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

one wears underwear with leggings, it’s like wearing a tracksuit to bed and getting twisted

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

are on, the blinds are open, and he’s looking at that ultra-private, personal

I can’t stop quivering.

my body and lands back on mine. “Goddamn

against mine. His hands move 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 wearing

Pulling them.

Tugging.

and, as he

scent,” he whispers, pulling his lips away. “I

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

to see what it tastes

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

that place he looked at earlier, the one that makes

“Easton-”

worry, he knows what I’m about to say. “It’s not time for that yet. I’m only going to use

against my stomach, lifting my shirt to kiss the tops of my breasts, lowering my bra enough to

much. But it gets even more intense as

rubs across my

Inhaling my scent.

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

of me, and then he does it again but slower and harder this time. “You

Tugging.

on their own and, as he kneels in front of

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

that many girls at our school probably wear, but each time he compliments

to see what

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

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

“Easton,”

to worry, he knows what I’m about to say. “It’s not time for that yet. I’m only

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

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

nose rubs across

Inhaling my scent.

halting in my lungs as our eyes lock. This time feels different than before, it’s not rushed, it’s in the light, and

then he does it again but slower and harder this

from his stare, from the feel of his wet, talented tongue as it suddenly begins to pick up

the back of my head pushing into the

knows the spot he needs to

that makes