You’re Mine by Penny Brooks

Chapter 165 

Harper 

I'm so full of tingles and jitters and this overwhelming pulsing, I can't even imagine feeling this all over again.

But I know Easton.

When he wants something, he doesn't give up.

He doesn't rush.

He doesn't do it half-assed.

And right now, he wants me.

I suck his lip into my mouth, gnawing on the end ... tasting myself.

Something I never thought I'd do, but now I find it so incredibly sexy.

I release him and take in his smoldering glare, remembering the words he said to me moments ago and reply, "Then make me fucking scream."

My response is barely out of my mouth when he picks me up from the top cushions of the couch and carries me over to the living room wall.

The paint and texture are so cold against my bare back, as he positions us, my shoulders rub against the hardness of it.

I hold onto him for dear life, knowing he won't drop me, but still needing the reassurance, especially as his dick enters me.

"Oh God,” I moan.

The back of my head hits the wall, not in a way where I scream out in pain, but in a way that makes me want him more.

"Fuck," he hisses.

"You're so tight."

I dig my nails into him as he rears his hips back and plunges fully inside me.

"Easton!"I don't expect it.

Nor do I anticipate the intense rush that follows or the perfect feeling of fullness that comes in or the pressure that adds to this incredible burst of sensations.

"Ahbh,” I sigh.

As he holds me against the wall, there's a quick grind of his hips.

tiny hairs are rubbing against my clit

need to feel him deeper, I need him to pound me in a punishing way where I'm

few pumps, that's what he's

consuming thrust that I can't

his eyes meeting

"Jesus fuck, Harper.

wet."That's because the build is

feel it

a

I can't pause it.

"Oh God."

hug him closer to me, urging him, bouncing over him

going to come.” The first wave hits me, coming on so strong,

in some air and

"Fuck, yes,"

roars against my

to shudder as the ripples move through me, each exhale sending more of the sparks through my

he growls the moment I'm still, but he hasn't stopped moving, and now he's pulling me from the

to the dining room, sitting on one

fucking ride me.” I'm

Everywhere.

of me bursting with

the only thing I want is to make Easton feel as good

moving slow,

hand drops down the front of me and finds that place that his hairs had just rubbed, his fingers

this feeling returns so easily, but it's there and it

and falling, twisting my hips, Easton's moans getting louder each

moving with me, rocking my hips over him, biting

"That's it,” he says.

fullness along with the friction from his fingers, and I'm in

that's

"Yes!"

around him, bending my knees to

"Easton!"

me, Harper.Ride my fucking

that order, holding it inside me as I take off, using a speed that

a fire that's erupting inside me, a heat that's igniting through my body,

circles his arm around me, squeezing my ass, and he starts to match

milk it.” And that's when I lose