Easton

I wake up to gentle fingers touching my face and crack my eyes open to find Harper fully dressed and standing beside the bed, smiling down at me.

"I have good news and bad news."

"What's the good news?"

I ask warily.

"Sadie didn't commit murder last night."

"And what's the bad news?"

"Aisha is still alive, and she's currently in the kitchen making breakfast for everyone.” She wrinkles her nose.

“Do you think she's going to poison us?” "Probably."

I reach out and take her hand.

"Come back to bed."

"I need to go watch over Sadie before she gives in to her urges and tries to kill Aisha."

She tries to pull out of my grip but I just squeeze tighter.

"Easton, come on.

Let me go.” "No."

I pull her much like she did to me last night and she falls onto the bed, sprawled across me.

"I want you for breakfast.

Nothing else."

Her face is in mine, a big smile on it.

“But she said she's making your favorite.

French toast.” I'm not about to admit French toast is my actual favorite breakfast food.

How the fuck does Aisha know that? "I hate French toast.

I prefer waffles."

"Uh huh."

Harper's voice is full of doubt.

"And bacon."

"Oh, she's making that too.

She says she's been up since six, preparing our meal.

That was over two hours ago.

do, go out and slaughter

Harper's brows shoot up.

girlfriend is a

“You're funny."

into her ribs, tickling

Making her laugh.

tries to wiggle out of my grip, but I take her with me as I roll over, so

"What are you doing?"

you for

shutting her up with

ease, her arms winding around my neck as my hands shove her

thing I know, I've got her leggings and panties pulled down to her ankles and my

on her as if she’s my actual breakfast, sucking her clit between my

them to nudge that spot that makes

over my face in minutes, until she falls in a heap on the mattress, breathless and in a daze, her arm thrown

inside of

Twice.

time until she drops her arm and looks down at

be the one dying this

From too many orgasms."

a way

I can press a kiss

spot between

body is covered and just as I'm about to lean in and kiss

"Breakfast is ready!"

Aisha yells.

"Let's feast, motherfuckers!"

This from Blake.

each other, Harper reaching out to

walk down there looking like this? Can you imagine Aisha asking me what's on my face and I tell her your pussy juices?”

Harper wrinkles her nose.

"Juices?"

call it?” I climb off the bed and spank her bare ass, making

"Come on, baby.

Let's go eat."

you do enough of

on my

down to kiss her, just before I rub my face all over hers, making her

we'll both smell like your

she says on a

love it.” Her laughter dies, her eyes

"I do.” Well fuck.

real

the kitchen, where Sadie appears to be mainlining coffee and Ryan sits next to her

be, I

is puttering around the kitchen like

an apron

you guys are! I was going to

awkward since I was eating out Harper not even five minutes ago,”

slaps my arm

averts his gaze, his

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