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 my clit in a way that starts

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

pumps, that's

a relentless, consuming thrust that I can't get

his eyes meeting mine every few

"Jesus fuck, Harper.

wet."That's because the

it moving through

on in a way where I

I can't pause it.

"Oh God."

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

going to come.” The first wave hits me, coming on so strong,

some

"Fuck, yes,"

against

ripples move through me, each exhale sending more of

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

brings me over to the dining room, sitting on one of the armless chairs where I'm straddling his

ride me.”

Everywhere.

me bursting with

want is to make Easton feel as good as I

his dick, moving slow, the only speed I can

his hairs had just rubbed,

know how this

my hips,

moving with me, rocking my hips

"That's it,” he says.

dancing over him, taking in his fullness along with the

one that's causing

"Yes!"

him, bending

"Easton!"

Harper.Ride my fucking

holding it inside me as I take off, using a speed

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

me, squeezing my ass, and he starts to

that's