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

you sucked them so hard the other day

His smile is devastating.

a wild animal in bed, not that I'm complaining

holds up

"In fact..."

in, my heart pounds so hard it almost makes my

meet in a

man? These kisses? He's the addiction your mom

this, that one day we really will

with each other and the blankets on

and I want this

he says between kisses.

stop thinking about your dad

groans and kisses

with my

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

unbuttoning his jeans and pressing me back against my childhood leather

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

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

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

warn you about how fast I was going to go but fuck, it's even worse than

have a magic

all there is to

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

don't know what

if It's

can never find out that the couch has joined the soon to be long list of

almost embarrassed as Easton

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

"I got it."

returns from the downstairs wet bar with an

groan as he rubs me

do that...the only reason I

as he tugs my shorts back up and wipes down

his old shotguns that he probably doesn't even know how to

"Perfect."

them in the trash in the corner, taking

my luck, he'll misfire and hit my dick, making your prophetic story actually come

drops the towel and

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

feel your

hot against mine,

sit with the reflection

just want you to know that I'm here,