Discover millions of ebooks, audiobooks, and so much more with a free trial

Only $11.99/month after trial. Cancel anytime.

A Little Bit Submissive: The A Little Bit Trilogy - Book 1
A Little Bit Submissive: The A Little Bit Trilogy - Book 1
A Little Bit Submissive: The A Little Bit Trilogy - Book 1
Ebook69 pages1 hour

A Little Bit Submissive: The A Little Bit Trilogy - Book 1

Rating: 0 out of 5 stars

()

Read preview

About this ebook

"I wanted to keep it like this forever. It was fresh, it was new, and it was just a little hypnotic."

From Bebe Wilde, author of Adults Only and Sex Story, comes the A Little Bit Trilogy.

Teagan Finney is a top real estate agent in Los Angles. But when the market crashes, so does her career. Soon, she is faced with one of the biggest challenges of her career -- selling the multimillion dollar home of handsome, super wealthy actor and entrepreneur, Roman, who she finds both daunting and intriguing. However, she gets more than she bargains for when the house doesn't sell and he decides to take matters into his own hands.

Featuring elements of BDSM, submission and dominance and, of course, romance, the A Little Bit Trilogy is a series of books that offers readers a view into the life of a Hollywood real estate agent who's not only looking for her next sale, but also for love. Please keep in mind, however, that this book is intended for mature audiences and contains explicit content and language.

A Little Bit Submissive is the first book of the A Little Bit Trilogy. Book 2, A Little Bit Rough, and Book 3, A Little Bit Controlling, are also available.
LanguageEnglish
Release dateJan 30, 2013
ISBN9781938107320
A Little Bit Submissive: The A Little Bit Trilogy - Book 1

Read more from Bebe Wilde

Related to A Little Bit Submissive

Related ebooks

Contemporary Romance For You

View More

Related articles

Reviews for A Little Bit Submissive

Rating: 0 out of 5 stars
0 ratings

0 ratings0 reviews

What did you think?

Tap to rate

Review must be at least 10 words

    Book preview

    A Little Bit Submissive - Bebe Wilde

    A Little Bit Submissive

    The A Little Bit Trilogy

    Book 1

    ALSO BY BEBE WILDE

    A Little Bit Rough

    A Little Bit Controlling

    You, Me and Him: A Ménage Erotica Short

    Cold Hard Cash: A Story of Erotica

    Sexual Tension: A BDSM Erotica Story

    The Weaker Sex: BDSM Erotica

    Adults Only: Seven Erotica Shorts

    Adults Only: Seven Erotica Shorts - Volume 2

    Sex Story: An Erotica Short

    Sex Story - Part 2: An Erotica Short

    Merci: A Story of Erotica, Sex and Romance

    At the End of the Day: An Office Sex Erotica Short

    On the Same Page: An Office Sex Erotica Story

    A Little Bit Submissive

    The A Little Bit Trilogy

    Book 1

    Bebe Wilde

    Abernathy and Monroe

    A Little Bit Submissive. Copyright © 2013 by Bebe Wilde.

    All rights reserved. No part of this book may be used or reproduced in any manner whatsoever without written permission from the publisher. For more information, email abernathyandmonroe@artrummedia.com

    Published by Abernathy and Monroe.

    eBook ISBN–13: 978-1-938107-32-0

    eBook ISBN–10: 1-938107-32-2

    This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents are either the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead is entirely coincidental.

    For Him.

    Contents

    The Kiss of the Crop

    My Real Love

    The Listing

    The Booty Call

    The Kiss of the Crop

    I was in it for the sex.

    Yes, the sex. It was dark and sometimes dangerous but more importantly, it was fun. Yes, fun. No one ever tells you that though. They never tell you how fun sex like this is, maybe because it’s a little out of the ordinary. Well, it’s not really a normal topic of conversation, is it? You wouldn’t discuss something like this over a cup of coffee with your BFF or by the mailbox with your neighbor, would you? It just wouldn’t come up. Not this. But what about normal sex? Yes. Of course. A girl can talk about normal sex all day long and no one would usually bat an eye. But this? No. It was too intense for dinner conversation. And it was too special to share. Besides, I was afraid if I spoke of it, the excitement might fade a little. And it meant too much to me for that. I wanted to keep it like this forever. It was fresh, it was new, and it was just a little hypnotic.

    And it was all mine. He was all mine. He just didn’t know it yet. He wouldn’t ever talk about what we did. He just did it. Like it was normal and, maybe, it was to him. That thought made me a little uneasy though I tried not to let it bother me. I didn’t want anything to get in the way of my fun.

    I suppose it was fun to me because I never knew what he was going to do and the anticipation would drive me wild with lust. Not only did I never know what he’d do, but I never knew when he’d do it. Not knowing made me think of it all the time and, soon enough, it became all I thought about. I’d think about his strong hands on me, his handsome face hovering near mine, his lips, so soft and inviting, brushing against my bare skin. I’d think about his voice, so sweet in my ear, whispering, telling me I was all he ever thought about, that he couldn’t get enough of me, of my feminine body, of my beautiful face. It’s all I thought about, me and him, and what we did together. It’s all I wanted.

    Well, mostly.

    One of the main reasons I didn’t know what he was going to do at that very moment was because I was wearing a blindfold. It really wasn’t an actual blindfold though, but rather a silk scarf, an expensive one, a gift from him. He’d tied it around my head, covering my eyes earlier. This was the first time he’d done this and it excited me beyond words. We’d never played this game before. But I was sure it was going to be good. I couldn’t see what he was doing nor could I anticipate it, either. Though I couldn’t see him, my senses were alert to the fact that he was nearby. His scent, a strong and masculine cologne, was reassuring, even if I was in the dark. It was just me and him and the scarf, which separated us. We’d done this before, played this game. It was very exciting, to say the least. I simply waited on him to tell me what to do.

    Get up on the bed, Teagan, he commanded.

    This was the best part. I loved it when he told me what to do. Without hesitation, I got up on my knees on the bed, on my fancy, four-poster bed. It was my sanctuary that I hadn’t shared with anyone since my divorce. It was my bed, in my bedroom, in my house. It was covered with expensive, high thread count sheets and a soft and so comfortable duvet that had cost a pretty penny. It was a point of pride to me, that bed, a gift to myself for all my hard work. It was where I dropped at the end of the day, fell into, covered up and forgot about my problems. It was my special place that I was now sharing with him.

    He never commented on it. He just took what I had for granted.

    Enjoying the preview?
    Page 1 of 1