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.

his tiny hairs are rubbing against my clit in a way that starts a whole

him deeper, I need him

a few pumps, that's what he's

consuming thrust that I can't get enough

covering me, his

"Jesus fuck, Harper.

so wet."That's because the build

feel it moving

feel it coming on in a way where I

I can't pause it.

"Oh God."

closer to me, urging him, bouncing over him as

wave hits me, coming on so strong, I scream out a moan and

in some air and

"Fuck, yes,"

roars against my

as the ripples move through me, each exhale sending

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

to the dining room, sitting on one of

fucking ride me.” I'm

Everywhere.

me

think of, the only thing I want is

as I bob over his dick, moving slow,

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

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

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

even though I'm in control, he's moving with me, rocking my hips

"That's it,” he says.

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

that's causing a

"Yes!"

bending

"Easton!"

me, Harper.Ride

inside me as I take off, using

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

he starts to match my movements, rocking,

that's when