You’re Mine by Penny Brooks

Chapter 33

Chapter 33

Easton

I can’t believe Blake even bothered to save his number in Harper’s phone. It’s not like he actually gives a shit about her or wants anything more than her pussy. His game is the same as mine-sleep with the hottest girls in our school and bust out of here the second we graduate.

But it takes balls to tread on our best friend’s sister.

Can’t I say the same thing about me?

No.

The same isn’t true at all because the first time my mouth was on her, I didn’t know it was Harper. The second time, in her cat costume, I didn’t know either. She was just Mystery Girll to me.

But now?

Fuck.

She’s a goddamn tease with the tightest ass and a rack unlike I’ve ever touched before, nipples. I want to pull into my mouth and bite.

My dick is getting hard again as I find my seat in the last row of English class.

And to think the hard-on Harper had given me in the library had just died down, but it’s back and roaring to be inside of her.

“Easton, you’re late,” my teacher says the moment my ass hits the chair.

“Sorry, traffic jam in the stairwell. Won’t happen again.”

Ryan turns toward me from three rows ahead and laughs. He’s looking all studious with his notebook in front of him, pencil in hand, his gaze now on our teacher who’s

going over the chapters that had been assigned as homework last night.

Chapters I haven’t read because I spent the night with Harper instead.

I’m going to have to copy Ryan’s notes after school, there’s no way I can pay attention right now.

owning every thought

happen, so I reach into the top of my bookbag, secretly sliding my phone into my hand. As

message from

click on

gave a shit … except

must have made

of me thinks

quickly check to make sure the teacher still can’t see me, and I switch to text, realizing I hadn’t saved

then a thought hits

when my drunk ass is reckless, and I accidentally leave my phone on

her name and type in Mystery Girl

Me: It’s Easton.

finally realize that neither of

Mystery Girl: Dick.

one that you like very much, especially

swallowing my cum.

have to remind me of the two seconds you lasted. Unless it meant something to you. Yikes, it sounds

teacher moves to a different white board. When my eyes return to my phone, I read Harper’s message again, imagining what she’ll taste like when I lick her pussy again. What she’ll sound like

rather have Blake’s dick in your mouth? Shit, it sounds like you

 

talk about Aisha. Now that’s a girl who definitely knows

Me: Jealous?

opinion on Scout’s relationship with her father, Atticus, which was covered in last night’s reading

gaze up, the

the messages you’ve been sending while you were supposed to

Fuck me.

I begin, needing to find a way out of this, “is, you know,

right,” Ryan

report, detailing their relationship, and due by our next class.” The teacher turns around, glancing over her shoulder after a few paces.

I nod.

detention, that would be much easier than reading the

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