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

Harper's brows shoot up.

girlfriend is a

“You're funny."

into her ribs,

Making her laugh.

but I take her with me as I roll over,

"What are you doing?"

have you for

shutting her up with my

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

her leggings and panties pulled down to her ankles and

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

my fingers deep inside of her, curling them to

falls in a heap on the mattress, breathless

the inside

Twice.

until she drops her arm

think I might be

From too many orgasms."

a way

so I can press

spot between her

body is covered and just

"Breakfast is ready!"

Aisha yells.

"Let's feast, motherfuckers!"

This from Blake.

reaching out to brush her

asking

Harper wrinkles her nose.

"Juices?"

else can I call it?” I climb off the bed

"Come on, baby.

Let's go eat."

you do enough of that

smirk on my

to kiss her, just before I

smell like

so gross,” she

her eyes glowing as she stares at

"I do.” Well fuck.

got real serious

Ryan sits next to her at the kitchen counter, his hand on

be, I

around the kitchen like she's fucking

apron tied

to send Blake up

awkward since I was eating out Harper

arm and glares

averts his gaze, his expression

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