Submit

By Bailey Bradford

Larry didn’t think he was made for happy-ever-afters, until one Dom changed his mind.

Larry likes to keep his BDSM and sex separate. He has his reasons and he doesn’t have to explain them to anyone else. Though he has a friend in another sub, Hank, no one knows Larry—maybe not even Larry himself.

Life takes twists and turns one can never predict. When one of those twists turns out to be a Dom Larry is attracted to, Larry’s secretive life and hidden desires threaten to come bubbling to the surface.

But for that to happen, he’ll have to learn to trust someone.

Bo Olsteen always wears his leather hood when he’s at the club. He likes to keep a firm line drawn between the Dom and the man outside of BDSM.

He hasn’t gotten laid or had a scene with a sub in far too long to admit. No one has caught his attention until he sees one blond man with boundaries all over the place and a chip on his shoulder at the BDSM club in Ravon.

Two men, neither of them expecting the connection that bursts to life between them, are about to learn the power in true submission.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Totally Entwined Group Ltd
• Release date: Dec 12, 2017
• ISBN: 9781786516268

Bailey Bradford

A native Texan, Bailey spends her days spinning stories around in her head, which has contributed to more than one incident of tripping over her own feet. Evenings are reserved for pounding away at the keyboard, as are early morning hours. Sleep? Doesn't happen much. Writing is too much fun, and there are too many characters bouncing about, tapping on Bailey's brain demanding to be let out. Caffeine and chocolate are permanent fixtures in Bailey's office and are never far from hand at any given time. Removing either of those necessities from Bailey's presence can result in what is known as A Very, Very Scary Bailey and is not advised under any circumstances.

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Submit

ISBN # 978-1-78651-626-8

©Copyright Bailey Bradford 2017

Cover Art by Emmy @studioenp ©Copyright November 2017

Edited by Nicki Richards

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Published in 2017 by Pride Publishing, Think Tank, Ruston Way, Lincoln, LN6 7FL, UK

Pride Publishing is a subsidiary of Totally Entwined Group Limited.

Power

SUBMIT

Bailey Bradford

Book two in the Power series

Larry didn’t think he was made for happy-ever-afters, until one Dom changed his mind.

Larry likes to keep his BDSM and sex separate. He has his reasons and he doesn’t have to explain them to anyone else. Though he has a friend in another sub, Hank, no one knows Larry—maybe not even Larry himself.

Life takes twists and turns one can never predict. When one of those twists turns out to be a Dom Larry is attracted to, Larry’s secretive life and hidden desires threaten to come bubbling to the surface.

But for that to happen, he’ll have to learn to trust someone.

Bo Olsteen always wears his leather hood when he’s at the club. He likes to keep a firm line drawn between the Dom and the man outside of BDSM.

He hasn’t gotten laid or had a scene with a sub in far too long to admit. No one has caught his attention until he sees one blond man with boundaries all over the place and a chip on his shoulder at the BDSM club in Ravon.

Two men, neither of them expecting the connection that bursts to life between them, are about to learn the power in true submission.

Dedication

To everyone who has learned to love themselves, and those still working on it.

Chapter One

Seeing Hank so sappy and in love with his Dom and soon-to-be husband left Larry in a state of depression for almost a week. Not that he let anyone know he was such a petty little shit, and he was happy for his bestie. Hank deserved his happiness. Larry had even pushed him toward it months ago, goading Hank to approach Thomas, the Dom Hank had been ogling.

So Larry wasn’t sure why he felt so down about it all. ‘Live in the moment’ was his motto most of the time. But not when he had to make trips back to where he’d grown up.

Jeez, no wonder I’m a mess. Larry tried to shake off his funk. He’d been stuck in that hellhole for the last few months and had just returned home. That was the true source of his moodiness. The past was clinging to him like a bad rash and he needed it gone.

Larry didn’t want what Hank had. It was preposterous to believe such a relationship would work for him.

He wasn’t envious after all, and was just confusing his emotions because Larry didn’t examine those things that often.

All he cared about was that he was clean, that he lived in a clean home—apartment, if one wanted to get technical, but it was his home.

After he’d showered and gotten dressed, Larry was ready to go to work. His volunteer position at Jen’s Soup Kitchen was one thing Larry always looked forward to. Yes, it was depressing to see so many people in need, but helping them and at least trying to make a difference were two things Larry lived for.

And not even his best friend Hank knew about it.

Then again, Larry hadn’t ever been good at letting people in, and bragging about doing a good deed seemed like a skeezy thing to do.

The stroll to the soup kitchen took almost half an hour, but Larry enjoyed the sunlight on his skin and the gentle breeze, though he could have done without the exhaust fumes.

There was already a line forming at the shelter, although breakfast had just been served. Larry waved to some of the regulars, relieved to see Mrs. Eddison, one of his favorites, sitting on a bench in the shade.

Hey, Mrs. E, how’s it going? Larry asked as he stopped in front of her. She looked healthy for someone