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

so hard the other day I was

His smile is devastating.

animal in bed,

holds up his

"In fact..."

heart pounds so hard it almost makes

meet in

ever survive without this man? These kisses? He's the

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

as our legs tangle with each other and the

love you and I want this

he says between kisses.

about your dad coming down the stairs

and kisses

with

messing with your erection, that's new,’ I tease,

sides and tugs down my shorts quickly unbuttoning his jeans and

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

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

right, I'm so sensitive and emotional I can't even control my own body as I get dangerously

looks up at the stairway like he's afraid then

to go but fuck, it's even worse than I

you have a

all there is to

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

know

if It's just

has joined the soon to

almost embarrassed as

bigger mess

"I got it."

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

as he rubs

to not do that...the only reason

he tugs my shorts back up

of his old shotguns that he

"Perfect."

towels, tossing them in the trash in the corner, taking one look at the wash-—rag and looking to me

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

drops the towel and walks

as he pulls me into his arms, kissing me on the

can feel your stress,

is hot against mine,

snuggle closer as we sit with the reflection of the documentary

to know that I'm here, by your side, no matter