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.

out and slaughter the pig

Harper's brows shoot up.

girlfriend is a

“You're funny."

fingers into her ribs,

Making her laugh.

I take her with me as

"What are you doing?"

you

her, shutting her

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

her leggings and panties pulled down

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

of her, curling them

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

kiss the inside of

Twice.

she drops her arm and looks down at

think I might be

From too many orgasms."

way

up, so I can press a kiss to

spot between

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

"Breakfast is ready!"

Aisha yells.

"Let's feast, motherfuckers!"

This from Blake.

reaching out to

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

Harper wrinkles her nose.

"Juices?"

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

"Come on, baby.

Let's go eat."

enough of

smirk on my girl's face

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

we'll both smell

gross,” she says on

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

"I do.” Well fuck.

got real serious

Ryan sits next to her at

might be, I don't

the kitchen like she's fucking Betty

got an apron

going to send Blake up to check

I was eating out Harper not even five minutes

slaps my arm and glares at

gaze, his expression

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