You’re Mine by Penny Brooks

Chapter 49

Easton

The last thing I wanted to do when I got to Aisha’s was take a shower, but I had to rub one off before I do something I regret. So, I told Aisha I needed to sober up-the best excuse I could come up with on the spot-and headed for the bathroom in her room. Leaving Harper’s with a raging hard-on was a bad idea, but the second that warm water hit me, I thought of the way her pussy tasted, and jerked myself off.

When I leave the bathroom with just a towel around my waist, I’m not surprised to find Aisha right outside, lying on her bed, not in the kitchen where I’d left her and Julia.

She eye fucks me as I step toward her. “Yum.”

My pile of clothes are at the end of the mattress, folded. Not like I left them.

grab my jeans. “Nothing you haven’t seen before.”

“It gets better each time.” She’s chewing her nail, her gaze slowly lowering down my body.

Topen my jeans and she crawls toward me. “Don’t bother putting those on when you know I’m going to take them off.”

Fuck.

I should have expected this when I saw her on the bed.

I don’t know what the hell I was thinking when I came over here.

“I don’t have time for that right now…” I smile. “And you know I’m not quick.”

Leaving the towel securely around my waist, I slip on my boxers and then the jeans, grabbing my phone from the pocket once I’m zipped up and buttoned.

“Ugh, you’re so annoying. Here I am, all willing and ready, and you’re playing hard to get.” She wraps her hands around my thigh and looks up at me through her lashes. “I’m sure you could be quick if you really wanted to.”  er 49

Ignoring her, I read the messages on the screen. A few notifications, one that says Aisha has tagged me on Instagram, no missed calls or texts.

I’m afraid to even look at her post.

“That wouldn’t be fair, would it?” I say and shove the phone back in my pocket. I toss the towel onto her bathroom sink and reach for my T-shirt. “Besides, I’ve got to talk to Ryan about something, which means I’ve gotta get going.”

Her palm flattens against my stomach. “Ryan can wait.” She’s toying with the button on my jeans, her lips tugging into a grin, like she’s dreaming about sucking my cock.

I need to get the fuck out of here.

“He can’t,” I tell her. “It’s important.”

spent any time with me, and Julia came all the way here to

wants to do

wonder if Aisha knows

on my T-shirt and take a

she says, clamping down on my waist. “Isn’t there

She’s pouting.

can’t fucking stand

bit of attention, so she doesn’t try anything else, like pounce on top of

is at the kitchen table, books spread out around her. “I’ve got to run,” I tell her.

eyes. “You still haven’t paid up for the last one

“lowe you.”

lips, eventually biting

these girls

my Jeep and take out my phone as I

home, give

enough cash to cover my debt with Julia

for a missed call or text from

There are none.

Why is he here?

Ryan rushing out of his, meeting me

“Hey, man,”

happened between you

can see and hear the anger that’s boiling

Blake, that motherfucker.

tell me. He wanted to check my whereabouts, so he could

is going to get

I can’t let it.

“Nothing, man-”

not what Blake said.” He walks closer, his hands clenching

you two

on his way to your sister’s room so he could hook

was

fucked up, I don’t want them together. But he came to me and was honest about it, that’s more than I can say

believe what I’m

isn’t the good guy