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A Little Bit Rough: The A Little Bit Trilogy - Book 2
A Little Bit Rough: The A Little Bit Trilogy - Book 2
A Little Bit Rough: The A Little Bit Trilogy - Book 2
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A Little Bit Rough: The A Little Bit Trilogy - Book 2

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"A woman wants a man to take control of her. Well, maybe not all women, maybe not most women. But some women. I was one of those women."

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

In the second book of the A Little Bit Trilogy, Teagan is in the process of selling Roman's multimillion dollar home and hits a few snags when her brokers open doesn't go very well. After Roman voices his displeasure about this, an argument ensues that is followed by the hottest sex she's ever experienced. However, to complicate matters, her movie star ex-husband is suddenly back in the picture and wants her back. But can she trust him? Or does she want to find more out about Roman, who is offering hot sex and domination?

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 Rough is the second book of the A Little Bit Trilogy. Book 1, A Little Bit Submissive, and Book 3, A Little Bit Controlling, are also available.
LanguageEnglish
Release dateJan 30, 2013
ISBN9781938107337
A Little Bit Rough: The A Little Bit Trilogy - Book 2

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    A Little Bit Rough - Bebe Wilde

    A Little Bit Rough

    The A Little Bit Trilogy

    Book 2

    ALSO BY BEBE WILDE

    A Little Bit Submissive

    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 Rough

    The A Little Bit Trilogy

    Book 2

    Bebe Wilde

    Abernathy and Monroe

    A Little Bit Rough. 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:  978-1-938107-33-7

    eBook ISBN–10:  1-938107-33-0

    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.

    Continued from Book 1 - A Little Bit Submissive

    Contents

    Acquiesce

    The Second Man I Ever Loved

    The Flogger Incident

    Acquiesce

    He was a little bit rough with me. It was his way. I didn’t mind; it only added to the passion, to the excitement.

    A woman wants a man to take control of her. Well, maybe not all women. But some women. I was one of those women. I’d never admit it, of course, but I’d beg him for it. For the kiss of the whip, or in my case, the riding crop. A smack, a good hard smack across the bottom. A nice clean mark, a little red mark left for me to stare at the next day and remember his hands on me.

    Admittedly, I didn’t want to want him. But I couldn’t help myself. He had something I wanted. And I, in turn, had something he wanted. We skirted the issue for a while, always coming back to it only to ignore it, to turn away from it. But it was there, lingering, begging us to pay attention. But we didn’t. Instead, we did other things to take our minds off it. But then again, maybe the things we did together were leading us to the thing we wanted most from one another. Maybe that thing was love, real, true love.

    He saw me for me and he saw me as this total sexual creature, someone he could fuck and someone he could take control of and someone he could make do anything he wanted. He made me feel like a young woman who first falls in love and doesn’t know what to do about it other than just feel it, feel the love that is welled up inside and comes out in submission.

    He manhandled me. He made me grovel, crawl—literally—on all fours. He made this woman come out in me and beg him for his cock.

    I loved every minute of it.

    But we’d only just met. We had a business relationship first and then came this, whatever this was, this sexual relationship. It seemed to spring up out of nowhere, too, what we had. I wanted to run from it but found myself compelled to stay. And yet, I wanted to be in control, to see how far I could push him, if only to see how far it would go. But it wasn’t going to happen like that. No, this man was of a totally different kind. We were playing by his rules, the way he wanted it. He wasn’t looking for a quick fuck and he didn’t want a shared cigarette afterwards and he would never be awkward about anything. What we did didn’t embarrass him. It came like second nature. Perhaps, one day, it would feel like that to me as well.

    Get up on all fours, Teagan, he demanded, in part to see if I would do it. To see if I could do it, if I could reach down inside of me and bring out that sexual creature. He said it like he was my boss, like he expected me to do what he wanted without question. I didn’t know if I could let myself be totally submissive, to be honest. I was so afraid of that part of myself.

    A flash of humiliation coursed through my body, which was exactly what he wanted. Fuck you, Roman, I said, almost timidly, still a little afraid of him and still unsure of myself.

    He came over to me and pressed his mouth close to my ear. You act like you want it, Teagan.

    I don’t know if I do, I said and closed my eyes. But I did want it. I wanted him to bring it out in me. I had to have that push, if only to give myself permission to go through with it.

    You’re lying, aren’t you? he whispered.

    I nodded.

    Then tell me how much you want it, he said, breathing heavily into my ear.

    No, I said, turning away from him.

    Come on now, he said. Tell me.

    I want it so bad, I murmured, barely audible.

    Now show me.

    Show me. Prove it. Do it now. I did it. I eagerly did it. I was under his control, that’s what kind of person I was. He made me feel things I never thought I’d feel, this woman inside of me, this submissive woman who would do what the man wanted just because that’s the way I inwardly thought it was supposed to be. I didn’t shy away from it but I didn’t analyze it either. I didn’t think about what it meant and what that made me. These were games, a way for us to get to the sex, a way for us to get to know each other better and, maybe, just maybe, a way for him to dominate me. He foisted it onto me, all of this, just as he had cracked the crop across my buttocks many other times. I would cry out with pain but also with liberation at allowing someone else to be in control—thank you, thank you, thank you!

    How? I asked.

    Take off your clothes.

    I stared at him, at his handsome face, at his tall, muscular and strong body. I stared into his blue eyes, which were telling me everything I needed to know: You can trust me. This is just a

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