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?”

tongue sliding over his

like wearing a

He glances down, between

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

I can’t stop quivering.

lands back on

mine. His hands move up my baggy shirt where I’m still wearing my bra.

Pulling them.

Tugging.

on their own and, as he kneels in front of me, he moves in between

whispers, pulling his lips away.

at our school probably wear, but each time he compliments me like he’s smelling it for

want to see what it tastes

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

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

“Easton-”

me not to worry, he knows what I’m about to say.

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

But it gets even

rubs across my

Inhaling my scent.

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

it again but slower and harder this time. “You

Tugging.

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

whispers, pulling his lips away. “I

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

want to see what it tastes

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

lowers, stopping at that place he looked at

“Easton,”

he knows what I’m about to say. “It’s

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

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

rubs across my

Inhaling my scent.

look down at the top 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 the light, and we’re completely alone in my house.

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

of his wet, talented tongue as it suddenly

| moan, the back of my

the spot he needs

knows the speed that makes my