You’re Mine by Penny Brooks

Chapter 19 

Harper 

Oh God. 

Easton‘s fingers are inside of my panties. Inside of me. He‘s watching me, his expression guarded, though his eyes flare with heat, giving him away. He‘s 

enjoying this moment and how he tortures me. 

He‘s right. He‘s going to ruin me for life. 

It can‘t be like this. Not now, in a janitor‘s closet when we‘re supposed to be in class. Not when  

he‘s saying such rude things and trying to tear me down. I hate him. He‘s so mean. Meaner than usual. I have no idea what I did to him to make him so damn angry all the time, but it‘s terrifying. 

Exhilarating. 

Sexy 

“Look at you,” he practically croons. “I treat you like garbage yet you‘re still getting off.” His fingers dip lower. “So wet.” 

I close my eyes as tight as I can, humiliation washing over me, but not enough to make me want him to stop. I am definitely wet. And weak. Weak for him. Desperate for 

his touch. I know we shouldn‘t be doing this, but I want it. I want more. 

When it comes to Easton, I want it all. 

He shifts closer, his nose trailing down my neck as he breathes me in. “Why the fuck do you smell like coconuts?” 

It‘s my lotion. I‘d tell him that, but | can‘t find my voice. 

sounds confused, his hand

open, and I find he‘s watching me, a fierce scowl

you talking about?” 

blue eyes like ice. “You‘re fucking with

“About what?” 

my clit. I bite back a gasp.

it?” 

Maybe he‘s finally put it together that I‘m the girl he‘s kissed–twice.

tricked him, when that was never my

to stroke, and I lock my knees, so I don‘t crumple to the floor, my eyes falling closed once more. It feels so good, how he‘s touching me. Far

your eyes,” he

fly open and our gazes lock. Hold. He shifts even closer, as close as he can get, his other hand reaching for my jeans and

closer and closer

moving faster. I press myself against the door, my breaths accelerating. “I want you to watch me

fuzzy, and I arch my neck, my gaze still on him as

in, his hot breath on my throat, his hair brushing against my

I‘m coming 

my lips as my hips buck, and

to wrench every last drop of my orgasm from me. It

last wave washes over me, and

the room. I crack open my eyes just in time to witness him licking his fingers, his curling tongue setting off a

says with

is what I want to say, but I

shut 

you?” He shakes his head. “Next time, I‘ll use my mouth on you. Let‘s see how

way, opening the door and leaving me alone in the closet. I bolt out after him, not caring if anyone saw