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.

her and that’s

the point where I lift her into the air, her legs circling my waist, hands clutching my shoulders. I walk us over to the

“Kiss me,” I demand.

a sea of black covering her. I’m tempted to rip off the

gaze

taking her time drinking me in,

She’s missed me, too.

each second she waits only

I repeat, clinging to

lip before it crashes against mine. Her moans fill my ears, the heat from her mouth

my tongue around hers, I use the

and cup my palm around her tit. Her nipple is so hard, I rub my thumb across the tip, back

purring like a fucking cat, making her choice of costume

make

legs.

if I’m the first guy she’s ever kissed, something I still believe to be true,

To see her naked.

her tight,

A virgin

hardens

back.” I lick her off my mouth, tasting her, taking in her stare. “There are so many things I want to do to

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

grip, her legs strengthening around me, her head

“Oh God,” she exhales

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

“Mmm,” she breathes.

other tit, a cry releasing from her throat as I pinch

on the garage door, there isn’t going to

entire evening with

Hugh Hefner silk robe I’m wearing is thin, so is her costume, so when I push my dick into her and she rocks her hips forward, I can feel

if anything more is going to happen between us-and it is-T must know