You’re Mine by Penny Brooks

Chapter 36

Harper

I’m instantly wet.

My legs shake as his words vibrate through me.

I never expected Easton to be on the other side of the door when the bell rang, I never expected him to check on me.

I certainly didn’t expect him to say that.

“Easton …”

“Let me in, Harper. You know you want my fingers in your pussy and you know you want my mouth on your clit.”

My lips part, trying to form a response.

“What’s wrong?” he asks, taking a step forward. “At a loss for words?”

I find myself backing up, our pace equal as he moves into my house and shuts the door behind him, my back hitting the closest wall.

His hands surround my face, his kiss so full of hunger, his tongue sliding in and circling mine.

“Goddamn it,” he groans, sucking on my bottom lip. “I’ve thought about this-this beautiful lip-since you teased me in the library.”

I’ve lost control of my body, it’s now owned by Easton’s hands. His tongue. Even his

scent.

When I’m in his presence, I can’t help but give him what he wants.

Because it’s what I want, too.

More of his attention.

More of his touch.

More of his tongue.

“Your parents aren’t here, are they?”

I tilt my head up to meet his eyes, feeling the heat flush across my cheeks. “No, they won’t be home for a while, but Ryan,”

“He’s tied up for the next few hours, I already checked.”

His arms surround me and lift me into the air. He makes me feel like I’m weightless, so tiny against his large, muscular frame. He carries me to the couch, setting me on the middle cushion, tearing at my leggings the moment his hands are free. He pulls them down my legs and over my feet, staring at my bareness underneath.

“No panties?”

sliding over his

it’s like wearing a tracksuit to

glances down, between my legs. “You’re fucking

lights are on, the blinds are open, and he’s

I can’t stop quivering.

gaze slowly travels up my body and lands back on mine. “Goddamn it, Harper.

up my baggy shirt where I’m still wearing my bra. But that doesn’t stop him from flicking my nipples with the pads of his fingers like I’m

Pulling them.

Tugging.

legs widen on their own and, as he kneels in front of me,

his lips away. “I can’t get enough of

told him it’s just store-bought lotion that many girls at our school probably wear, but each time he compliments me

what it tastes like

he’s rubbing my nipples makes it harder to take a

place he looked at earlier, the one that makes my skin scorch. “I want you

“Easton-”

about to say. “It’s not time for that

relief as his lips press against my stomach, lifting my shirt to kiss the

almost too much. But it gets even more intense as he lowers, past my belly button, stopping at

nose rubs across my

Inhaling my scent.

the air halting in my lungs as our eyes lock. This time feels different than before,

then he does it again but slower and harder this time.

Tugging.

back arches from the sensation, my legs widen on their own and, as he kneels in front of me,

scent,” he whispers, pulling his lips away. “I can’t

our school probably wear, but each

what it tastes

I giggle, the way he’s rubbing my nipples makes it

hand lowers, stopping at that place he looked

“Easton,”

His eyes are telling me not to worry, he knows what I’m about to say. “It’s not time for that yet. I’m only going to

press against my stomach, lifting my shirt to kiss the tops of my

feeling of his mouth almost too much. But it gets even more intense as he

rubs

Inhaling my scent.

of his head, the air halting in my lungs as our eyes lock. This time feels different than before, it’s not rushed, it’s in

he does it again

melting-from his words, from his stare, from the feel of his

back of my head

spot he needs to

knows the speed that