Chapter 142 CELEBRATION

CHLOE’s POV

‘‘You know… maybe we should get rid of this towel for us to start the celebration?’’ Easton said as he slowly kneeled on the bed and then pushed me back onto it, hovering over me.

‘‘Nope…’’ I smirked, shaking my head as I gripped hold of the towel wrapped around my body.

He just smiled and let his hands travel further down, causing goosebumps to appear on my skin. He had a playful smirk on his face but the look in his eyes was painfully hungry as he eyed me from my head down to my feet.

I gasped, and my hands automatically pulled on the ends of his hair as he started to suck the skin just below my ear, his sly hand moving up my thighs.

‘‘Easton…’’ I moaned, grabbing his hands from under my towel and pulling them away, entwining our fingers instead making him whine in protest. ‘‘Why don’t we celebrate outside and eat dinner, hmmm?’’