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 slaughter

Harper's brows shoot up.

is

“You're funny."

dig my fingers into her ribs, tickling

Making her laugh.

out of my grip, but I take her

"What are you doing?"

have you for

her up with my

my neck as

pulled down

she’s my actual breakfast, sucking her clit

her, curling them to nudge that spot that makes her

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

kiss the inside of her thigh

Twice.

time until she drops her

might be

From too many orgasms."

a way

shift up, so I can press a kiss

between

upper body is

"Breakfast is ready!"

Aisha yells.

"Let's feast, motherfuckers!"

This from Blake.

each other, Harper reaching out to brush her

asking me what's on my face and I tell her your pussy

Harper wrinkles her nose.

"Juices?"

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

"Come on, baby.

Let's go eat."

do enough

on my girl's face

down to kiss her, just before

both smell like

gross,” she

dies, her eyes glowing as she

"I do.” Well fuck.

real serious

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

might be, I

is puttering around the kitchen like

an apron tied around her

guys are! I was going to send Blake up to check

since I was eating out

arm and glares at

his gaze, his

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