You’re Mine by Penny Brooks

Chapter 54

Harper

The shower did wonders for my cold skin but I’m still a mess of nerves. Knowing Easton is in my room, waiting for me. That we’re most likely going to take our relationship to the next level and have sex…

It’s exciting.

Scary.

Overwhelming.

Freaking terrifying

I rub lotion all over my body. Run a brush through my hair again and again, wishing I had enough time to blow dry it. I slip on a robe my mom gave me a couple of Christmas’s ago. It’s black with giant white polka dots on it, and it’s super short, barely covering my butt.

That’s all I wear. Not necessarily sexy, but I know Easton will definitely appreciate my nakedness.

After stalling long enough, I finally exit the bathroom, crossing the short hall into my bedroom. I slip inside the room and close the door, my mouth falling open at the scene in

front of me.

Easton sitting on the corner of my bed, his legs spread wide in that way boys sit and his head bent as he stares at his phone. He’s wearing light gray sweats and nothing else.

Nothing. Else.

His chest is on full display, and I drink in all that smooth skin covering sleek muscle. His broad shoulders and chest. The rigid muscles of his abs. His flat stomach with the thin trail of dark hair that leads from his navel, disappearing into the sweats.

without a shirt on. I’ve actually had his dick in my mouth. But there

Sexy.

a word I use lightly-if at

phone onto

is what’s happening right now. Between

–

was a

deep, gravelly voice rumbles through me, settling between my legs. “I needed

you up.” His smile fades and his

on his shoulders, standing in between his spread legs, breathless when he pulls me even closer and rests his

toys with the fabric belt of

and I decide to be bold.

the belt. He slowly unties it while I stand there, trembling despite the hot shower I just took. Despite how his heated gaze singes me from

his calm. His movements are slow. Deliberate. He pulls the belt off and lets it fall to the floor, the robe fabric immediately parting and revealing

slips his hands inside of the robe, and I lock my knees so I don’t crumble to the ground. His cool

before he leans in and places his mouth on my stomach. I close my eyes, trying my best to chase the fear

he examines me with

curve around to cup my butt. Those big hands slip downward, his fingers coming teasingly close to the place I want them the most, and a breathy moan leaves me when he removes his hands from my

He’s such a tease.

this off,” he murmurs and I shrug out of the robe, letting it fall to the

find him examining me as if

I ask,

get a chance to really look at you.” He runs his hand over my

to laugh, but can’t. “So