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.

against my clit in a way

him deeper, I need him to pound

pumps, that's what he's giving

relentless, consuming thrust that I can't

his breaths covering me, his eyes meeting mine every few drives of his

"Jesus fuck, Harper.

so wet."That's because

feel it

it coming on in a

I can't pause it.

"Oh God."

over him as I

The first wave hits me, coming on so strong,

in some air and

"Fuck, yes,"

roars against my

shudder as the ripples move through me, each

so fucking good,” he growls the moment I'm still, but he hasn't stopped moving, and now he's pulling me

to the dining room, sitting on one of

fucking ride me.”

Everywhere.

me bursting with

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

bob over his dick, moving slow, the

and finds that place that his hairs

don't know how this feeling returns so easily,

hips, Easton's moans getting

me, rocking my hips over him, biting me

"That's it,” he says.

in his fullness

one that's

"Yes!"

arms around him, bending my knees to get

"Easton!"

Harper.Ride

me as I take

it comes a fire that's erupting inside me, a heat that's igniting through my body, spreading to each of my limbs, burying in

squeezing my ass, and he starts to match my movements, rocking, thrusting, shouting, "Milk it,

And that's when I lose