You’re Mine by Penny Brooks novel Chapter 96

Harper

We finish eating our steaks and are out by the bonfire while the guys go back inside to grab some whiskey.

I wrap the blanket tighter around me and nudge Sadie.

"Ryan seems...chipper."

She snorts out a laugh and sips her wine.

"That makes two of us."

"So, he liked the ropes."

"He fucking loved the ropes."

“Eww, but also, awesome, I'm happy for you..for both of you,” I add.

"Ryan deserves all the good things.

I mean, he annoys the hell out of me, but he's good."

Sadie turns to me, her eyes flicker to my mouth, then back up.

"You're good too."

I frown.

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

I hear the boys approaching.

She licks her lips.

"I may be a bit drunk.” "Okay?"

I offer.

“But I know what else Ryan's gonna like, as weird and sick and twisted as my mind seems right now..."

She doesn't warn me, just leans in and whispers against my lips, "Let's fuck with them."

And then she kisses me.

Sliding her tongue past my lower lip, teasing gently.

It's not the first time we've kissed, but that was more like middle school let’s test this out and see how it works so we don't mess up when we kiss boys sort of kiss.

This is a big girl kiss.

She tastes like white wine.

I taste like red.

kiss her back.

I'm not attracted to her.

And I know she's not attracted to me.

But the idea of driving Easton crazy spurs me on as our tongues tangle.

"Fuck, oh fuck.” Easton's voice fills the empty night air followed by a, “Shit, oh shit, shittttt,"

by my brother.

And then I'm getting pulled away from her by Easton, who already has me in his arms, his hand coming down on my ass in a painful swap.

“I'm not ever leaving this fucking cabin."

"Same."

I laugh.

He kisses me then, wrapping my legs around his waist as we sit back against the chair.

I twist in his arms, trying to get closer as his cock painfully presses between my legs.

I wish my leggings were thinner, even though I can feel his head and how badly he wants to peel down every stitch of clothing.

Sadie and Ryan are laughing behind us and most likely making out.

The last thing I need to see is my brother getting it on with my best friend but after a while, when my mouth is sore, Easton pulls back and grabs the bottle of whiskey, taking a swig and handing it to me.

turn in his lap.

Sadie's sitting on Ryan, they have a blanket covering them and his lips are extremely swollen, good for her, I mean still my twin, but good for her.

Ryan glares at me across the fire in a big brother warning.

I glare right back.

It's a weird line we don’t want to cross or discuss but it's also kind of awesome, that we can all hang out together and be this happy.

Right now it honestly feels like nothing can shatter the moment.

The stars are so bright it's impossible to count them all.

The sound of the waterfall fills the air and the smell of the campfire already has me mourning from going home the next day.

Easton braces his arms around me, his lips on my neck.

"I really like you."

I sigh, for a minute I thought he would say love.

"I like you too, Easton."

"No, I really, really."

He gulps.

"I think it's more than like, Harper...no, I know..."

His eyes flicker with emotion.

“No matter what, I'm yours.

No matter what happens.” He seems tense again, so I reach behind me and start to palm the front of his jeans, he's so hard he has to be in pain.

He lets out a little groan.

"Do I need to make you forget?"

"F—forget?"

His eyes roll back.

"What were we even talking about?"

"You not being stressed,” I say, slowly reaching into his jeans and looking across the fire to make sure that Ryan and Sadie aren't paying attention.

Thankfully, they're kissing again and talking in hushed tones while I finally grip Easton's dick and free him.

He leans back in the chair, spreading his legs.

"Mmmmm."

I squeeze his tip.

"You feel ready for me already."

A bit of pre—cum escapes as I rub it between my thumb and forefinger.

"Keep doing that and I'm gonna lose control,"

he says gruffly.

“Then lose control,"

I offer.

"Lose control with me."

"Fuck, I'm obsessed with you."

I start pumping him with my hand just as the sound of a car coming up the driveway fills the quiet air.

Then headlights.

What the hell? Car doors slam, the lights turn off.

And Blake suddenly appears.

"Sorry I'm late, decided to come after all."

He lifts up a six pack.

"And I brought beer."

I'm momentarily shocked.

Then nearly pass out when the sound of another door slamming fills the crisp night air.

And fucking Aisha comes walking out, wearing a puffy coat, boots, and a coy smile.

“Hope it's okay...” Blake wraps an arm around her.

"But I brought a plus one...

you know, fifth wheel and all."

"Mother.

Fucker,"

Easton says under his breath.

“Hey guys."

Aisha grins smugly.

"Should we play strip poker or something?"

"Should I choke her and drown her in the lake and end up on Dateline or something?"

Easton says behind me.

I laugh behind my hand despite the fact that I'm shaking with anger.

Easton clears his throat and finally acknowledges the group.

"Thought you weren't coming?” Blake, no lie, stares Easton down and says smug as hell, "Well, some things change.

Don't they?"

I wasn't suspicious at all before...but I'm getting there...especially when Blake turns his attention to me and winks.