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.

are rubbing against my

need to feel him deeper, I need him to pound me in a punishing way where I'm

a few pumps,

relentless, consuming thrust that I

his eyes meeting mine

"Jesus fuck, Harper.

so wet."That's because the

it

in a way where I can

I can't pause it.

"Oh God."

bouncing over him as I try to

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

in some air

"Fuck, yes,"

against my

stomach starts to shudder as the ripples move

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

brings me over to the dining room, sitting on one

ride

Everywhere.

of me bursting with

I want is to make Easton

I quiver as I bob over his dick, moving slow, the

place that his hairs had just rubbed, his

don't know where the energy comes from, 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

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

"That's it,” he says.

in his fullness along with the friction

one that's

"Yes!"

wrap my arms around him, bending

"Easton!"

me, Harper.Ride my fucking

me as I take

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

and he starts to match my movements, rocking, thrusting, shouting,

milk it.” And that's