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.

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

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

within a few pumps, that's what he's giving

consuming thrust that I can't get

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

"Jesus fuck, Harper.

so wet."That's because the build

feel it

feel it coming on in a

I can't pause it.

"Oh God."

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

first wave hits me, coming on so

in some air and

"Fuck, yes,"

against

shudder as the ripples move through me, each exhale

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

the dining room, sitting on one of the armless chairs

fucking ride me.”

Everywhere.

part of me

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

dick, moving slow, the

down the front of me and finds that place that his

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

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

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

"That's it,” he says.

I'm dancing over him, taking in his fullness along with the friction from his fingers, and I'm

one that's causing a

"Yes!"

around him, bending my knees

"Easton!"

me, Harper.Ride my

me as I take off, using a speed that I

with 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

his arm around me, squeezing my ass, and he starts to

And that's when I