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.

bites down on her lower lip as

the way her eyes well up with tears, tears for me, tears

all the cunts that want to keep us

you love, you fight with, and sometimes fuck when you want to fight.” I

stupid to even realize what

She gasps.

bracelet—on the inside, it says

show it

I don't even know my own

when her nails dig into my pants in an effort to jerk them the rest of

nearly hit our heads together as she finally

she's grabbing my

I'm in heaven.

my hands and puts them on her tits, her body moves back and forth, and I'm drugged,

on I want to throw her against the wall and ugly fuck like the

Her lips part.

I want to last.

I truly do.

want to be that guy who just flips her over and goes for hours, but I can't, not when I see the bracelet on her wrist, not when I see

I'm done, so done that I just let her ride me

And It smile.

That's my name.

My name bitches.

Mine.

Just like she's mine.

thinking of these things

champagne that's been open all night

grabbed

just hits

we're celebrating, right?” She holds out

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

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