You’re Mine by Penny Brooks

Easton

Damn it she feels so good.

I don't deserve this fucking hot body.

I can't kiss enough skin, my lips feel numb from trying to kiss her hard, from trying to bite her skin, to taste her and consume her, make her mine forever and ever.

My favorite parts of her are on display and every single inch of skin.

There's a rock bench near the rock wall.

"Turn around and bend over."

With a grin, she does just that, her wet hair slapping against her cheeks as she smiles and kisses me, then bends over.

Her hands placed firmly on the rock as I grip her hips from behind.

My dick is so hard it hurts.

Harper.

It's only ever been Harper, the way my body responds is borderline embarrassing, but fuck I wouldn't want it any other way.

I tease her pussy with my tip, rubbing it back and forth down the length of her lips.

Her body jolts back.

slap her on the ass.

"Patience."

She lets out a moan.

“Seriously?” Islap her ass again, this time it leaves a red hand print.

Fuck, I like the way that looks, so I do it again and again until she's moaning and writhing, arching back against me, like her body's searching for my cock, but can't find it.

I laugh.

"You desperate yet?” "Easton!"

"That's my name."

I laugh harder, then give her my cock, but not all the way.

I enter about a half inch and stay there.

"Don't move."

She moans, her back arches.

"Why are you torturing me?"

"You torture me every day."

I rub the places I slapped with my hands and look at us, semi connected, the way my cock pulses to be inside her so hard that I probably have no blood left in the rest of my body.

against us, just adding to the

moving my hand around her

going to fuck you, but first...I'm going to punish

slap her pussy

She squirms.

"Don't move,"

I order.

kiss down her neck and

help but

can't help

can't last

She's too beautiful.

Too perfect.

Too primed.

holds me, every fucking time as I move,

I

of her bent over

Her back arches again.

into her hips, pulling her back against me so hard that I

I know I'm going to come, I can't

my fingers and suck on her neck, then

She does exactly that.

all over us, and wonder if I can just stay like that for the next hour until I'm hard and can do it all over

slowly moves away from

with marks from my

wraps her arms around my neck and kisses

can't deny

move under the spray of the shower and

in white bathrobes and moving around the kitchen when I grab a bottle of chilled champagne

takes a sip, leaning against the counter in a way that gives me

"Trying to tempt me?"

I tease.

"You feeling tempted?"

She laughs.

fucking fuck you

I'm clearly delirious.

her head back

lots of fucking,

I growl.

I reach for her when the door to the guest room opens and Ryan

sticking out all over the place, and he looks both dazed and confused about where he's

“Everything okay?"

I ask.

and slaps

just

"So many."

Ryan's voice is hoarse.

"Fucking thoughts."

“Lots of fucking thoughts,"

Sadie repeats.

is with all the

Harper wonders out loud.