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.

by a hard rock forward where his tiny hairs are rubbing against

him to pound

pumps, that's what he's giving

consuming thrust that

covering me, his eyes meeting mine every few

"Jesus fuck, Harper.

so wet."That's because

feel it moving

on in a way

I can't pause it.

"Oh God."

him closer to me, urging him, bouncing over

first wave hits me, coming on so

in some air and continue,

"Fuck, yes,"

roars against

starts to shudder as the ripples move through me, each exhale

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

me over to the dining room, sitting on one of the

ride

Everywhere.

me bursting with

of, the only thing I want is to make Easton feel

as I bob over his dick, moving slow, the only speed I can

of me and finds that place that his hairs had just

I don't know how this feeling returns so easily, but it's there and it

twisting my hips, Easton's moans getting louder

I'm in control, he's moving with me, rocking my hips over him, biting me with

"That's it,” he says.

him, taking in his fullness along with the friction

that's

"Yes!"

my arms around him, bending

"Easton!"

Harper.Ride

as I take off, using a speed that

inside me, a heat that's igniting through

around me, squeezing my ass, and he starts to match

that's when I lose