated it, in fact. Logan wanted her to trust him with everything and anything.

  Sage’s arm rested over his chest, her hand flat, covering his beating heart. Her leg thrown over his was making it quite hard not to think dirty thoughts about her, with the way she lay half on him.

  Caleb shifted on the sofa at the end of the bed, grumbling something he could not hear, and then he sat up looking towards the door that went out to the balcony. Logan understood why he couldn’t sleep; with Sage upset, it was hard to.

  Zeb’s arm covered over her lower body and his hand rested on her ribs. Her body was pushed tightly against his; nothing could possibly fit between them. He shifted her a little, not complaining about having her so close to him, but it was extremely hard not to do what he wanted.

  The blanket rose higher up her leg as she followed him further across the bed. Groaning, Logan shifted from her, sat up and sat there on the edge of the bed, facing the bathroom. Maybe a cold shower might help erase the thoughts running through his head.

  Standing, he stepped lightly, not wanting to wake her.

  “You know that won’t help, bro,” Caleb’s voice echoed towards him.

  “I would rather freeze my nuts off than molest her in her sleep, Caleb,” Logan grumbled.

  Walking into the bathroom, Logan closed the door before he switched the light on, not wanting to disrupt anyone in the room.

  Stripping his jeans and ignoring his erection, he stood under the head of the shower and turned it on straight to cold. Water gushed out and covered him instantly. “Shit,” he hissed as his body erupted with goose bumps. He stood under the water for as long as he could handle it, and then quickly turned the handle so the hot water came through.

  Resting his head against the wall as the warm water cascaded down his head and back, he knew there was no way he was going to get any sleep now. Looking down at his still-erect cock, it was obviously thinking the same thing itself. He wasn’t going to pull himself off; if he did, it would only heighten his desire further for her, and this wasn’t the right time for it either.

  Shaking his head, he grabbed the soap, lathered up his hands and started to wash. Starting with his arms, then his chest, he slid further down his torso until he reached his hardness. Gripping his length in hand, his other hand resting against the wall of the shower as he stood there, he wanted nothing more than to walk back into the room and wake her with his mouth between her legs, to hear the sweet sounds of pleasure come from her mouth. Licking his lips, Logan imagined the taste of her there while Caleb or Zeb fought over who she was going to suck off first between them.

  Pulling his hand away from his erection, he turned off the water and stepped out. Pulling a towel from the hanger, he dried himself as best he could. Wrapping the towel around his waist, Logan took a deep breath and opened the door.

  The light from the bathroom cast over the darkened room. The sheets were thrown to the side where Caleb once lay. Noticing the main door to the room ajar, he knew his brother couldn’t sleep either. Walking over to his closet, Logan removed a pair of jeans from a hanger and pulled them on. Leaving them un-zipped, he removed a buttoned shirt from the clean hamper, and placed it on, leaving it open.

  Glancing one final time towards the bed, Logan absorbed the breathtaking image before him; Sage lay fully exposed to him. The blanket was at her feet and Zeb’s tanned arm rested over her hip. Her completely naked back and ass was bare for the world to see. He quietly stepped towards the bed and lifted the blanket to cover her.

  It was a shame to cover something so beautiful. Her hand slid slowly down Zeb’s front, resting at the top of his jeans. Zeb’s body shifted slightly to her movement. Grinning to himself, Logan walked towards the door and closed it quietly behind him.

  He preferred to stay in bed with her wrapped around him, but it wouldn’t help his erection if he did. He needed to occupy his mind from her naked form in bed. Knowing there was plenty to do on the family property, it was the best choice to leave the room and find something that would distract him enough from her.

  Walking down the stairs, Logan knew his father would be up and ready for the day’s work. The only ones who ever got a chance to sleep in here were when Sage or any close family or friends came to visit. Not one of the Harper boys or the workers had the privilege of that when there was work do be done.

  Stepping into the kitchen, he found his father and Caleb leaning against the bench, drinking coffee. Caleb nodded his way as he approached the coffee machine and poured himself one.

  “You’re up early, son,” his father observed.

  “No point in sleeping if there’s stuff to do,” Logan replied.

  “Yeah, I doubt that is where your mind is at right now.”

  Logan couldn’t help but laugh. Nothing was held back from their father. If it was, it wasn’t for long, since the old man saw a lot of what was happening around him.

  “So why are you both down here when you have a pretty little woman in your bed?”

  With most parents, there was a limit you could share with them, but with his father, nothing was ever held back.

  “Dad, do you really want the details on that?” Caleb voiced as he sat down at the breakfast bench.

  “No, not really. Sage is like a daughter to me. I don’t want to know what you all do in your spare time, but I’m here if any of you ever need to talk.”

  “Yeah, we know, Dad,” Logan said with a smile as he stood near the sink.

  “Well, since you are both here, I think we should go and sort out that damn barn. I’m sick of my shit being placed back where it ain’t supposed to be,” his father said.

  Caleb slid off the stool and placed his cup in the sink as he passed Logan. “Well stop allowing the workers in there to take your shit out.”

  “Watch your mouth, son. I’ll still kick your ass.”

  “Least I will give you a run for your money, old man.”

  Well shit! Caleb was in one of those damn moods.

  “Who are you calling old man, squirt? The day you can beat me will be the day I’m six-foot under.” The boom of his dad’s laughter echoed through the kitchen as he was rea
dy to follow the arguing pair.

  Least it wasn’t going to be one of those boring days, that was for sure. Closing the door behind him, Logan slid on his boots and caught up to them as they walked towards the barn. Today was going to be a good day, even knowing that what Sage would tell them could possibly upset them; he wasn’t going to allow that at all. No matter the information she told them, he was taking this as a new day.

  He would help sort the barn out and anything else his father needed, and then he and his brothers were going to spend quality time with Sage. A ride across the acres of the property and maybe stop off at the dam and have some lunch and a swim.

  ~~*~~*~~

  Sage groaned as she started to wake. Throwing the blanket off, she tried to sit up but was held back by a tan arm lying over her stomach; a hand also gripped her hip. Glancing over her shoulder, she caught Zeb’s green eyes staring at her. Throwing her head back against the pillow, she wiggled her body away from his; well, she tried to at least.

  Zeb pulled her flush against his front, feeling the evidence of his arousal nudging her ass.

  Her hands fisted the sheet, as his fingers traced little circles over her hip. His foot pushed between her legs, opening them further as his hand slid down from her hip to the top of her clit and sat there, not going any further.

  Her breathing became heavy as they lay in silence. It was killing her that his hand had stopped moving, when all she wanted was for him to slide lower and feel him inside of her.

  Ready to say something to him, she felt his mouth on her neck. Light kisses started from behind her ear, down her neck and back up as he tightened his hold on her hip. He ground his erection harder into her ass, making her whimper at the hardness; she wanted nothing more than to have him anyway she could.

  His mouth returned to her ear. “Unless you want me to take you right now, I suggest you jump up and get in the shower,” Zeb whispered with a heavy breath as he bit her earlobe.

  Her whole body shivered at his words. How could she or anyone that was in her shoes right now remove themselves from a bed with a half-naked man behind them, their erection grounding against their ass? Not many at all would do that. There was no way she was leaving the bed right now, not a chance.

  Images from the previous night flashed through her mind. Initially a few pleasant ones filtered through, until hurtful words spilled from Mac’s mouth. She didn’t want the agony from having her heart shredded. She needed to forget how her ‘special’ night had destroyed a piece of her heart.

  She wanted and needed to forget.

  Flipping over and facing him suddenly, taking him by surprise, Sage fisted his cock through his jeans. His hips lifted off the bed as she slid under them and gripped him in her hand. She loved that he never worn underwear, completely commando underneath.

  Zeb hissed as her hand glided over him, painfully slow. Gripping the sheet in one hand beside him, his other found its way between her legs, rubbing over her clit. Rubbing against his hand, she lifted her leg up slightly, giving him more access to where she wanted him.

  His thumb found her hard bud, adding pressure; she did the same with her movements along him. Both moaning at what they were doing to each other, she needed more of him. Sitting up, she undid his button and pulled the zipper down. His cock sprang free instantly; a drop of pre-cum glistened on the tip as her hand wrapped around him again.

  Licking her lips, she leaned forward and took him into her mouth fully. His back arched off the bed, pushing him further into her mouth. Swallowing around the head, gripping him, her hand fondled his tight sack.

  His fingers pinched her clit, causing her to scream around him. Shifting slightly more into a sitting position, she widened her legs and slid her own hand between her legs. His fingers stayed on her clit, as she pushed two fingers inside of herself. She wasn’t holding back her desire for him or from herself. Having her own fingers inside of her, while he was playing with her clit, was one of the hottest things she ever imagined.

  She watched as he leaned up on his elbows. His eyes a darker shade of green, showing how aroused he was, his eyes latched onto where her hand was.

  “Fuck, spitfire,” he moaned out, becoming impossibly hard in her mouth.

  His leg shifted to the side, giving her plenty of room between his legs. Without removing her mouth from him, she crawled over his leg to sit fully between them; all the while, she continued to devour him.

  Sliding her mouth down and up, twisting her mouth from one side to the other, her hand tightened around him, gripping him as her mouth repeated its onslaught. His moans drove her wild, the way his body shook from the pleasure she was giving him. Gripping his thigh with her other hand, she smiled as the muscles bunched under her hand.

  Suddenly, his hands gripped the side of her head, stopping her movements. Her eyes shifted up to his.

  Zeb shook his head. “You are not getting me off like this. I need you on my mouth. I need to taste those sweet juices pouring from your pussy,” he panted.

  Removing her mouth with a pop, she sat back and pouted at him. She was not finished, not by a long shot.

  He sat up and pulled her up his body. She never had a chance to say a word as his mouth attacked hers. Sliding his tongue into her mouth, she sucked and nipped as he did the same to her. Minutes went by as their hands roamed each other’s body; his jeans somehow came off in the process, and she was being pulled up to his mouth.

  As soon as Zeb’s teeth nipped at her clit, more wetness escaped her body. Her hands gripped the headboard of the bed, holding herself up. Sage’s hips rocked against his mouth, back and forth as his fingers dug into her thighs, pulling a loud moan from her throat.

  Her hand fell from the grip she had and pulled at his hair. Growling, he sucked her harder with his mouth as his tongue dove into her. Her back arched, knees pinned to his head, locking him in place.

  Sliding her hand down his leg, she reached for his cock and fisted him. Looking down at him, his eyes latched to hers. His pupils dilated fully, as he rocked into her hand.

  Seconds later, he pulled his mouth from her throbbing core. “Spin around, baby. I need you to suck me, while I eat you out.”

  Moaning at his words, and with shaky legs, she did what he said. He helped her get in the right position that he wanted. Perched above him, wrapping her hand around the base of him, her tongue snuck out and ran from base to tip. Once she was at the tip, she enveloped the head into her mouth and sucked hard.

  His mouth latched onto her clit, and then two fingers pushed into her, causing her to gasp at the slightest amount of pain from the entrance. Her mouth stayed still as his fingers slid in, out, in, out. Deeper one minute, then shallow the next. Her knees began to shake, his hips started to lift, sliding himself into her mouth. Her teeth pulled along each of his piercings as he moved in her mouth.

  “Jesus, spitfire! You have no idea what that dirty little mouth of yours does to me,” he groaned.

  She had a good idea, because he was doing the same to her. His other hand moved up the side of her leg and over her ass cheek. Then out of nowhere, his hand came down hard as the slap echoed through the room.

  Her pussy clenched around his fingers as they continued moving into her. Opening her mouth wider, she allowed him to use her mouth the way he wanted. Her hands gripped his thighs, as his other hand sat on her ass cheek, rubbing over the spot where his hand landed.

  “You like that, spitfire?” he mumbled around her.

  Without a word, she pushed against his mouth. His fingers slid down the crack and lingered near her puckered hole, before it moved further down. He coated his fingers in her juices, slid back up and lightly stroked over her ass.

  Her mouth moved frantically over him as his fingers slammed into her wet heat. As he pulled back, a finger slid into her ass. Moaning around him, she pushed back, wanting more. She clenched around his fingers, her body arching away from his as pleasure assaulted her body.

  His teeth pulled at her clit as anothe
r finger entered her; two in each hole, he had her body arching against him. She tasted the sweet salty taste of him, knowing he was as close as she was to exploding.

  The vibration of his moans against her clit sent waves of shocks through her. Her toes began to curl as her body was heading for one hell of a powerful orgasm. Curling his fingers deep inside of her, she moved as fast as he was with her mouth.

  The orgasm was building higher and higher; a light mist of sweat coated her body along with his as her body shifted along his. Both their mouths devoured each other as he moaned around her clit.

  Her hand returned to his balls, and gently but firmly, Sage massaged them in her palm. A third finger was added to her pussy as he slammed forward. Gripping his cock with her mouth, Sage moved up and down as fast as she could to keep up with him. Her orgasm came upon her quickly. Stopping her movement, he continued to pump faster into her mouth as she erupted. Screaming around him, her hips rocked with his fingers as they kept up the action of sliding in and out of her.

  Gripping the base of him, he thickened further, making it almost impossible to take the sheer size of him, but she managed. She held him in place, allowing him to control the speed. His tongue swiped over her sensitive clit. Gasping at the sheer pleasure of it, her hand slid along him as her mouth did.

  His mouth left her. “Fuck!” he roared as he poured himself down her throat. The warm liquid slid down her throat as he slowed his thrusting. Swallowing every bit of him, Zeb stopped his movements as she fell atop of him, panting for air.

  “Well, that is definitely a way to begin the day,” he said, laughing.

  Rolling off him, Sage lay her body beside his. Both were covered in sweat, head-to-toe, trying to get their breathing under control. His hand rested on top of her thigh, inches away from where it had been. Her arms lay across her stomach as she tried to catch her breath.

  After a bit, she sat up on her elbows and looked down her body at where he lay. His head was to the side, glancing her way. Shyly smiling, she sat up further, pulling the sheet with her. She felt a little self-conscious still about being naked in front of one of the boys. All of them were sexy and beautiful with toned bodies. She hated when she felt this way, yet she couldn’t help but be plagued by self-doubt.