You’re Mine by Penny Brooks

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.

that.” She bites down on her lower

tears, tears for me, tears for us, probably tears over the shit year we've had to go through in order to get to

the

you love, you fight with, and sometimes fuck

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

She gasps.

the small bracelet—on the inside, it says my mystery girl forever, my

show it

pinned onto the bed, clothes go flying, I don't even know my own name

dig into my pants in an effort to jerk

heads together as she finally gets the rest of my

she's grabbing my cock and riding

I'm in heaven.

body moves back and forth, and I'm drugged, so fucking drugged the building could burn around us, and I'd still be like, oh look, a fire,

against the wall and ugly fuck like the type of fucking where you know there may be bruising,

Her lips part.

I want to last.

I truly do.

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

that I just let her ride me out until she screams out

And It smile.

That's my name.

My name bitches.

Mine.

Just like she's mine.

thinking of these things as we

last drag of the champagne that's been open all

grabbed water.”

hits

She holds

we're all at Denny's eating a shit ton of eggs, bacon, pancakes, and attempting to rally after a