Powerless (Chestnut Springs, #3)

by Elsie Silver

“That’s probably what you tell all the girls, Gervais.” “Nah, Sunny. You’re my only girl.”

“Times have changed, Sloane. I’m not scared anymore. You’re not my fucking friend. You’re just mine.”

“I’m going to make you come, with his ring on, as one final fuck you to that asshole. And then you can go back to being mad at the world. I don’t blame you one bit. And when you’re done with having your moment, we’ll talk.”

“You might be wearing his ring, but we both know it was my cock you were riding in your head,” he husks across my skin.

“I don’t like to ask twice,” is all he says before plunging his fingers into my pussy. I clench and moan, relieved have him back inside me. “Eyes on me, honey.”

“See, Sloane? You can wear someone else’s ring, but we both know you’ve always been mine.”

“I feel like I could crumble under the weight of not wanting to disappoint you. I’m paralyzed by my fear of losing you.”

“Lose that fucking ring and crawl.”