You’re Mine by Penny Brooks

Chapter 70

Easton

I’m fucking furious, anger rolling through my veins, making my blood run hot. Ryan’s too busy sweet talking Sadie to talk to me about what we‘re going to do with Blake, and I can tell…

Harper’s mad at me.

Shit. I gotta fix this.

“Baby.” I steer her out of the living room so we’re in front of the stairs. “You’re angry.”

She glares at me. “You left me for Ryan.”

“He needed me.” I reach for her, cupping her cheek with one hand as I pull her in close with the other. “And for good reason. He found those spray paint cans.”

“I can’t wrap my head around it.” The stubborn look on my girl’s face makes me want to roll my eyes but I restrain myself. “Blake would never do that to me. Or to Ryan. He’s your best friend. The three of you have been best friends forever.”

“Sometimes shit goes sideways.” And that hurts. Not that I’ll ever admit it. I’m too damn mad right now anyway and it overpowers the pain.

My best friend is a dick who’s out to make my girlfriend’s life miserable. And he’s possibly working with Aisha.

Like what the fuck? What’s happened to him to make him turn to the dark side? Is he that enamored with Aisha’s pussy he’ll do whatever she wants? Including making Harper’s life miserable?

I don’t understand the motive. I’m confused.

But again, my anger overpowers the confusion and the hurt. I’m too pissed to feel anything else.

“Ryan!” I roar. “Let’s go to Blake’s. Now.”

“No.” Harper clamps her hand over my mouth. “Forget he said that, Ryan!”

Ryan doesn’t even bother to respond. He’s probably lip locked with Sadie right now, the fucker.

Iglare at Harper, biting at her fingers covering my mouth, making her yelp and drop her hand. “Come up to my room,” she says softly. “You’re too angry to leave. I’ll help you calm down.”

I follow her up the stairs, my mind racing, filled with infinite possibilities.

confront Blake at his

School.

In class.

At lunch.

In the parking lot.

a football game?

campus is risky. We could get in trouble, though I’m pretty much

to my fists and a possible

Yeah. I like the idea of

That sounds fucking perfect.

room and shuts and locks the door before she shoves

frowning. Fully prepared for her to chastise me for being a macho

have no choice but to

like that, my

me,” she whispers just before

slides into my

I’m a goner.

head in place as we devour each other. She’s squirming all over

kiss down the length of her neck, nipping and biting, not holding back. Not wanting to be careful. Harper’s into it, she can’t stop moving. Touching me.

trying to soothe while I’m desperate to

tunneling my hand beneath it to grope at her tits. Tear at her bra. I yank it down, exposing her

bite one, she hisses, pulling on

hurting me,” she

like it,” I whisper against her flesh, dragging my tongue

naked and her hand is in the front of my jeans, her fingers curling around my dick, squeezing it extra hard. I

soon?” I ask her in

Harper nods jerkily. “Probably.”

to plunge inside her tight heat. Fuck her

until they’re gone too and without warning! push inside her,

eyes wide

to move, never looking away as I increase my pace, fucking her steadily. Her eyes fall closed and I cup my hand around her

thrust into her. In and out. In and out. I don’t want her to forget who she’s with. Who’s fucking her. Who can make