Chapter 186

Easton

I want to fucking devour this girl.

I want the last words on her tongue to be my name, and I want her screaming so hard she's hoarse.

She reaches up and pulls my head down again, I'm so fucking lost I wonder if I'll ever find air again as our tongues tangle and twist like we haven't been making out and fucking for the last few months.

This is it though.

Last year was filled with so much drama, shit sex, and mistakes I never want to repeat, which just makes this year that much more special.

I have my girl, no my woman, because damn those curves, she is a motherfucking woman.

She arches up to greet me.

My dick is all like, hey girl, hey there.

But my heart wants everything to slow down.

Now comes the moment beyond the crown, beyond prom, beyond everything as I shakily pull back from her and stand.

She frowns.

“What's wrong?” More like, what's right.

I fumble like a total idiot as I reach into the pocket of my almost kicked off black pants and hold out the Tiffany's box.

Harper's eyes widen.

"Um, I'm not ready for—"

“Like I would propose during prom.” I laugh and want to kiss her even harder for the panicked look in her eyes that also tells me if it was a ring, she'd say yes.

than that.” She bites down on her lower lip as

is this?” “A promise,’ I say, obsessed with the way her eyes well up with tears, tears for me, tears for us, probably tears over the

forever despite all the cunts that want to

fight with, and sometimes fuck when you

you've been mine when I was too stupid to even realize what was right in front of me.” I open

She gasps.

out the small bracelet—on the inside, it

it to

minute it's on her wrist, I'm getting pinned onto the bed, clothes go flying, I don't even know my own name as she rakes her nails

into my pants in an effort to jerk them the rest of the way

heads together as she finally gets

then she's grabbing my cock and riding

I'm in heaven.

on her tits, her body moves back and forth, and I'm drugged, so fucking drugged the building could burn around us,

against the wall and ugly fuck

Her lips part.

I want to last.

I truly do.

for hours, but I can't, not when I see the bracelet on her wrist, not when I see the bliss on her face, and not when I

that I just let

And It smile.

That's my name.

My name bitches.

Mine.

Just like she's mine.

get so lucky? I keep thinking of these things as we get up the

the champagne that's been open all night and

grabbed

just hits different,’

holds out her

eating a shit ton of eggs, bacon, pancakes, and attempting to rally after a long night of

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