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.

time did we get

us jumping into an Uber and the boys having the driver drop us off first, but I was far

it was close to four.” “Woof.” “Yeah

about it.” He rubs his hand over

all this food delivered and a whole other bag that I

go with them, mmm.” “You might be

what?” He

I want your pussy.” I freeze and try to listen for

here,

and lean up, grabbing the

can open your gift.”

already got me a Christmas gift.” “This isn’t for Christmas ...” He eyes me, and then he slowly unwraps the

to explain this?” he asks,

play with the tassels on

from my virginity.” He lifts the present out

“Your ass?” I nod.

he growls, and I giggle as his hands surround

too carried 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 across my bottom lip, something that drives him

hangover is suddenly gone,” he jokes, and he rises from the couch, leading me upstairs to

turns on the water and while we wait for it to warm, we strip

both standing naked in front of each other, he pulls out the tie that’s holding

guy in the world.” His stare is like fire as it moves across my tits and down my stomach

scorches me in a way where I’m

words do

but they

can feel them deeper than my

Deeper than my heart.

like they

shower, the heavy, hot stream running over the top of my

his hands in soapy bubbles