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.

hair and towel

the towel is

deal, even

“Hey.” "Hey."

my side of the bed, snatching my phone right out of

"Are you mad?"

I frown.

I

"Because Aisha is here."

are

had nothing to do with

you believe

him, loving how concerned he

"Oh I know.

all

and Easton checks it,

says they're headed up

"Oh!"

the comforter falling to reveal my bare chest as I reach for Easton's towel

bed, big

We're gonna fuck."

Easton bursts out laughing.

gonna fuck? Harper, what the

hand and pull him toward

collapses on the mattress, on top of me and I try to kick the

in me almost kicking him in

“Damn it, watch out,"

he dodges my overeager foot while

this is foreplay, you've

up and kiss

and pull him down, so his mouth meets

against his with a low moan and I can

base of his cock and stroke, continuing where we left off before we were so rudely interrupted by the most terrible person

be here any

whisper against Easton's

He hesitates.

"Who?"

"Blake and Aisha.

want them to hear

hips, rubbing my lower body against

Easton’s eyes almost cross.

me when you make

promise as he wraps his arm around my waist and hauls me into

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

my eyes open and locked with his as he slowly starts

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