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?”

feral, his tongue sliding over his lips as

like wearing a tracksuit to bed and getting twisted

that so ‘” He glances down, between my legs. “You’re

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

I can’t stop quivering.

lands back on

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

Pulling them.

Tugging.

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

whispers, pulling his lips away. “I can’t get enough of

store-bought lotion that many girls at our school probably wear, but each time he

want to see what

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

don’t want your neck, Harper.” His hand lowers, stopping at that place he

“Easton-”

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

and relief as his lips press against my stomach, lifting my shirt to kiss the tops of my breasts, lowering my bra enough to lick each

of his mouth almost too much. But it gets even more intense as he lowers, past my belly

rubs across my

Inhaling my scent.

This time feels different than before, it’s

then he does it again but slower and harder this time. “You taste as good

Tugging.

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

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

probably wear,

what it tastes

on my neck,” I giggle, the way he’s rubbing

stopping at that place he looked at earlier, the one that

“Easton,”

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

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

the roots, the feeling of his mouth almost too much. But it gets even more intense as

rubs

Inhaling my scent.

feels different than before, it’s not rushed, it’s in the light, and we’re completely alone in my house. “Easton,” I

then he does it again but

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

of my head pushing into the cushion behind

the spot

that makes my