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.

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

cry.I need to feel him deeper, I need him to pound me in a punishing way

within a few pumps,

that I can't get enough

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

"Jesus fuck, Harper.

wet."That's because the build

feel it moving through

feel it coming on in a way where I

I can't pause it.

"Oh God."

urging him, bouncing over him

first wave hits me, coming on so strong, I scream out a moan and then,

in some

"Fuck, yes,"

roars against

the ripples move through me, each exhale sending more

growls the moment I'm still, but he hasn't stopped moving, and now he's pulling me

on one of the armless chairs where I'm

fucking ride me.” I'm

Everywhere.

me

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

I quiver as I bob over his dick, moving slow, the only speed I can handle at

that his hairs had just rubbed, his fingers now circling the top

comes from, I don't know how this feeling returns so easily, but

and falling, twisting my hips, Easton's

moving with me, rocking my hips over him, biting

"That's it,” he says.

over him, taking in his fullness along

that's causing a

"Yes!"

wrap my arms around him, bending my knees to get

"Easton!"

Harper.Ride my

holding it inside me as I take off, using a speed that I didn't have

through my body, spreading to each of my limbs, burying in my navel,

me, squeezing my ass, and he starts

that's when I lose