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 pig

Harper's brows shoot up.

is a

“You're funny."

my fingers into her ribs, tickling

Making her laugh.

her with

"What are you doing?"

you

shutting her up with my

her arms winding around my neck as my hands

and panties pulled down to her ankles and my mouth on

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

fingers deep inside of her, curling them to nudge that

minutes, until she falls in a heap

the inside of her thigh

Twice.

the entire time until she drops

think I might be the one dying this

From too many orgasms."

a way to

up, so I can press a kiss to her

between

I gently pull the fabric down until her upper body is covered and just as I'm about to lean in and kiss her on

"Breakfast is ready!"

Aisha yells.

"Let's feast, motherfuckers!"

This from Blake.

reaching out to brush her fingers against my

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

Harper wrinkles her nose.

"Juices?"

I climb off the bed and spank her bare

"Come on, baby.

Let's go eat."

you do enough of that

my girl's face is

to kiss her, just before I rub my face

we'll both smell like

she

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

"I do.” Well fuck.

got real serious

to be mainlining coffee and Ryan sits next to her at

be,

is puttering around the kitchen like she's fucking Betty

got an apron tied around her

going to send Blake up to check on

been awkward since I was eating out Harper

arm and glares

gaze, his expression

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