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.

tiny hairs are rubbing against my clit in a way that starts a whole new

need him to pound me in a punishing

within a few pumps,

relentless, consuming thrust that

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

"Jesus fuck, Harper.

so wet."That's because

feel it

in a way where I can stop

I can't pause it.

"Oh God."

urging him, bouncing over him

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

some air and

"Fuck, yes,"

roars against

can feel it.” 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,

brings me over to the dining room, sitting on one

ride

Everywhere.

me

thing I want is to make Easton feel as good

I quiver as I bob over his dick, moving

me and finds that place that his hairs had

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

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

moving with me, rocking my

"That's it,” he says.

that.” I'm dancing over him, taking in his fullness along with the

that's causing a

"Yes!"

bending my

"Easton!"

me, Harper.Ride my

inside me as I take

a heat that's igniting through my body, spreading to each of my limbs,

ass, and he starts to match my movements, rocking,

that's

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