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.

she do, go out and

Harper's brows shoot up.

girlfriend is a

“You're funny."

dig my fingers into

Making her laugh.

grip, but I take her with me

"What are you doing?"

have you for

her up with my

gives in with ease, her arms winding around my neck as my hands shove her

pulled down to her ankles and

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

fingers deep inside of her, curling them to nudge that spot that makes her

works, She's coming all over my face in minutes, until she falls in a heap on

inside of her thigh

Twice.

the entire time until she drops her arm

be the one dying this

From too many orgasms."

a way

can press

spot between her

upper body is covered and just

"Breakfast is ready!"

Aisha yells.

"Let's feast, motherfuckers!"

This from Blake.

each other, Harper reaching out to

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

Harper wrinkles her nose.

"Juices?"

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

"Come on, baby.

Let's go eat."

you do enough of

on my girl's face is

kiss her, just before I

smell like your

gross,” she says on a

Her laughter dies, her eyes glowing as

"I do.” Well fuck.

real serious

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

might be,

around the kitchen

even got an apron tied

to send Blake up

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

my arm and glares at

his gaze, his

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