You’re Mine by Penny Brooks

Chapter 139
Easton
How is it possible to still feel myself inside her?

I think I walk funny the rest of the morning, my poor dick just wallowing in sadness over the fact that Harper's mom has eyes in the back of her head, but thank God not in the pantry.

Damn.

I think I bruised my knee and nearly broke a tooth face planting against that door in absolute terror that she was going to call me out for licking pink sprinkles off her daughters breasts.

Don't even get me started on fucking in the bedroom.

"Yo..."

Ryan slaps me on the back, scaring the shit out of me.

I almost drop the bowl of popcorn onto the ground.

“Wanna get drunk?"

“I knew you were my best friend for a reason,’ I mutter as his mom moves around the kitchen in a panic.

Apparently the syrup wasn't the only thing she was missing from that damn list and in order for her to make sugar cookies for some nursing home—she needs basically every ingredient.

Because, again, Ryan.

He said whoops.

Got slapped on the back of the head.

And then decided we should all leave his mom in peace before she choked him with one of the dish towels since she'd already literally been at the store to get syrup.

The girls wanted popcorn so here we are, watching her pace, and me wondering if she really will kill her first born by two minutes.

"I think that's it,"

she says to herself, doing a small circle.

“Powdered sugar, frosting, oh food coloring, sprinkles..."

“Bro,’ I whisper.

"You literally forgot everything."

He grabs a few sodas from the fridge and sighs.

"My dick was distracted, alright?"

“What does that have to do with anything?"

I give him a light shove.

His mom grabs her keys, keeps talking to herself then turns to both of us.

We jump back like she's holding a shank instead of her keys.

“Both of you..."

She jabs them into the air like she's trying out for the role of King Arthur and his excalibur.

"Dad's in his office getting work done, no funny business."

I almost laugh because she said funny business and it's such a boomer thing to say, but I hold it in—barely.

“Of course."

I nod my head seriously.

“We would never...after...you know."

Her eyes narrow.

"And Ryan?

Do.

You.

Understand.

The.

Words.

I.

Am.

Saying."

“Loud and clear!"

with a nod of

to myself and jack off

this very

bottom lip to keep from laughing as her face flushes red, she

her breath

shake my head

"Really?"

"What?"

He shrugs.

she keeps texting it to me throughout the day just to torture me, I really might

need to know that, now everytime you take a piss I'm going to be thinking you're jerking your dick

snorts out

being told no sex under this

I kept that promise

Less than twelve hours?

was

Or maybe Harper.

horny, so hot, what was I supposed to

Say no?

Who does that?

Not me.

Clearly.

"Guysssssss!"

calls from the

“We've been summoned."

the popcorn

"You said drunk.

Where's the alcohol?"

"Private stash downstairs."

He shrugs.

in his office most of the day and it's pretty damn hard to

He winks.

I mentioned he's my

Because really.

us, which really I'd take the risk since it would be the second time...and we have no edibles or joints, getting drunk seems the

now to be able to

ask baby Jesus, then realize that would be wrong, so I just shrug and realize that, damn, everything

Even Jesus.

Amen.

nearly fall down the stairs behind Ryan thinking all the sexual

and is scrolling through Netflix while

tank has crept up, showing off her stomach and for some reason the sight of her in a cute oversized blue cardigan has

She's not just gorgeous.

She's fucking adorable.

set the popcorn down on the coffee table,

rubs her eyes and

from all the

I ask.

feet from you,’ Ryan

I break your

“Okay, Rocky."

eyes and turn back to Harper whos watching with a small grin spread across her

“Want a massage?"

I lean in.

her hands on my shoulders and

be amazing, I don't know why I'm

when you try

I grin.

"Things get hard.

Lots of things."

me in

“Are you complaining?"

“Never,"

I steal a kiss.

a friendly

That's all..."

"Yeah,"

Her eyes narrow.

and literally called my mom, mam

"I panicked."