You’re Mine by Penny Brooks

Chapter 53

Easton

Adrenaline races through my veins, making me tense. Eager. I drive like a madman to Harper’s house, pulling into her driveway so fast I see her jerk against the seatbelt.

Shit. I need to get myself under control.

We hop out of the Jeep without a word and I fall into step behind her, waiting impatiently as she unlocks the front door. She glances over her shoulder at me, her expression full of heated promise before she starts up the stairs. I slam the door behind me and follow her up, grabbing her by the waist the moment we’re in her bedroom, and I haul her to me.

“Finally,” I murmur just before I kiss her.

She returns the kiss with as much enthusiasm as I’m feeling. I can’t stop thinking about what happened in the parking lot-and how fucking surreal the entire moment was. Did I actually confess my feelings for this girl in front of her brother and everyone else?

Or did I stake a claim on her because, as Blake the asshole so kindly pointed out, I hate to lose?

Yeah no. It has nothing to do with losing and everything to do with this perfect, delicious girl in my arms. With the intoxicating mouth and curvy body. The perfect ass and giant tits that are currently pressed firmly against my chest.

Fuck, just having this girl in my arms sets my blood on fire.

I cup the side of her face, tilting her head to change the angle of our kiss and when my tongue strokes deep, my mystery girl moans.

My cock hardens in response.

Tiny shivers ripple through her and when I finally break away from her lips, her teeth are literally..

Chattering?

trying to warm her up, knowing the wet clothes we‘re wearing don’t help. “Are

jerky nod. “Aren’t

guess. Maybe

should take a

I slowly pull away, a

shakes her head, seemingly embarrassed “I don’t think I’m ready for that

course she’s not. This girl is a freakin’ virgin, for the love of God. I need to move slow.

faint.

That’s not a word anyone uses to describe me,

soft and settles low in my gut. “Okay, there’s the mean boy who pushed me into a supply closet and shoved his hand down my

my fingers beneath her chin, tilting her head back so her gaze meets mine. “I’m sure I could

fingers going around my wrist and removing my hand from her face. “I need to shower first. Do you want to take one

don’t want to waste any more time. “I just want

in Ryan’s room to wear and throw your wet clothes in the dryer. You know where the laundry room is,

amused, teasing the rich

is and I know how to work a dryer. My maid showed me.” I’m

we do have a

this side of Harper. She’s much more confident. Maybe

back and wait for me in here, okay? I

not going anywhere,” I growl, pulling her in for one last,

says as she starts to pull

her room and straight into the bathroom, slamming the door. Within seconds I hear the water turn on and the wet plop of clothes landing on the floor. My imagination goes into overdrive and I wait there in

room, rummaging through his stuff until I find a pair of gray sweats.