You’re Mine by Penny Brooks

Harper

We finish eating our steaks and are out by the bonfire while the guys go back inside to grab some whiskey.

I wrap the blanket tighter around me and nudge Sadie.

"Ryan seems...chipper."

She snorts out a laugh and sips her wine.

"That makes two of us."

"So, he liked the ropes."

"He fucking loved the ropes."

“Eww, but also, awesome, I'm happy for you..for both of you,” I add.

"Ryan deserves all the good things.

I mean, he annoys the hell out of me, but he's good."

Sadie turns to me, her eyes flicker to my mouth, then back up.

"You're good too."

I frown.

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

I hear the boys approaching.

She licks her lips.

"I may be a bit drunk.” "Okay?"

I offer.

“But I know what else Ryan's gonna like, as weird and sick and twisted as my mind seems right now..."

She doesn't warn me, just leans in and whispers against my lips, "Let's fuck with them."

And then she kisses me.

Sliding her tongue past my lower lip, teasing gently.

It's not the first time we've kissed, but that was more like middle school let’s test this out and see how it works so we don't mess up when we kiss boys sort of kiss.

This is a big girl kiss.

She tastes like white wine.

I taste like red.

kiss her back.

not attracted

she's

idea of driving Easton crazy spurs me on

voice fills the empty night air followed by a, “Shit,

by my brother.

by Easton, who already has me in his

leaving

"Same."

I laugh.

his waist as we sit back

closer as

head and how badly he wants to

are laughing behind us

when my mouth is sore, Easton

turn in his lap.

Ryan, they have a blanket covering them and his lips are extremely swollen, good for her, I mean still my

me across the

I glare right back.

it's also kind of awesome, that we can all hang out together and be

it honestly feels like nothing can shatter the

stars are so bright it's impossible to

of the campfire already

arms around me, his

"I really like you."

I thought he

like you

"No, I really, really."

He gulps.

think it's more than like, Harper...no, I

flicker with

what,

to palm the front of his jeans, he's so hard he

lets out a

to make you

"F—forget?"

His eyes roll back.

we

I say, slowly reaching into his jeans and looking across the fire to make sure that

again and talking in hushed tones

back in the

"Mmmmm."

I squeeze his tip.

ready

bit of pre—cum escapes as I rub it between

that and I'm gonna