Annabel Joseph

What kind of slut do you think I am?__heo bumped his hips against hers. __his might not be the best moment to ask me that.

Oh my God. Party punch. He__ brought a woman with the social age of twelve to the Citadel. He deserved everything he got.

I'm going to hurt you. I'm going to make you very uncomfortable tonight, but you're going to be safe. Do you trust me?

She wished she wasn__ jealous, but in quiet, weak moments, she desperately wanted to be like them. She wanted gentlemen to shoulder each other out of the way for her attention, to hang on her every word, however vapid those words would have to be. She wished a gentleman, just one gentleman, would notice her.But then she remembered that she didn__ like to be vapid, and she didn__ wish her entire life to revolve around the attention of men.

Theo was so pleased with her, so proud of her. In love with her, whatever love was.

It was good for her though, to submit to things that weren__ for her pleasure, but his.

Do you know about it, Kelsey?_ he asked after a while. __ominance and submission? This thing we__e doing? I don__ know so good how to explain it. Only how to do it.