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.

hard rock forward where his tiny hairs are rubbing against my clit

feel him deeper, I need him to pound me in a punishing

pumps, that's what he's giving

thrust that I can't get

hostage, his breaths covering me, his eyes meeting mine

"Jesus fuck, Harper.

wet."That's because the build is

feel it moving through

feel it coming on in a way where I can

I can't pause it.

"Oh God."

over him as I try to meet him in the

hits me, coming on

some air

"Fuck, yes,"

against

feel it.” My stomach starts to shudder as the ripples move through me, each exhale sending more of the sparks through

fucking good,” he growls the moment I'm still, but

on one of the armless chairs

ride

Everywhere.

me

the only thing I can think of, the only thing I want is to make Easton feel as good as I do right

bob over his dick, moving slow,

the front of me and finds that place that his hairs had just rubbed, his fingers now circling

where the energy comes from, I don't know how this feeling returns so easily, but it's there and

falling, twisting my hips,

me, rocking my

"That's it,” he says.

just like that.” I'm dancing over him, taking in his fullness along with the

one that's causing a

"Yes!"

him, bending my knees to get more

"Easton!"

Harper.Ride my

I take off, using a speed that I

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

squeezing my ass, and he starts to

And that's when I