You’re Mine by Penny Brooks
Chapter 36

Chapter 36

Harper

I'm instantly wet.

My legs shake as his words vibrate through me.

I never expected Easton to be on the other side of the door when thebell rang, I never expected him to check on me.

I certainly didn't expect him to say that.

"Easton .."

“Let me in, Harper. You know you want my fingers in your pussy andyou know you want my mouth on your clit.”

My lips part, trying to form a response.

“What's wrong?” he asks, taking a step forward. “At a loss for words?”I replace myself backing up, our pace equal as he moves into my houseand shuts the door behind him, my back hitting the closest wall.

His hands surround my face, his kiss so full of hunger, his tonguesliding in and circling mine.

“Goddamn it," he groans, sucking on my bottom lip. “I've thoughtabout this-this beautiful lip-since you teased me in the library.”

I've lost control of my body, it's now owned by Easton's hands. Histongue. Even his

scent.

When I'm in his presence, I can't help but give him what he wants.Because it's what I want, too.

More of his attention

More of his touch.

More of his tongue.

“Your parents aren't here, are they?”

I tilt my head up to meet his eyes, feeling the heat flush across mycheeks. “No, they won't be home for a while, but Ryan,”

“He's tied up for the next few hours, I already checked.”

His arms surround me and lift me into the air. He makes me feel like I'mweightless, so tiny against his large, muscular frame. He carries me tothe couch, setting me on the middle cushion, tearing at my leggingsthe moment his hands are free. He pulls them down my legs and overmy feet, staring at my bareness underneath.

“No panties?”

His gaze is feral, his tongue sliding over his lips as he waits for myresponse.

“No one wears underwear with leggings, it's like wearing a tracksuit tobed and getting twisted in the sheets.”

“Is that so ” He glances down, between my legs. “You're fuckinggorgeous.”

The lights are on, the blinds are open, and he's looking at that ultra-private, personal place.

I can't stop quivering.

His gaze slowly travels up my body and lands back on mine. “Goddamnit, Harper. I want you.”

A growl erupts from his throat before his lips smash against mine. Hishands move up my baggy. shirt where I'm still wearing my bra. But thatdoesn't stop him from flicking my nipples with the pads of his fingerslike I'm wearing nothing at all.

Pulling them.

Tugging.

My back arches from the sensation, my legs widen on their own and, ashe kneels in front of me, he moves in between them.

"That scent,” he whispers, pulling his lips away. “I can't get enough ofji

I've told him it's just store-bought lotion that many girls at our schoolprobably wear, but each time he compliments me like he’s smelling itfor the first time.

“I want to see what it tastes like on you.”

“You've tasted it on my neck,” I giggle, the way he’s rubbing my nipplesmakes it harder to take a breath.

“I don't want your neck, Harper.” His hand lowers, stopping at thatplace he looked at earlier, the one that makes my skin scorch. “I wantyou here.”

"Easton-"

“Shhh.” His eyes are telling me not to worry, he knows what I'm aboutto say. “It's not time for that yet. I'm only going to use my mouth.”

I tremble in pleasure and relief as his lips press against my stomach,lifting my shirt to kiss the tops of my breasts, lowering my bra enoughto lick each nipple.

I dive into his hair, pulling at the roots, the feeling of his mouth almosttoo much. But it gets even more intense as he lowers, past my bellybutton, stopping at the very top of me.

His nose rubs across my clit.

Inhaling my scent.

I look down at the top of his head, the air halting in my lungs as oureyes lock. This time feels different than before, it's not rushed, it's in thelight, and we're completely alone in my house. “Easton,” I shudder. “Ohmy God.”

His tongue swipes the entire length of me, and then he does it againbut slower and harder this time. “You taste as good as you smell.”Tugging.

My back arches from the sensation, my legs widen on their own and, ashe kneels in front of me, he moves in between them.

"That scent,” he whispers, pulling his lips away. “I can't get enough ofit”

I've told him it's just store-bought lotion that many girls at our schoolprobably wear, but each time he compliments me like he’s smelling itfor the first time.

“I want to see what it tastes like on you.”

“You've tasted it on my neck,” I giggle, the way he’s rubbing my nipplesmakes it harder to take a breath.

“I don't want your neck, Harper.” His hand lowers, stopping at thatplace he looked at earlier, the one that makes my skin scorch. “I wantyou here.”

“Easton,”

“Shhh.” His eyes are telling me not to worry, he knows what I'm aboutto say. “It's not time for that yet. I'm only going to use my mouth.”

I tremble in pleasure and relief as his lips press against my stomach,lifting my shirt to kiss the tops of my breasts, lowering my bra enoughto lick each nipple.

I dive into his hair, pulling at the roots, the feeling of his mouth almosttoo much. But it gets even more intense as he lowers, past my bellybutton, stopping at the very top of me.

His nose rubs across my clit.

Inhaling my scent.

I look down at the top of his head, the air halting in my lungs as oureyes lock. This time feels different than before, it's not rushed, it's in thelight, and we're completely alone in my house. “Easton,” I shudder. “Ohmy God."

His tongue swipes the entire length of me, and then he does it againbut slower and harder this time. “You taste as good as you smell.”

I'm melting-from his words, from his stare, from the feel of his wet,talented tongue as it suddenly begins to pick up speed

“Oh fuck,” I moan, the back of my head pushing into the cushionbehind me.

He knows the spot he needs to lick.

He knows the speed that makes my body climb.

He knows the rhythm that's going to make me come.

And he's constant.

Relentless.

“Easton!”

He's pulling my orgasm to the surface, a pulsing that starts to buildthrough my body. I'm bucking against him, riding his tongue.

“Don't stop,” I cry.

The tingles are sharp, demanding, and I'm on the verge of exploding.“Come on my face.”

Such a dirty order, but that's all it takes before I'm shuddering, hismouth sending me over that far, dangerous edge. “Easton!” I screamagain.

The peak blasts through me, my stomach spasming, waves of pleasurecharging across my body.

“Yes,” he roars. “How good does that feel, baby.”

“So good.” I grip his hair even harder, holding on while the feelingeventually passes, until his tongue finally stills.

That's when I glance down, seeing his lips wet, covered in me, whilebaby echos in my head-a word no one has ever called me before.

His grin shows me how much he likes it.

“What the hell was that?” I pant.

“Just the beginning.”

He stands, bending down to kiss me before he goes into the kitchen. “Ithink we could both use a drink.” I hear the fridge open. “What do youwant?”

As I search for my breath, I feel a vibration by my feet, and I look downat the carpet. Easton's phone must have fallen out of his pocket, a textlighting up the screen.

One that causes me to reach down and lift it into my hand.

Aisha: What's taking you so long?

Aisha: Come over already .. I hate it when you make me wait.

Her third message is full of red hearts and martini glasses.

“How about a Coke?" he asks.

I slowly glance up from his phone.

“Or a Diet Coke?”

My entire body starts to shake, but for an entirely different reason thanbefore.

Ignoring his questions, I grab my leggings and go into the kitchen,holding the phone out to him, making sure he sees the screen. “Lookslike you have somewhere to be.” I drop the phone onto his palm.“Harper”

“Two girls in one night?” My heart feels like it's been punched. “That'sdirty .. even for a dick like you.” I turn and walk down the hallwaytoward my bedroom, saying over my shoulder, “You can see yourselfout, Easton,” before I slam my door and lock it behind me.