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 in a way that starts a whole

I need him to

within a few pumps,

thrust that I can't

his breaths covering me, his

"Jesus fuck, Harper.

so wet."That's because the build is

feel it moving through

on in a

I can't pause it.

"Oh God."

to me, urging him, bouncing over him as I try

on so strong, I scream out a moan

in some air

"Fuck, yes,"

roars against

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

fucking good,” he growls the moment I'm still, but he hasn't

to the dining room, sitting on one of the armless chairs where

fucking ride me.”

Everywhere.

part of me bursting

the only thing I can think of, the only thing I want is to

over his dick, moving slow, the only speed I can handle

me and finds that place that his hairs

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

hips, Easton's moans getting

me, rocking my hips over him, biting me

"That's it,” he says.

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

that's causing a

"Yes!"

him, bending my knees to get

"Easton!"

Harper.Ride

I take off, using a speed that

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

arm around me, squeezing my ass, and he

And that's