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 that’s not

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

“Kiss me,” I demand.

darkness in the bathroom, a sea of black covering her. I’m tempted to rip off the

her gaze

time drinking me in,

She’s missed me, too.

waits

repeat, clinging to her

heat from her mouth drawing me in

hers, I use the wall

tit. Her nipple is so hard, I

purring like a fucking cat, making her choice of costume

sounds she’ll make if my hand moves between

legs.

kissed, something I still believe to be true, then I’ll be the first

To see her naked.

feel her tight,

A virgin

dick hardens

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

almost tropical, a scent like one of the islands my family

strengthening around me, her head tilting back as I devour

“Oh God,” she exhales

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

“Mmm,” she breathes.

as I pinch the edge of her nipple, pulling it

there

the entire

my dick into her and she rocks her hips forward, I can feel the heat from her

pulse working through me. But if anything more is going to happen between us-and it is-T must know something first. I need an answer to the question that’s been haunting