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?

warm her up, knowing the wet clothes we‘re wearing don’t

gives a jerky

guess. Maybe we

take a shower

for a moment before I slowly pull away, a devious smile

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

an asshole. Of course she’s not. This girl is a freakin’ virgin, for the love of God. I

smile is faint.

girl has ever called me sweet. That’s not a word anyone uses to describe me, ever. “Yeah, don’t let it

gut. “Okay, there’s the mean boy who

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

her fingers going around my wrist and removing my hand from her face. “I need to

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

room to wear and throw your wet clothes in the dryer. You know where the laundry room

so amused, teasing the rich

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

do have

away and I nearly topple over, it’s so unexpected. I like this side of Harper. She’s much more

back and wait for me in

going anywhere,” I growl, pulling her in for one last, lingering kiss. “Hurry

she

on 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

my head, I go into Ryan’s room, rummaging through his stuff