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.

hairs are rubbing against my

I need him

a few pumps, that's

relentless, consuming thrust that I can't get enough

my mouth hostage, his breaths covering me, his

"Jesus fuck, Harper.

so wet."That's because

feel it

coming on in a way where I can stop

I can't pause it.

"Oh God."

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

me, coming on so strong, I scream out a

some

"Fuck, yes,"

roars against

shudder as the ripples move through me, each exhale sending more of the sparks through my

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

over to the dining room, sitting on

ride me.”

Everywhere.

of me

only thing I want is to make Easton feel as good as I do right

I bob over his dick, moving slow, the only speed I

that his hairs had just

this feeling returns so easily, but

and falling, twisting my hips, Easton's

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

"That's it,” he says.

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

one that's causing

"Yes!"

arms around him, bending

"Easton!"

Harper.Ride

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

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

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

it.” And that's when