The Submissive: Submissive 1 (The Submissive Series)

The Submissive: Submissive 1 (The Submissive Series)

Tara Sue Me

Language: English

Pages: 305

ISBN: B00BEHX58M

Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub

The Submissive: Submissive 1 (The Submissive Series)

Tara Sue Me

Language: English

Pages: 305

ISBN: B00BEHX58M

Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub


For fans of E. L. James, Sylvia Day and Beth Kery. Before there was the fan fiction that became Fifty Shades of Grey, there was The Submissive, Tara Sue Me's seductive and scandalous series that has enthralled millions and inspired a genre...
Abby King has a secret fantasy. New York knows Nathaniel West as the brilliant and handsome CEO of West Industries, but Abby knows he's more: a sexy and skilled dominant that is looking for a new submissive. Yearning to experience a world of pleasure beyond her simple life as a librarian, Abby offers herself to Nathaniel, to fulfill her most hidden desires. After only one weekend with the Master, Abby knows she needs more, and fully submits to Nathaniel's terms. But despite the pleasure he takes in Abby's willing spirit, the Nathaniel hidden behind the rules remains cold and distant. As Abby falls deeper into his tantalizing world of power and passion, she fears that Nathaniel's heart may be beyond her reach - and that her own might be beyond saving...
Before there was the fan fiction that became Fifty Shades of Grey, there was The Submissive... Indulge in the series that started it all: The Submissive, The Dominant, The Training, The Chalet, The Enticement, The Collar, The Exhibitionist and The Master.

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Nathaniel, the spanking, the thought of never seeing him again, or all three, I started crying. I pushed my face into the pillow—I didn’t want him to hear. What if he came in? As I cried, I heard footsteps echoing in the hallway. I stopped and held myself still. Had he heard? The steps stopped. I saw his feet underneath the door. He continued walking. I let out a shaky breath and forced myself to go to sleep. The dream came back that night. The one with the music. It started out

“What happens in my bed?” My stomach grew all tingly. “Pleasure.” “Yes,” he said, bending down to kiss my throat, lowering me to the bed. I closed my eyes as the sensations rippled through me. His lips, his tongue, his teeth. He nibbled, licked, and sucked. “Just feel, Abigail,” he whispered. His hands dipped and brushed through my curls, stroked lower still to where I ached for him. But instead of moving on top of me, he moved again. His mouth nibbled the slope of my stomach; his

tongue dipped into my belly button. His finger entered me slowly, swirling around my entrance, dancing in and out. I rocked my hips. “Yes,” he soothed. “Just feel.” He moved between my thighs, bent my knees, and pushed them apart. I lifted my hips, begging for friction. “Wait,” he said against my wetness, and the vibration of his voice felt so good, I moaned. “Wait.” His tongue replaced his fingers, right where I needed him. Then, in one swift move, he hitched my legs over his

mushroom risotto, but I can’t stir the rice and cook everything else at the same time. Can you stir?” “Mushroom risotto? I’d be happy to stir.” “You might want to take that sweater off. It’ll probably get hot in here.” He raised an eyebrow, but shrugged out of his sweater. He wore a black T-shirt underneath. Oh yes, much better. Thank you. “I’ll chop up the mushrooms and onions,” I said. “You start the rice.” “Bossy little thing, aren’t you?” I put a hand on my hip.

was on the bank paperwork as well. You were the goddess I longed to worship. My unobtainable dream. The relationship I could never hope to have.” He picked up the discarded napkin. “When we were in Tampa, after we played golf, Todd joked with me about the library girl from all those years ago. Dinner the night before had jogged his memory. I told him it was you, and he got angry.” It was that simple. Things were always simple when you got right down to them. “A relationship like yours

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