Page 82 of Powerless
Last time I woke up like this with her, I snuck out with my tail between my legs. No such inclination hits me today though.
Instead, I lie here and bask in the warm press of her body, her soft breasts pushed up against my chest, and her fingers splayed out over the tattoo I had done to remind me of her.
It’s my favorite tattoo.
For my favorite person.
I can still feel the way her body clenched around my fingers last night. The way she got wetter when I made her admit she thought about me while she was with someone else.
There’s definitely a part of me that got off on that too. Watching her come apart with his ring on her finger was satisfying.
Fucked-up.
And satisfying.
A quiet chuckle rumbles in my chest, and Sloane stirs. I swear I watch awareness overtake her, every limb coming back to life, her hand jerking out from under my shirt.
“Ugh,” is the first thing she says as she pulls away from me.
I can’t help but laugh. “Nice to see you too, Sunny.”
“You and your multiple personalities are already giving me a headache, Gervais.” She shoots me a look that might make some men wither, but I just . . . I don’t think there’s anything she could do that would scare me off.
“I hear orgasms can help with those,” I volley back, refusing to be discouraged by her mood.
She scoffs. Or maybe it’s a laugh. I’m not sure because she’s already getting up and walking away to the bathroom. My eyes trail over her tight torso and the black cotton shorts that were so easily pulled to the side last night.
My cock thickens as I watch her round ass walk away.
This morning I’m feeling every year of our pent-up frustration and wondering why I bother resisting when everything about us feels so damn inevitable.
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Jasper
Jasper:Any news?
Harvey:Still nothing.
She doesn’t talk to me as we pack our things. She doesn’t talk to me in the car. She doesn’t talk to me the entire way out of the mountains to Violet’s farm in Ruby Creek.
Sloane turns the radio up and stares out the window. Right now I can see her doing the same thing in her head she always says she can see me doing. She’s freaking out and I can’t blame her. I laid a lot on her.
Her dad being a piece of shit.
Me hiding my feelings for her.
Then I made her come on my fingers while having her admit she thought about me while she fucked her fiancé.
I might have gone too far with that part, but I’m irrationally pleased about it.
My jealous side came out to play, and I didn’t hold him back at all. I let him dig his claws in, and now I’m worried I might have embarrassed her in the process.
She told me so much, and I gave her so little in return.
Like I always do.
When we turn onto the road that leads to Gold Rush Ranch, I catch her checking her phone since neither of us had reception coming down the connector.
