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 and slaughter the

Harper's brows shoot up.

girlfriend is a

“You're funny."

dig my fingers into

Making her laugh.

take her with me as I roll over, so she’s

"What are you doing?"

you for

kiss her, shutting her

neck as my hands shove her T-shirt up, my fingers trailing over

her leggings and panties pulled

on her as if she’s my

deep inside of her, curling them to nudge that

coming all over my face in minutes, until she falls in a heap on the mattress, breathless and in a daze,

the inside of her

Twice.

drops her

be the one

From too many orgasms."

way to

so I can press

between

I gently pull the fabric down until her upper body

"Breakfast is ready!"

Aisha yells.

"Let's feast, motherfuckers!"

This from Blake.

Harper reaching out to brush

down there looking like this? Can you imagine Aisha asking me what's on my face and

Harper wrinkles her nose.

"Juices?"

off the bed and

"Come on, baby.

Let's go eat."

enough of

on my girl's

go back to the bed and lean down to kiss her, just before I rub

both smell like your

gross,” she says

fucking love it.” Her laughter dies, her eyes glowing as she stares

"I do.” Well fuck.

got real

and Ryan sits next

he might be, I don't

kitchen like

an apron tied

you guys are! I was going to send Blake up

eating out Harper not even five

slaps my arm and glares

his gaze,

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