You’re Mine by Penny Brooks novel Chapter 151

 Easton

 I wrap Harper in a towel and tie one around my waist.

I bring her into my bedroom, setting her on top of my bed, a hell of a surprise waiting for me in that bottle on my nightstand.

I certainly didn’t expect to find lube in that box.

For Harper to give me her ass, the same way she gave me her virginity.

But it just shows how much she loves me.

And I’m silent promising her that I'm going to do everything I can to make sure this moment is painless and unforgettable.

I pull the towel from her body, dropping my own onto the floor, and I reach for the bottle.

I kiss over the tops of her tits, taking each of her nipples into my mouth.

Sucking, biting the ends, before I make my way down to her stomach, stopping at her pussy.

I spread her legs, positioning myself between them, and squirt some of the cold jelly onto my fingers.

I rub it across my skin, making sure both fingers are covered, and while my tongue goes to her clit, my fingers go to her ass.

“Ahhh,” she breathes.

“Oh God.” I lick, concentrating on the top, and at the same time, I circle her ass.

I make sure the edges are prepped before I gradually dip a finger inside.

“Easton,” she moans.

Fuck, she’s tight.

I can only imagine how this is going to feel on my dick.

I groan at the thought and as my finger moves inside her, I go slow, taking my time to stretch her, adding a second finger when I feel she’s ready.

I give her more pressure, more speed, wanting to make sure she can handle it before she gets my cock.

She's taking everything I give her.

Moaning.

Rocking against my mouth in a way where I know this feels incredible for her.

When she feels worked up enough, I squirt more lube over my whole shaft, ensuring there’s a thick layer across my crown, and I aim my tip at her ass.

I frame her face with my hands, locking my eyes with hers.

“This is going to hurt a little,” I warn.

“I know.” “I'm going to go slow.

I need you to tell me if you want me to stop.” She nods.

“Okay.” I shift my hips upward, the tip sliding in, her breathing instantly changing.

“Is it too much?” “I'm all right.” But I can see the pain in her eyes.

“I’m going to stop—"

“No.” She kisses me.

“I want this.” I force myself to move even slower, going in a tiny bit more, her tightness taking a hold of me.

Fuck me, if I thought her pussy was snug, her ass is a like a lock, and I know I’m going to have a hard time lasting.

“Once I'm all the way in, it'll feel better,” I promise.

The pain has moved into her lips, and I devour them, hoping to take her mind off it, gradually working in deeper.

I can feel her heart pounding against my chest, her emotion in every one of her breaths.

“There,” I say, now still.

“You have all of me.” I know it’s going to take some time for her to get used to me, my size, this new foreign feeling.

“Tell me when you're ready.” “Ready,” she says after several seconds.

“It's not going to feel any better at first, but you'll soon get used to it, and then it'll start to feel really good.” I reach down, rubbing my thumb over her clit.

“Especially as I do this.” “Mmm,” she moans.

Still moving as carefully as I can, I slide out to my tip and work my way back, the tightness not letting up at all, the wetness coating me.

“Fuck me, Harper.” I repeat the same motion several times, using the identical speed, and I finally notice a change.

The pain is dissolving from her eyes, it’s left her face, and each thrust is sending soft, sweet moans from her mouth.

“Fuck,” I roar, kissing her, needing her taste on my tongue.

She begins to move with me, her legs not just spread, but circled around me, her hands clutching my shoulders.

“Easton,” she cries, her neck leaned back, giving me the chance to kiss it.

“This feels ...” She swallows and I kiss across her throat.

“So good.” My thumb is still on her clit, and I pick up speed, feeling the tightening in my balls, that incredible build up not far behind.

I don’t want to flip her around and change positions, having to put her through the feeling of spreading again, so I lift her legs onto my shoulders, giving me the most perfect view of her pussy, and I drive into her.

Flicking her clit with my thumb, giving her nipples quick pinches, watching the sensations spread across her face.

“Harper,” I moan, holding her calf, kissing across her shin.

“Goddamn it, you feel amazing.” “Easton,” she inhales, “you're going to make me come.” That's the only thing I want.

The words I’ve been waiting to hear.

To fulfill the promise I made to my girl that this wouldn't hurt her.

And now she’s about to feel the best part of it.

“Ahhh, yes!” she shouts.

I rear my hips back, plunging inside, giving her hard, deep, passionate strokes.

She’s pulsing around me, clenching, and that causes her to feel even tighter.

I make sure her clit has the pressure she needs and when she starts to scream, “Fuuuck,” shudders moving through her stomach, I know it’s my time.

I punch forward, the intensity moving through my body, shooting out the end of me.

“Fuck!” Ripples are blasting through my body, every part of me turning numb aside from the tingles that are erupting.

“Yes! Damn it!” Each thrust sends more of me into her, filling her to the point where I watch it drip the moment I pull out.

She gently bites her lip as she looks at me.

“I didn’t expect that.” She shakes her head.

“I mean, for it to feel that good.” I smile.

“I knew it would ...

you just needed to trust me.” “I do.

Always.” I quickly kiss her, and then I leave her for just a second to go into my bathroom, grabbing a washcloth that I soak with warm water.

When I return, I gently rub it over her, cleaning me and the lube off her ass.

I toss the cloth back into the bathroom and I get under the covers, pulling her against my chest.

I bury my lips into her hair, breathing her in.

“One hell of a present, Harper.” “I'm the best girlfriend in the world.” “You are ...

that’s for sure.” She glances up, a mischievous look in her eyes.

“Now, what other kind of trouble are we going to get into today ...”