You’re Mine by Penny Brooks

Chapter 56

Harper

I can’t move. I think that orgasm just killed me. Or maybe I’m paralyzed for life. I’m not

sure.

I sort of don’t care.

Easton grabs one of the condom packets and I watch as he tears it open and rolls it onto his erection. He positions himself above me, his expression pained as he grips the base, the head right there, poised at my entrance. We stare at each other, our breaths accelerated and then slowly, carefully, he pushes inside of me.

I close my eyes as I feel him stretch me wide. Oh God it-it stings. Hurts. But I don’t stop him. I breathe shallowly, reminding myself to relax. I can take it. I can take this.

Once he’s fully inside of me, he pauses, and I crack my eyes open to find him watching me.

“You okay?” he rasps.

I nod, unable to speak.

He starts to move, slowly at first, me awkward beneath him until we eventually establish a rhythm. And though it’s not the most pleasant feeling I’ve ever experienced, I can tell he’s enjoying it from the way he’s continuously cursing beneath his breath, his movements coming faster and faster.

Until he’s pounding inside of my body, our sweaty skin sticking. His low groans send a shiver through me, and when he reaches in between us to brush his fingers against my

clit?

“Oh God,” I gasp, my eyes flying open when he increases his speed.

I can’t catch my breath. He’s moving so fast, thrusting. Withdrawing. Thrusting again. Out of nowhere he shouts, and I realize he’s coming, his big body consumed with shivers as I cling to him, a small orgasm rippling through me thanks to his insistent fingers on

my clit.

We collapse in a heap of tangled, sweaty limbs and he rolls off of me, pulling me with him. His mouth is at my forehead as he breathes heavily and I run my hand up and down his chest, shifting lower to trace his abs.

“Jesus,” he finally manages to say.

| giggle.

can’t help it and he starts chuckling, until we’re both laughing, my face pressed against his neck, his arms around my waist. Eventually our laughter dies and he’s pulling away from me, but I don’t want to let

get rid of the

trailing his every move as he exits my bedroom and enters the bathroom. I hear the toilet flush, the water run and then he’s back, slipping beneath my comforter and pulling me back into his arms. I settle my head

few minutes later, his fingers in my hair, combing through the still

head. “Why would you leave?”

might come

care if

he’s

it,”

be so sure? And why is he so damn protective of you all the time?” The irritation in

look at you. You’re his best friends and you’re all a bunch of manwhores.” I’m teasing, but then again not. “He wanted to keep you away from me so

continues brushing his

want to hurt you

cracks. Who knew Easton could be so sweet? “You won’t.” I

my lips. “So you’re

was always a badass,” I say, kissing him yet

slides down my back, settling on

going to keep doing this?”

this you mean fuck?” He squeezes one

whisper as he rolls back over on top of me.

still out of town and Ryan never managed to come home. Easton ordered pizza and we ate it naked in bed together. We used

boner brushing against

murmurs into my neck, his deep, sleep

rub my butt against

“I

up more at a store but I convinced him to stay. I was scared he might leave and

Stupid, I know.

pick up more

should.” He kisses

too.” He rests his hand on my stomach just

“We should go somewhere.”

in public. Maybe we could run into people from school and