You’re Mine by Penny Brooks
Chapter 79

Chapter 79

Harper

I check my phone again.

It's been an hour.

He's coming back right?

I type out a text then don't want to sound desperate so I delete it rightaway and go back to my bed. I grab a pair of short black shorts and puton a white tank with no bra. I want to look sexy but not needy. The onlyissue is that everytime I think about Easton I nip out and then I want totouch myself and then I start doubting all the things because why?Like, why me?

Why?

Insecurity is such a bitch and I hate it so much but it's so hard when Isee signs, when I wonder where he is, when he hides his phone, when Ihear rumors.

I shove a pillow over my face and scream.

“Wow, so hot.” His voice sounds.

I throw the pillow and look up. He's standing in front of me with aduffel bag, wearing his black jeans and a ripped black old school VanHalen shirt.

It's the moment that any girl would literally die.

He's so gorgeous I swear my ovaries start to weep.

How is he this perfect?

How is he even here?

Before I can say anything he kicks off his Jordan's and crawls into thebed somehow at the same time peeling off his shirt and laying downnext to me.

“How'd you get in?" I ask.

He shrugs. “Called in a favor from Ryan, he’s probably scarred for lifenow but ..” his lips meet mine in a searing kiss. “Worth it, don’t youthink?”

“I don't want to think,” I say, grabbing his face and pulling him down,our lips meet, our tongues tangle in a heated battle as he grinds hisbody against mine. I try to help him unbutton his jeans but our handshit each other before he laughs against my mouth and gets themundone, kicking them down to his knees then his ankles before kickingthem off onto the ground

Now I have him.

I have Easton in nothing but black boxer briefs, one necklace around hisneck I use for leverage, and muscles spread out for me to feast on. Idon’t know where to look first.

His eyes lock on mine, his smile is easy, it's everything I needed tonightto feel good about where we're at.

“Hey,” he nips at my lips. “I missed you.”

"Where'd you go?” I ask.

His eyes look away and then he's himself again, smiling, laughing.“Wouldn't you like to

know.”

I pinch his arm.

He laughs again. “I'm here now, isn't that what matters?”

“Yeah,” I whisper.

“Your parents home?” he asks. “Ryan literally just walked me up here afew minutes ago

and I nearly had a heart attack wondering if I was going to get caught.”“Asleep,” I say with a happy sigh. “Both of them take some serioussleeping pills and they were out an hour ago.”

“Noted.” His golden body hovers over mine. “So basically we can be asloud as we want.”

A knock sounds at my door.

I panic and contemplate shoving him in my closet when Easton smilesand says, “Come

in.”

I'm ready to choke him when the door opens revealing a very annoyedand horrified Ryan. “This never happened.”

“Agree.” Easton jumps off the bed and grabs his bag, then hands Ryanhis Airpod Max noise canceling headphones. “Here you go, just in case.”Ryan stares at them, then peers around at me and squeezes his eyesshut. “How has my life come to this?”

I actually laugh. “Me screaming and you borrowing your best friend'sheadphones so you don't need therapy for life or something else?”“I'm never going to forget this conversation am 1?” Ryan curses, thenholds the blue and silver headphones in the air. “If these work I'mkeeping them you rich jackass.”

“Naturally.” Easton makes a little shoo motion. Ryan flips him off andshuts the door muttering, “Fucking my sister under my roof what thehell?”

“What dirt do you have on him?” I laugh as Easton turns back towardthe bed.

His face falls a bit and then his smile is back. “Let's just say he owes meand leave it at that. Besides, I don't want to talk about your brotherright now.”

“Good.” I lick my lips. “Neither do 1.”

“I like the top.” He reaches for my breasts like he's been waiting forpermission from the universe to finally be mine. I want to ask himwhat's going on but the words disappear with the way his mouthlatches onto mine.

He wastes no time, shoving me roughly against the bed, peeling myshorts and underwear off, then tossing my shirt over my head all withinseconds.

“Eager?” I say breathlessly.

“For you.” He kisses me, it's almost painful how he presses his soft lipsagainst mine like he's afraid I'm not real. “I'll always miss you, Harper.Always.”

Strong hands roam all over my body until I'm arching beneath histouch, and then as if changing his mind, he flips me onto my stomach,pressing me against the mattress. “What do you think?

“W-what?”

“Should I stretch you a bit?”

“Stretch —" I repeat, my face going hot while blood pulses through mybody.

He leaves me and I hear rustling from his bag, when he’s back, he'ssuddenly palming my ass, his fingers coated in something warm, andthen his thumb is stretching my ass.

We played a bit in the hot tub tonight, but this feels different.

I don't know what to say or think and then as he starts sliding his dickagainst my pussy from behind, I lose all inhibition and push backagainst his thumb.

I squeeze my eyes shut as his finger goes deeper, something about thepressure of his body, not being able to see him, and the way his lengthslides across my body has me ready to scream.

So now I know what the headphones are for.

“Soon,” Easton whispers in my ear, then tugs my earlobe with his teethbefore thrusting his cock into me and pumping his hips, holding mecaptive against the mattress. “Really soon, this will be mine too, the wayyou are.” He slaps my ass and grips my hips and I forget everything.

I forget why I was worried about the texts.

I forget my insecurity

And all I feel is him.