You’re Mine by Penny Brooks

Chapter 99

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

Harper's brows shoot up.

is a

“You're funny."

fingers into

Making her laugh.

She tries to wiggle out of my grip, but I take her with me as I roll over, so she’s pinned

"What are you doing?"

have you for

her

ease, her arms winding around my neck as my hands shove her T-shirt up, my fingers

and panties pulled

as if she’s my actual breakfast, sucking

fingers deep inside of her, curling them to nudge that

until she falls in a heap on the mattress, breathless

inside of her thigh

Twice.

drops her arm and looks

think I might be the

From too many orgasms."

a way

so I can press a

between

and I gently pull the fabric down until her upper body is covered and just

"Breakfast is ready!"

Aisha yells.

"Let's feast, motherfuckers!"

This from Blake.

Harper reaching out to

messy.” "Think I should walk down there looking like this? Can you imagine Aisha asking me what's on my face and I

Harper wrinkles her nose.

"Juices?"

I climb off the bed and spank her bare ass,

"Come on, baby.

Let's go eat."

enough of that

smirk on my

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

we'll both smell like your

gross,” she

dies, her

"I do.” Well fuck.

real

coffee and Ryan sits next to her at the kitchen counter,

might be,

is puttering around the kitchen like she's

got an apron

going to send Blake up

been awkward since I was eating out Harper not

arm and

gaze, his expression

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