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Bent For Her Too: Rise Of Submission
After giving himself to Frank, Dimitri was never the same. Frank didn't just take him-he owned him. On the beach, he made sure every man watching knew exactly who Dimitri belonged to. When a friend walked in mid-thrust, Frank didn't stop-he just drove deeper, holding Dimitri in place until his legs shook. Even in the backseat of a moving car, with someone else driving, Frank made him surrender so completely he could barely remember his own name.
Dimitri loved every shameless, gasping second of it. But when Frank left town, the hunger only grew sharper. Plenty of men tried to satisfy him, but none could take control the way Frank did-none could make him feel truly possessed. Then came Selene-his dangerously magnetic communication coach. She was all lush curves and feminine muscle, with the kind of confidence that made men forget how to breathe.
And then there was. the other thing. The kind of thick, heavy presence brushing against him in a crowded market that made his knees buckle before he even saw it. The moment Dimitri realized the gorgeous woman towering over him was packing something indecent and far too big to be polite about, every filthy craving in him roared awake. When Selene summoned him back for another "session, " Dimitri didn't even pretend to resist.
He thought he'd known submission. He thought he'd been owned before. But Selene was going to show him what it meant to be broken open, filled past reason, and worship every wicked inch of the one who owned him.
Dimitri loved every shameless, gasping second of it. But when Frank left town, the hunger only grew sharper. Plenty of men tried to satisfy him, but none could take control the way Frank did-none could make him feel truly possessed. Then came Selene-his dangerously magnetic communication coach. She was all lush curves and feminine muscle, with the kind of confidence that made men forget how to breathe.
And then there was. the other thing. The kind of thick, heavy presence brushing against him in a crowded market that made his knees buckle before he even saw it. The moment Dimitri realized the gorgeous woman towering over him was packing something indecent and far too big to be polite about, every filthy craving in him roared awake. When Selene summoned him back for another "session, " Dimitri didn't even pretend to resist.
He thought he'd known submission. He thought he'd been owned before. But Selene was going to show him what it meant to be broken open, filled past reason, and worship every wicked inch of the one who owned him.
After giving himself to Frank, Dimitri was never the same. Frank didn't just take him-he owned him. On the beach, he made sure every man watching knew exactly who Dimitri belonged to. When a friend walked in mid-thrust, Frank didn't stop-he just drove deeper, holding Dimitri in place until his legs shook. Even in the backseat of a moving car, with someone else driving, Frank made him surrender so completely he could barely remember his own name.
Dimitri loved every shameless, gasping second of it. But when Frank left town, the hunger only grew sharper. Plenty of men tried to satisfy him, but none could take control the way Frank did-none could make him feel truly possessed. Then came Selene-his dangerously magnetic communication coach. She was all lush curves and feminine muscle, with the kind of confidence that made men forget how to breathe.
And then there was. the other thing. The kind of thick, heavy presence brushing against him in a crowded market that made his knees buckle before he even saw it. The moment Dimitri realized the gorgeous woman towering over him was packing something indecent and far too big to be polite about, every filthy craving in him roared awake. When Selene summoned him back for another "session, " Dimitri didn't even pretend to resist.
He thought he'd known submission. He thought he'd been owned before. But Selene was going to show him what it meant to be broken open, filled past reason, and worship every wicked inch of the one who owned him.
Dimitri loved every shameless, gasping second of it. But when Frank left town, the hunger only grew sharper. Plenty of men tried to satisfy him, but none could take control the way Frank did-none could make him feel truly possessed. Then came Selene-his dangerously magnetic communication coach. She was all lush curves and feminine muscle, with the kind of confidence that made men forget how to breathe.
And then there was. the other thing. The kind of thick, heavy presence brushing against him in a crowded market that made his knees buckle before he even saw it. The moment Dimitri realized the gorgeous woman towering over him was packing something indecent and far too big to be polite about, every filthy craving in him roared awake. When Selene summoned him back for another "session, " Dimitri didn't even pretend to resist.
He thought he'd known submission. He thought he'd been owned before. But Selene was going to show him what it meant to be broken open, filled past reason, and worship every wicked inch of the one who owned him.
