You’re Mine by Penny Brooks

Chapter 105

Harper

Easton wraps a towel around me before grabbing one for himself and we get out of the shower.

There's an ache between my legs, a soreness in my nipples, my ass still stinging from everything he had done to me while we were in there.

Everything he had made me feel.

Everything he had done to my body.

Sadie had spoken about sex before she started dating my brother.

She told me about the things I could expect, the physical part, anyway.

She described it in ways so I could somewhat anticipate what was going to happen the first time I was with Easton.

But she never told me about this—this feeling in my chest whenever I'm with him.

This tightness.

This fluttering that loops up to my throat, an endless pattern of puttering, pounding, and pure affection.

I can't get enough of him.

Or of his smile, which is spread across his lips right now, watching me in the mostly fogged up mirror above the sink, just enough of a clear sliver that I can see his eyes as he moves behind me.

He grabs another towel and wipes the drips off my back and shoulders and the ones that fall down over my elbows.

When he's done, he turns me toward him, and pulls me into his arms.

"I've never been so thankful for a storm, 'he says.

"Why? '

“Because this wouldn't have happened. '

I feel a blush move past my cheeks, stealing a quick glance at the shower.

It was a performance that even surprised me.

Knowing Easton appreciates my curves makes me more secure in my body.

His love of my body makes me want to try things, it makes me want to step outside that box that I originally felt so comfortable in.

"That was one of the best showers I've ever taken, '

still conditioner in my hair and I only washed half

"No, not that. '

hand finds my face, holding it so my chin is aimed up at him,

that was definitely sexy as fuck, but that's

hand and brings me over to the bed, sitting me in the spot where I've slept every night we've been

gas fireplace, switching it on, the flames immediately

and while we're still in our towels, he covers us

Easton runs his hand through my wet hair, our breathing the only noise

his mind, what this is, but he beats me to it

because I've never really

and I

elbow, so I can look at his face, hoping his eyes can tell

never felt this way before.

voice is so soft, honest, purer

before—things that run through my head when we're

protect anyone as much

I want to do

Harper ... '

on my face, holding me,

me and they're all because

the tightness

this emotion is coming from, but it's clear, it's present, it's taking over, and I can't

how I

He shakes his head.

you've never

"Said ...it? '

I was crazy about

to think I haven't expressed my emotions is

thought, if anything, that's

terribly disappointed in myself that you

chest, realizing the placement is above his heart the minute I

to think you don't know how I feel about you, that you don't know there isn't anything I wouldn't do for you, that I'm positive there's no other man more perfect for

"Not that, Harper. '

presses into my cheek and I nuzzle into

never told me you

me so

Love.

word I've only ever said to

no question, I've felt

think it was there

always want more from him, I wouldn't have chased him, I wouldn't have put up with all the different ways he had treated

heels.In love with this