You’re Mine by Penny Brooks

Harper

 I'm exhausted.

Mom and Dad have finally gone to bed, but I wouldn't put it past them to do room checks like they used to at summer camp.

I'm still downstairs with Easton bingeing some murderous documentary about a crime of passion, and some creepy stalker who always pretended to be her work friend but secretly cut pieces of her hair and slept with them in his pillow.

Ryan and Sadie are upstairs doing who knows what in the kitchen.

The creepy man on the screen continues his stalking.

Gross.

I shudder.

"Are you cold?"

Easton asks, pulling me close.

I frown.

"Is it just me or are you way too into the part where he almost gets away with it.” He shakes his head like he's disappointed in the mass murderer.

"I mean, he's an idiot, he could have made it, but noooo, he has to go back for one of those creepy pieces of hair like he didn't just kill her for rejecting him."

I scrunch up my nose.

"Weird that the husband ended up living."

"Poor guy probably wishes he were dead, imagine someone standing over you while you sleep with a butcher knife."

"Yay, what a great Christmas, so merry and bright,"

I tease and give him a hard shove.

“I'm going to have nightmares tonight about knives.” He laughs.

I turn to him and grip him by the shirt.

"I will end you if you sneak into my room, hover over me with a knife and scare the shit out of me.

I'll take that same knife and chop off both balls.” "Wouldn't that make me a eunuch?"

"Yes,"

I seethe.

"With the giant dick but a severe lack of testosterone and desire to have sex."

"Should I be scared that you just gave me an exact definition?"

He smiles.

"Chill, I won't scare you, I actually like my testicles and um..."

crooks his finger and whispers in my ear,

"Do not."

sniff and look

the other day I was

His smile is devastating.

been like a wild animal in bed, not that

holds up

"In fact..."

so hard it almost makes my chest

meet in a hungry

survive without this man? These kisses?

get tired of us, of this, that one day we really will make it through the end of the

our legs tangle with each other and the blankets

love you and I want

he says between kisses.

thinking about your dad coming

groans and

with my

with your erection, that's new,’ I tease, kissing his

shorts quickly unbuttoning his jeans and pressing me back against my

have to admit I dreamt about it but never saw this in my future, I was too afraid to hope for it as he guides himself between my

to brace for how big his dick was, but now my body instantly relaxes, basically sucking him in and saying a small prayer that he'll

so sensitive and emotional I can't even control my own body as I get dangerously close within

grips my hips and looks up at the stairway like he's afraid then looks back down

going to warn you about how fast I was going to go but fuck, it's even worse than I thought.” He bites down on his

you have a magic

there is

the pressure shift just enough for

don't know

if It's

never find out that the couch has joined

embarrassed as

bigger mess than we've ever made

"I got it."

me again and returns from the downstairs wet bar with an array of paper

groan as he rubs me

"Gonna have to not do that...the only reason I have

my shorts

old shotguns that he probably doesn't

"Perfect."

in the trash in the corner, taking one look

he'll misfire and hit my dick, making your prophetic story actually come true.” I fall back

towel and

me into

can feel

is hot against

the reflection of the documentary on

that I'm here,