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?

my hands up and down her back, trying to warm her

gives a jerky nod.

Maybe we should

take a shower

for a moment before I slowly pull away, a devious smile stretching across my

head, seemingly embarrassed

for the love of God. I need to move slow. “Okay. Just know I won’t push you for anything you don’t want to

is faint.

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

the mean boy who pushed me into a supply closet and

tilting her head back so her gaze meets mine.

hand from

don’t want to waste any more time. “I just want to get out of these

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

so amused,

I know how to work a dryer. My maid showed

do have a

so unexpected. I like this side of Harper. She’s much more confident. Maybe that’s

me in here, okay? I

I growl, pulling her in for one last, lingering kiss.

she starts to pull away

the ass that sends her running out of 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 the hall, straining to hear what Harper’s doing

into Ryan’s room, rummaging through his stuff until I