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.

slams against us, just adding to the

rub her ass, then lightly tap it again, moving my hand around her hips, but careful not to fully fuck

ear with my teeth and whisper, “I'm going to fuck you, but first...I'm going

slap her pussy

She squirms.

"Don't move,"

I order.

my name as I kiss down her neck

can't help but

help but want

can't last

She's too beautiful.

Too perfect.

Too primed.

she holds me, every fucking time as I move, my body slamming against hers

know I won't

after the teasing and torture or the fucking view of her

Her back arches again.

fingers into her hips, pulling

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

around and pinch her nipple with my fingers and suck on her

She does exactly that.

her, all over her, all over us, and wonder if I

moves away from

with marks from

her arms around my neck and kisses

deny her

we move under the spray of the shower and start to slowly wash each

to grab my girl and take a nap with her, We're both in white bathrobes and moving around the kitchen when I grab a bottle of

sip, leaning against the counter

"Trying to tempt me?"

I tease.

"You feeling tempted?"

She laughs.

fuck you all fucking

I'm clearly delirious.

throws her head

lots of

I growl.

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

total wreck, sticking out all over the place, and he looks both

“Everything okay?"

I ask.

him and slaps him on

fine, just you

"So many."

Ryan's voice is hoarse.

"Fucking thoughts."

“Lots of fucking thoughts,"

Sadie repeats.

with

Harper wonders out loud.