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.

know her and

the air, her legs circling my waist, hands clutching my

“Kiss me,” I demand.

of black covering her. I’m tempted

gaze

her time drinking

She’s missed me, too.

waits

me,” I repeat, clinging

mine. Her moans fill my ears, the heat from her mouth drawing me in closer, the urge to strip off her

I circle my tongue around hers, I use the

Her nipple is so hard, I rub my thumb across the tip,

a fucking cat, making

she’ll make if my

legs.

I still believe to be true, then I’ll

To see her naked.

feel her

A virgin

dick hardens even

difficult to hold back.” I lick her off my mouth, tasting her, taking

tropical, a scent

in my grip, her legs strengthening around me, her head

“Oh God,” she exhales

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

“Mmm,” she breathes.

to her other tit, a cry releasing from her throat as I pinch the edge of her nipple, pulling it enough

door, there isn’t going to be any

the entire evening with

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

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