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..."

and whispers in my ear,

"Do not."

and

other day I was afraid you were going to

His smile is devastating.

like a wild animal

up his

"In fact..."

so hard it almost makes my

meet in a hungry

did I ever survive without this man? These kisses? He's the addiction your

of us, of this, that one day we really will make

as our legs tangle with each

you and I want this

he says between kisses.

knife, I can't stop thinking about your dad coming down

groans and kisses

messing with my

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

and tugs down my shorts quickly unbuttoning his jeans and pressing me back against my childhood leather

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

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

and looks up at the stairway

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

have

all there

just enough for his angle

don't know what

if It's just

I know is Mom can never find out that the couch has joined the

embarrassed as

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

"I got it."

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

he rubs me

that...the only reason I have self control

he tugs my shorts back up

chases you with one of his old shotguns

"Perfect."

rolls his eyes and gathers the used paper towels, tossing them in the trash in the corner, taking one look at the

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

drops the towel and walks

me into his arms, kissing me on the

feel your stress,

against mine, muscular, firm,

sit with the reflection of the documentary on the

to know that I'm here, by your