You’re Mine by Penny Brooks

Harper

lam a bad, awful person.

But when you're dealing with a conniving little bitch who tries to ruin your life every time you turn around, then you have to play fire with fire.

And I'm turning up the flames tonight.

Easton is currently in the shower while I wait for him in bed.

Naked.

Sadie won't stop texting me.

Sadie: You bitch! Why aren't you down here right now having to deal with this—this MONSTER? Me: Tell my brother you want to have sex and drag him out of there! How can he resist you? Sadie: He's already about four beers in and they're all caught up strolling down memory lane, telling Aisha and I about their past lake house adventures with Easton.

She's eating it up.

I'm about to throw myself into the fire.

I can't stop giggling.

My best friend can be so dramatic sometimes.

I did love how she talked about murdering Aisha for me though.

Me: Tell me when they're on their way to their room, okay? I have a plan.

Sadie: What's your plan? Me: To be bouncing on the mattress and screaming Easton's name as loud as I can when they get to their room.

They'll hear me and know we're having amazing sex, even if we aren't.

Sadie: Don't you two always have amazing sex? Me: Well yes.

But what if they come up to the room right now? I'll have to yell all by myself because Easton is still in the shower.

Sadie: You're ridiculous.

Fine.

She's right.

I'm no evil genius, but I have to get my thrills where I can.

The water shuts off and I tug the covers up to my chin, lying flat on my back with my head propped on a pile of pillows as I scroll through my phone and keep one eye on the closed bathroom door.

I can hear him in there, and I think about him naked.

Water droplets clinging to his skin.

A white towel wrapped around his waist...

The door swings open, steam billowing out of the room and he appears, my every fantasy coming to life.

wet hair and

difference is the towel is dark

big deal, even though

“Hey.” "Hey."

my side of the bed, snatching my phone right out

"Are you mad?"

I frown.

would I be

"Because Aisha is here."

eyes are clouded

do with her

hope you believe

him, loving how concerned

"Oh I know.

all

phone dings and Easton checks it, his brows drawing

says they're headed up

"Oh!"

reveal my bare chest as I reach for Easton's towel and pull it

in bed, big

We're gonna fuck."

Easton bursts out laughing.

what the

his hand and

of me and I

only results in me almost kicking

“Damn it, watch out,"

overeager foot while I shove the comforter completely out of our

you think this is foreplay,

and kiss

my fingers into his damp hair and

with a low moan and I can

I wrap my fingers around the base of his cock and stroke, continuing where we left off before we were so rudely interrupted by

be here any

whisper against

He hesitates.

"Who?"

"Blake and Aisha.

them

hips, rubbing my

Easton’s eyes almost cross.

me

his arm around my waist and hauls me into

nudges his hips between my thighs, guiding his cock inside of me with one

and locked with his as he slowly starts

move with him, our bodies recognizing each other, a whispery