Total Submission Read Online Free PDF

tell you? What does
your heart want?”
    His touch is electric. I jolt back. “It’s
too late.”
    “It’s never too late, Isabelle,” Cam
corrects me. “I’m not letting you throw your life away and
run.”
    I gasp. “How do you know?”
    “I know because it’s my business to know,”
Cam counters, and now he’s so close I can see the determination
radiating from him. The clench of his jaw, the coiled power in his
body. “You’re my business now, Isabelle. My precious, darling girl.
You belong to me. You never stopped being mine.”
    I exhale in a shiver. God, I want him so
much. He’s never been so sexy as right now, that fierce light of
passion in his eyes. For me. It’s all for me.
    And right then, I feel something shift
inside me. My last defenses crumbling to the ground.
    Because the truth is, I want to surrender. I
want to submit. I want to trust him, believe him, give myself up
and know he’ll make it all OK.
    I’ve never wanted anything so much in my
life before.
    Cam stands proudly in front of me, as if he
can see the release he’s just unlocked.
    “You know what to do, Isabelle,” he says
firmly. “You know what I want from you.”
    Yes .
    Slowly, my heart racing, I sink to my
knees.
    Assuming the sub’s position, just the way
Cam taught me to.
    My body lightens with relief. His eyes blaze
with tenderness. The whole world falls away, until it’s just the
two of us.
    This is the answer. This is who I was made
to be.
    No more running. No more games. Just the
truest thing I’ve ever known.
    I bow my head in blissful surrender.
    “I’m ready, Master.”

SIX: CAM
    Isabelle awaits my word. Supplicant on her
knees, her head bowed in obedience.
    Master .
    Just the sound of the word on her lips is
the strongest aphrodisiac I’ve ever known. And this is only the
beginning.
    Never again will I question my instincts.
Never again will I let what I want walk away. She’s mine now, and
that’s all the matters.
    The only thing left is to claim her for
good. Show her the true sweetness of surrender, when her body is
shattered in release, gasping for my cock. I can’t wait for her
thighs to open to me, for her to come screaming my name.
    But first, she deserves a real dom. One who
won’t tolerate disobedience, who can give her the structure and
rules she so clearly needs.
    I let my emotions get the better of me once.
I won’t make that mistake again.
    I pace back and forth before Isabelle,
tracing my finger over a leather riding crop that hangs on the
wall, a pair of handcuffs, a scarf. I hear her inhale sharply in
anticipation, and I have to fight back a smile. Control .
    In the end, I choose none of these tools:
I’m teasing her right now, taking pleasure in drawing this out. I
turn back towards her and cross my arms.. “You disobeyed me by
going back to Brent.”
    “Yes, Master.” Isabelle breathes again. Her
chest heaves, and from my vantage point above her, I can see her
creamy breasts straining against the simple silk T-shirt hugging
her curves.
    I can’t wait to taste her, every inch. Strap
her up in leather and tests the limits of her pleasure with clamps
and chains. I tilt her chin up, searching those blue eyes for the
anger and doubt I saw there just moments ago, but now all I find in
her gaze is lust, need, and a willingness to please. She’s
perfect.
    “What happens when you disobey me?” I
growl.
    Her breath catches. “I get punished.”
    Isabelle’s body quivers with anticipation. I
won’t disappoint her this time.
    “Get up. Take off your clothes.”
    She scrambles to her feet. I can see the
desire on her face, her cheeks flushed pink. She quickly strips off
her T-shirt and jeans, leaving her in just a set of white lace
underwear. Isabelle reaches to take off her bra.
    “Stop,” I command her. “I want to look at
you.”
    Her hands drop to her sides. Slowly, I prowl
in a circle around her, examining every inch of her luscious, taut
flesh. The swell of her breasts, the