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.

is owning every thought in my

into the top of my bookbag, secretly sliding my phone

from Harper waiting

on the

either of us actually gave

have made

me thinks that’s

the teacher still can’t see me, and

then a thought hits

Ryan sees my screen one day, when my drunk ass is reckless, and I accidentally leave my phone on a table and she happens

and type in Mystery

Me: It’s Easton.

realize that

Mystery Girl: Dick.

But one that you like very much, especially when it’s in your mouth

swallowing my cum.

seconds you lasted. Unless it meant something

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

rather have Blake’s dick in your

 

Aisha. Now that’s a girl who definitely knows her

Me: Jealous?

says, “why don’t you give the class your opinion on Scout’s relationship with her father, Atticus, which was covered in last night’s reading

slowly gaze up, the teacher

messages you’ve been sending while

Fuck me.

a way out of this, “is, you know, just like any other kid’s relationship with their parents at that age.” I look at my other classmates.

right,”

due by our next class.” The teacher turns around, glancing over her shoulder after a few paces. “Your phone stays in your pocket

I nod.

that would be much easier than reading the chapters and writing

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