You’re Mine by Penny Brooks

Chapter 5

Harper

I can definitely see what I have done to him.

Oh my God, his dick is huge.

Massive.

I’ll never be able to handle it.

If I ever even get the chance to have it.

He thrust those hips against me so smoothly, my eyes nearly crossed. And the way the boy kisses…it’s as if I’ve died and I’m floating on a white, fluffy cloud,

only brought to life by his persuasive lips and delicious tongue. All that hip grinding and wandering hands and the heavy, hot breaths against my skin.

I’m practically a pile of sweaty goo on our bathroom floor.

No wonder people go on and on about sex. What I just experienced was freaking amazing, and it was merely a simple kissing session.

But I don’t care that he doesn’t want to leave, he needs to. Someone else could come knocking on the door or the lights could turn on at any second. What would happen then? Would Easton still feel the same way if he saw

who I was? Would he freak out that he’s been making out with his best friend’s sister?

I don’t know.

I also don’t want to take the chance of finding out.

I want to remember this night just like this, with my skin on fire and lips stinging and swollen and the memory of him telling me how hot my body is.

“Easton…” I start, finding his waist, touching his chiseled muscles, my fingers getting lost in the grooves between each ab. I open my mouth to tell him to leave. I need so badly to say those words, but

the way his hard-on is pressed against me, the way his body feels so scrumptious under my hands, my head is filling with other thoughts.

Ones that involve him staying and his mouth returning to mine and

No, Harper

This has to end.

Now.

“Easton,” I attempt again, “you really have to go,” I reinforce, leading him in the dark toward the door.

His fingers graze my chin. “You’re going to miss my mouth.”

He’s right about that.

giving myself the courage to jumble with the lock, twisting it vertically, the handle releasing as

even a good-bye kiss?” he

won’t have the strength to push him away. I’ll tug

already know what my lips taste like,” I say softly, touching them with my free hand. “Now, you can dream about

the threshold

s

the quivers

really

felt when

happened seconds before, everything would be different.

I’m all alone in here and our kiss

staring at my reflection

cheeks and chest are flushed a deep pink. My eyes are sparkling. My hair

at the words lingering in

His words. His hands.

All over me.

knock on the door and I’m nervous that

is it?” |

silly, let me

on her pretty face the moment the door is open. “What happened

mean?” I ask, wondering if she can

were,” she chastises, scooting her way inside and shutting the door. “Are

smile, trying to

a hand toward my chest. “Your skin is splotchy.” Her gaze catches on

open

and we exit together, Sadie clutching the vodka bottle. “Why did the power turn off? Do

went out I was outside when it happened, and all the houses around

time,” I tell her,

did and said. Relive it moment by moment.

Maybe

elbow. “Too bad

close to the truth, it’s

pass through the crowded kitchen to head back outside, Sadie chatting a mile a minute while I don’t say

staring at

It’s

watches me in wonder. “Wow, the lights go out for a