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 in my ear, "So

"Do not."

sniff and

day I was

His smile is devastating.

a wild animal in bed, not that I'm

holds up

"In fact..."

leans in, my heart pounds so hard it

meet in a hungry

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

of this, that one day we really will make it

that question as our legs tangle with each

you and I want this to

he says between kisses.

stop thinking about your dad coming down the stairs with one of

groans and

messing with my

erection, that's new,’

sides and tugs down my shorts quickly unbuttoning his jeans and pressing me back

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

control

stairway

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

baby, you have a

all there is to

enough for his angle to hit the perfect little

don't know what I

if It's just

couch has joined the soon to be

almost embarrassed as Easton

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

"I got it."

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

he rubs

have to not do that...the only reason I have self control is fear of

say as he tugs my shorts

you with one of his old shotguns that

"Perfect."

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

dick, making your prophetic story

the towel and walks

I laugh again as he pulls me into his

can feel your stress,

hot against mine,

sit with the reflection of the

I'm here, by