You’re Mine by Penny Brooks

Chapter 10

Easton

She’s here.

Mystery girl.

The one I’ve been thinking about nonstop, searching the hallways, classrooms, even looking for her in the parking lot after school.

Now she’s in my house, breaking into my dad’s beer fridge, standing only a few feet away from me.

Waiting for me to kiss her.

Her ass was the dead giveaway. The moment I stepped into the

garage and saw those perfect cheeks spread high in the air, 1 knew. And then she turned around, showing off those delicious tits, nipples already perked up.

My dick throbs from inside the robe.

I need to feel her body against mine. “Come here.”

She doesn’t move, so I walk over, backing her up until she’s leaning against the fridge

I run my finger over her red, full, gorgeous lips. “I have been dreaming about these,” I say, reminding her of the last thing she said to me before she kicked me

out of the bathroom.

I hold her waist, getting a feel of her in this costume. Her tight, curvy body on full display, every dip and arch, begging to be caressed

She’s holding my stare hostage.

“Fuck,” I growl, pulling her against me. “You look amazing.” I tilt her waist toward me, pressing my erection into her. “Do you feel what you’ve done to me?” I draw a line from her throat to her stomach. “But seeing you in this outfit has been well worth waiting a week.”

“Easton,” she whispers, wrapping

her arms around my neck, bringing our faces closer.

She knows me.

don’t know her and

legs circling my waist, hands clutching my shoulders. I walk

“Kiss me,” I demand.

covering her. I’m tempted to rip off the mask, to see

gaze

drinking

She’s missed me, too.

each second she waits only teases

repeat, clinging to her

moans fill my ears, the heat from her mouth drawing me in closer, the urge to strip off her costume so heavy in my

tongue around hers, I use the wall

cup my palm around her tit. Her nipple is so hard, I rub

cat, making her choice of costume even more

sounds she’ll make if my

legs.

first guy she’s ever kissed, something I still believe to

To see her naked.

her

A virgin

hardens

to hold back.” I lick her off my mouth, tasting her, taking in her stare. “There are so

I’ve never had before. A sweetness that’s almost tropical, a scent like

legs strengthening around me, her

“Oh God,” she exhales

skin, her pulse skyrocketing against my mouth, her back arching as

“Mmm,” she breathes.

throat as I pinch the

door, there isn’t going to be any interruptions. Tonight, we have nothing but

the entire evening

so when I push my dick into her and she rocks her hips forward, I

so good,” I hiss, this deep, nagging pulse working through me. But if anything more is going to happen between us-and it is-T must