Overview

I thought Fern was just my sister’s best friend—the one who was always around, crashed on our couch, and never looked at me the way I looked at her.

Now we’re stuck together, fixing up my late aunt’s rundown cabin, and there’s nowhere to hide. Not from the tension. Not from her annoyingly intoxicating presence. Not from the fact that she knows exactly what I’ve been avoiding for years.

She’s always been confident, capable, in control. And I’ve always wanted to know what it would feel like to give in.

If you’re into lesbian BDSM, sister’s best friend tension finally snapping, power play, and a woman who knows exactly how to make you beg—this is for you.