You’re Mine

Chapter 190

Harper

lam truly having the time of my life.

Running all around Disneyland with my best friend, my brother and my boyfriend.

Riding all the rides.

Trying the Dole Whip, which is pineapple flavored frozen yogurt.

We stood in line for what felt like hours just for ice cream, but it was so delicious I told Sadie it was worth it.

It's worth it just getting to spend this time with the people I love the most.

Everything makes me giggle, and I blame the joint we shared.

I can't stop laughing or smiling.

All the rides are so much fun, even Splash Mountain, where I got totally drenched, more than anyone else.

Sadie thought that was hilarious.

Since it was one of the first rides we got on, and the late spring air is still warm, we dried up pretty fast.

late two churros and we shared popcorn, which we ended up throwing at each other.

As the night got later and the air got colder, we popped into a souvenir shop and Easton bought me a sweatshirt.

I'm wearing it now as we're in line for Space Mountain, and the promise in Easton's eyes is beyond obvious.

At least to me.

l remember his earlier threat.

How he said he was going to finger me on the ride, and while I think what he’s suggesting is pretty impossible, I can't help but wonder if he’s at least going to give it a try.

“This is going to have to be our last ride” Sadie says after she checks her phone for the time.

“After this, we'll need to head back to the meeting spot.” Pouting, I lean against Easton, who pulls me fully into his arms.

"Saving the best for last.” "This ride is gonna make me trip out, especially when I'm—"

Ryan presses his fist to his mouth and coughs the word, “high.” "How do you know?"

I ask him.

"You've never been on it.” "Because I made him watch a bunch of the rides on YouTube last week,"

Sadie answers for him.

“They're all on there, and when you watch, it's like you're actually on the ride.” “No way,’ I breathe, wishing I'd watched the Space Mountain one sol knew what I was in for.

"Talk about spoiling the surprise,” Easton mutters.

Sadie laughs.

"I was just trying to prepare him."

We move deeper into the building where the Space Mountain roller coaster is, the air getting cooler and making me grateful for the sweatshirt.

Oh and Easton, who can't seem to let me go.

At least he’s keeping me warm.

Making me feel safe.

We're finally loading up in the cars, me and Easton behind Sadie and Ryan, who are sitting at the very front of the ride.

The sly look Easton shoots me is wicked enough to make butterflies erupt in my stomach and I slowly shake my head at him when he rests his hand on top of my thigh.

“You keep your hands to yourself, mister, I warn him.

The look on his face turns into pure innocence, despite the wicked gleam in his eyes.

“You don't want me to finger you on the ride? While we're sailing through the intergalactic sky?"

"Bro, please.” Oops.

Guess Easton said that way too loudly.

"Sorry, Easton tells my brother, not sounding sorry at all.

He leans in close to me and whispers, "I'll finger you later.

On the bus.” “Easton.” I nudge his shoulder with mine, but I'm smiling.

Hopefully he'll make good on his promise.

ke “Let's share a blanket,” I suggest to Easton as I pull out one of the throws from home that I packed in my backpack.

“I'm beat,” he says loudly as I drape it over the both of us.

"Me too,’ I say just as loudly.

The conspiring look we share almost makes me giggle and I have to stifle it with my hand so no one will hear me.

The majority of people on our bus are exhausted.

We just got on the freeway about twenty minutes ago, and the night's excitement has worn off some.

Pretty sure Ryan and Sadie are already asleep, and if I spot anyone with their eyes open, they do look pretty drowsy.

“Come here,” Easton murmurs, tugging on my arm.

“Let's snuggle.” This giggle slips out as I press my body across his, laying halfway across him.

"You want to snuggle with me?” “Of course I do.” He strokes my hair and my eyes automatically shut.

"I always want to snuggle with you.” "Not at the beginning of the year, I remind him.

“I was a different person then.” "So different.” I glance up at him to find he's already watching me.

“Now you're mine.” "No, you're mine.” He dips his head, his mouth landing on mine.

The kiss is slow.

Sweet.

Hot.

His tongue licks against mine, stroking deep and the next thing I know, his fingers are at the front of my denim shorts, undoing the snap.

Pulling down the zipper.

"Really think we should do that here?” I whisper against his seeking lips. This text is © NôvelDrama/.Org.

He nods, his fingers brushing the front of my panties.

“Hell yeah.” A soft whimper leaves me when one of his fingers slips beneath the thin cotton fabric and then he's touching me.

Stroking me.

More fingers join the first one and I spread my legs as far as I can go without being obvious.

"So wet,"

he whispers, the sound so soft I wonder if I imagined it.

But I didn't.

I know I didn't.

My boyfriend is going to give me an orgasm on a bus with us surrounded by all sorts of people.

People we've gone to school with for years.

It's wild.

One of the wildest things we've ever done and we've done a lot.

I love how free I feel when I'm with Easton.

How much we experiment.

How he's up for anything and he's convinced me lam too.

Like I realized earlier, he makes me feel safe.

Protected.

I can trust him.

Completely.

There's a hitch in my breath when he touches a certain spot and he touches it again.

And again.

I lift my hips, biting my lip when he increases his pace.

My entire body stiffens as my orgasm draws near and just when I'm about to fly apart, his mouth lands on mine, swallowing my moan as I come against his fingers.

I'm trembling, my breaths rapid, my skin damp with sweat.

My bones are liquid as I melt against him and he holds me close, his heart racing beneath my ear.

“I love you; I whisper, my eyes falling closed.

"I love you too.” He kisses the top of my head.

Best.

Night.

Ever.