Chapter 70

Chapter 70

Easton

I'm fucking furious, anger rolling through my veins, making my blood

run hot. Ryan's too busy sweet talking Sadie to talk to me about what

we're going to do with Blake, and I can tell...

Harper's mad at me.

Shit. I gotta fix this.

“Baby.” I steer her out of the living room so we're in front of the stairs.

“You're angry.”

She glares at me. “You left me for Ryan.”

“He needed me." I reach for her, cupping her cheek with one hand as I

pull her in close with the other. “And for good reason. He found those

spray paint cans.”

“I can't wrap my head around it.” The stubborn look on my girl's face

makes me want to roll my eyes but I restrain myself. “Blake would never

do that to me. Or to Ryan. He's your best friend. The three of you have

been best friends forever.”

“Sometimes shit goes sideways.” And that hurts. Not that I'll ever admit

it. I'm too damn mad right now anyway and it overpowers the pain.

My best friend is a dick who's out to make my girlfriends life miserable.

And he's possibly working with Aisha.

Like what the fuck? What's happened to him to make him turn to the

dark side? Is he that enamored with Aisha’s pussy he'll do whatever she

wants? Including making Harper's life miserable?

I don't understand the motive. I'm confused.

But again, my anger overpowers the confusion and the hurt. I'm too

pissed to feel anything else.

“Ryan!” I roar. “Let's go to Blake's. Now.”

“No.” Harper clamps her hand over my mouth. “Forget he said that,

Ryan!”

Ryan doesn't even bother to respond. He's probably lip locked with

Sadie right now, the fucker.

glare at Harper, biting at her fingers covering my mouth, making her

yelp and drop her hand. “Come up to my room,” she says softly. “You're

too angry to leave. I'll help you calm down.”

I follow her up the stairs, my mind racing, filled with infinite

possibilities.

I can confront Blake at his house.

School.

In class.

At lunch.

In the parking lot.

At a football game?

On campus is risky. We could get in trouble, though I'm pretty much

untouchable there.

Blake could go down though-thanks to my fists and a possible

suspension.

I smile. Yeah. I like the idea of a double whammy.

That sounds fucking perfect.

Harper drags me into her room and shuts and locks the door before

she shoves at me. “Sit on the bed.”

I do as she says, frowning. Fully prepared for her to chastise me for

being a macho asshole.

She doesn't do any of that. Nope, my girl tackles me, pushing me so I

have no choice but to fall backward onto the mattress with her on top

of me, her lower body snug with mine.

Just like that, my cock stirs.

“Take your aggression out on me,” she whispers just before she dips her

head, her

mouth landing on mine. Her tongue slides into my mouth, circling

around mine and that's all it takes.

I'm a goner.

I thrust my hands into her hair, holding her head in place as we devour

each other. She's squirming all over me, making me crazy, and I roll

over, pressing her into the mattress, taking over the situation.

She moans when I kiss down the length of her neck, nipping and biting,

not holding back. Not wanting to be careful. Harper's into it, she can't

stop moving. Touching me. Her hands slide beneath my shirt, fingers

skimming up and down my back and I shudder at her touch.

She's trying to soothe while I'm desperate to rile her up.

Reaching between us, I tug at her shirt, tunneling my hand beneath it to

grope at her tits. Tear at her bra. I yank it down, exposing her and I shift

away from her neck so I can attack her nipples.

When I bite one, she hisses, pulling on my hair extra tight.

“You're hurting me,” she murmurs.

“You like it,” I whisper against her flesh, dragging my tongue across her

nipple to take away the sting.

She doesn't respond. She just moans, helping me when I reach for the

front of her jeans. Soon she’s completely naked and her hand is in the

front of my jeans, her fingers curling around my dick, squeezing it extra

hard. I thrust into her hand, desperate for more of her aggressive touch.

“Your parents coming home soon?” I ask her in between harsh pants.

Harper nods jerkily. “Probably.”

I could give a fuck. All I want is to plunge inside her tight heat. Fuck her

into oblivion.

Kicking off my shoes, I shove at my jeans until they're gone too and

without warning! push inside her, filling her completely.

She goes still, her eyes wide as they meet mine.

I start to move, never looking away as I increase my pace, fucking her

steadily. Her eyes fall closed and I cup my hand around her chin, giving

her face a gentle shake. “Look at me.”

Harper does as I say, her gaze steady on mine as I thrust into her. In

and out. In and out. I don't want her to forget who she’s with. Who's

fucking her. Who can make her feel like this.

Me.

Only me.

She circles her legs around my hips, sending me deeper and a strangled

groan comes from deep within my chest. I press my forehead to hers

and piston my hips, fucking her hard.

Harder.

Our sweaty skin sticks together with my every thrust. The scent of sex

fills the room and my balls are slapping against her ass, and still, I won't

slow down. Won't come yet either.

I'm trying to draw this moment out. Make it last as long as possible.

“Easton,” she whimpers, her eyes finally closing, as if she can't stand to

look at me any longer.

She's too overcome.

“I know, baby,” I murmur against her lips just before I kiss her. She

responds eagerly, her hands in my hair, her thighs tightening around

my hips. “You want to come?”

Her nod is frantic. “Please.”

“Beg for it.” I slow my movements, dragging my cock out of her before I

inch my way back in.

“Please, Easton. Please make me come. I need you.”

Damn, she didn't even hesitate.

Fucking hot.

Bracing my hands on the mattress, I fuck her in earnest, a grunt leaving

me with every

thrust until she’s writhing beneath me, straining toward me as the

orgasm suddenly washes over her, making her shake. I watch in

fascination, the sensation of her pussy milking my cock sending me

right over the edge.

Rendering me completely useless. Mindless.

Fuck, this girl.

She has no idea what she does to me.

What she means to me.

None.