You’re Mine by Penny Brooks

 Harper

 Mom and Dad think I'm still with Sadie, that we're sleeping off the New Year's Eve party and then going for pizza.

That's the story I told them, anyway.

But the truth is, after sleeping off our hangover, Ryan is leaving Easton's house, where he stayed the night, to come over to Sadie’s, and I'm going to Easton’s.

And Ryan and I are switching phones in case the parentals decide to check our locations.

I've thought about tasting Easton from the moment I woke up, all while Sadie was cooking us breakfast, the feeling growing even stronger as she drives me to Easton's.

And because the four of us had discussed this idea prior to the party, planning well in advance, I'd had time to buy Easton a little present.

It’s wrapped in a box that I carry inside his house, passing Ryan in the hallway on his way to the front door.

“If Mom calls, have Sadie answer or something,” I tell him, handing him my phone in exchange for his.

“She won't call, she'll text.

Her and Dad are probably as hungover as us.

But if she does text, do me a favor and try to sound like me.” I laugh.

“Oh, you mean, like give her a one—word response?” “Whatever, just don't get us caught.” He closes the door behind him, and I find Easton on the couch, a blanket over him, a buffet of fast-food wrappers on the coffee table.

“Is your head pounding as hard as mine?” I ask, setting the box on the table and crawling up next to him, snuggling under the blanket.

“Everything hurts.” He kisses the top of my head as I rest it on his chest.

“But so worth it.

That was a hell of a party.” I don’t want to admit this, but it was so much better than I expected.

In fact, I had a blast.

did we get home?”

into an Uber and the boys having the driver drop us off first,

it was close to four.” “Woof.” “Yeah

me about it.” He rubs

had all this food delivered and a whole other bag

hash browns to go with them, mmm.” “You might be making me hungry again.”

what?”

that you want my cock as much as I want your pussy.” I freeze and try

here, are they?”

and lean up, grabbing the box from the

can open your gift.”

“This isn’t for Christmas ...” He eyes me, and then he slowly unwraps the paper from the box, tossing it onto the table before he lifts the top to peek

explain this?”

with the tassels

something else I wanted to give you aside from my virginity.” He lifts the present out of the box, the bottle of lube now

“Your ass?” I nod.

you haven't had.” “Get over here,” he growls, and I giggle as his hands surround me, lifting me onto

away, let’s go take a shower—I think we could both use one—and then have some fun.” “You want to use the lube now?” I lick

a better idea ...” “My hangover is suddenly gone,” he jokes, and he rises from the

the water and while we wait for

we're both standing naked in front of each other, he

I'm the luckiest guy in the world.” His stare is like fire as it moves across

a way where

words do the

simple, but they hit

can feel them deeper than

Deeper than my heart.

they

running over the top of

lathers his hands in soapy bubbles and rubs them