You’re Mine by Penny Brooks

Chapter 4

Easton

I’ll kiss this girl and figure out who she is. I’ve kissed pretty much every girl worth kissing in our class, yet I don’t recognize her voice.

She could be disguising it though. Trying to trick me. Plus, I’m a little drunk.

I know this girl. I have to.

Her skin is like silk. Soft to the touch. Her fragrance is intoxicating. I keep breathing it in deep, letting the delicate floral

scent fill my senses. Not too sweet. A hint of sexy.

She’s all curves. Her flaring hips and tiny waist are the perfect ratio. And when I had her pinned earlier, that lush ass tucked against my crotch, my dick sprang to life, eager to come out and play.

But I’m not going to fuck this girl in a dark bathroom. I don’t even know who she is.

I’ll kiss her though. I’m not above

that.

“Wait a minute.” She braces her

hands on my chest the moment she’s facing me, and her touch is like a brand. Hot fingertips press

into my pecs, making me shiver, and no girl makes me shiver. “What are you doing?”

“Shh.” I remove my hand from her hip, my fingers brushing against her chest by accident as I reach for her neck. Damn, her tits are big. Can’t touch her there yet, though. I need to ease her into this. “Tell me your name.”

A shuddery breath leaves her, but otherwise, she says nothing.

Okay, mystery girl.

her neck and tip her head back. Leaning in, I hover my face above

dark eyes watch me in return. Pert

head, I brush

The tiny hairs on my arms stand on end as I pull her into me, that curvy body nestling against mine as !

parts her lips eagerly, her tongue meeting mine. It’s a shy

do, knowing in an instant that

her first. I still don’t who this girl is, but she tastes

and I groan into her mouth, my hand curving around the back of her head so I can hold her firmly. We devour each other, my tongue thrusting, hers meeting. Retreating. I chase

More, more, more.

whimpers when I sink my teeth into her lower lip. A breathy moan leaves her when I dare to

the kiss to run

you?” I ask as ! nip and

my mouth to hers,

around my neck, her fingers sliding into my hair as she clings to me. I run my other hand down her back, over the strings of her bikini that tie behind her. One tug and I’d have that

yet, I tell myself. I can’t push too fast. This girl isn’t like

teach her everything I

slides down her back, resting at the base of her spine, just

chopterid

hasn’t been in the pool. And they’re not

my fingers beneath the fabric, touching soft, soft skin. I dare to go further, skimming along the curve of her smooth ass. Her body is like a fucking wet dream, and I’m instantly hard. I

Will she let me?

her ass to touch

confusion in that

you, I won’t be able to stop.” I kiss her, our lips clinging. “Ever.” Another