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.”

time with me, and

to do more than

if Aisha

put on my T-shirt and take a step back. “I’ll make

waist. “Isn’t

She’s pouting.

can’t fucking stand

touch her cheek, giving her the tiniest bit of attention, so she doesn’t try anything

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

still haven’t paid up for the

“lowe you.”

licks her lips, eventually biting the bottom one.

these girls

hurry out to my Jeep and take out my phone as I start up the engine,

home, give

withdraw enough cash to cover my debt with Julia and continue onto my neighborhood. When I’m only a few houses away, I see Ryan’s car parked

a missed call

There are none.

Why is he here?

out of his, meeting

“Hey, man,”

happened between you and my sister

and hear the anger that’s

Blake, that motherfucker.

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

is going to get

I can’t let it.

“Nothing, man-”

said.” He walks closer, his hands clenching at

saw you two

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

That’s why he was in

told me.” A death stare moves through his eyes. “I think it’s fucked up, I don’t want them together. But

believe what

the good