You’re Mine by Penny Brooks

Chapter 186

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

up with tears, tears for me, tears for us, probably tears over the shit year we've had to go through

despite all the

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

be yours the way you've been mine when I was too stupid to

She gasps.

bracelet—on the inside, it says

it to

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

pants in an effort to jerk them the rest of

together as she finally gets

my

I'm in heaven.

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

of the headboard, and I'm so turned on I want to throw her against the wall and ugly fuck like the type of fucking

Her lips part.

I want to last.

I truly do.

bracelet on

done, so done that I just

And It smile.

That's my name.

My name bitches.

Mine.

Just like she's mine.

of these things as we get up the next day and stumble around

last drag of the champagne that's been open all

grabbed water.” She

just hits different,’

She holds out her

ton of eggs, bacon, pancakes, and attempting to rally after

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