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..."

whispers

"Do not."

and

sucked them so hard the other day I was afraid you were

His smile is devastating.

animal in bed, not that

holds up

"In fact..."

in, my heart pounds so hard

lips meet in

These kisses? He's the addiction your

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

our legs tangle with each other

you and I want

he says between kisses.

man with the butcher knife, I can't stop thinking about your dad coming down the stairs

groans and kisses me

messing with my

my dad's messing with your erection, that's new,’

and tugs down my shorts quickly unbuttoning his jeans and pressing

in my future, I was too afraid to hope for

used to brace for how big his dick was, but now my body instantly relaxes, basically sucking

I can't even control my own

up at the stairway like he's

fast I was going to go but fuck, it's even worse than I thought.” He bites down

baby, you have

really all there is to

pressure shift just enough for his angle to hit the perfect little

know what

if It's

find out that the couch has joined the soon to be long

embarrassed as

mess, like a way bigger mess than we've ever

"I got it."

and returns from the downstairs wet bar with an array of paper towels and a warm rag from

he rubs

do that...the only reason I have

scenario,’ I say as he tugs my

one of his old shotguns that he

"Perfect."

the used paper towels, tossing them in the trash in the corner, taking one look at the wash-—rag

my dick, making your prophetic story actually come true.” I fall

towel and walks

that funny?” “Hilarious.” I laugh again as he pulls me into

feel

is hot against

snuggle closer as we sit with the reflection of the

that I'm here, by