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The Chalet (Submissive Series Novella)
     

The Chalet (Submissive Series Novella)

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by Tara Sue Me
 
New York Times bestselling author Tara Sue Me’s Submissive series is an international sensation. Now, Abby and Nathaniel’s story continues with their romantic wedding and a honeymoon too hot to believe…

Submitting her body was only the beginning.

Abby King didn’t know true passion until she gave herself to Nathaniel

Overview

New York Times bestselling author Tara Sue Me’s Submissive series is an international sensation. Now, Abby and Nathaniel’s story continues with their romantic wedding and a honeymoon too hot to believe…

Submitting her body was only the beginning.

Abby King didn’t know true passion until she gave herself to Nathaniel West, one of New York City’s most eligible bachelors and desired Dominants. Now, on the eve of her marriage, she realizes all her dreams are coming true. And with a romantic honeymoon getaway planned at a secluded Swiss chalet, she’s sure Nathaniel will find even more fantasies to fulfill…

Nathaniel never thought he’d settle down until Abby broke down his barriers and changed his plans. With their wedding only weeks away, he can barely wait to possess her completely—heart, body, and soul—and show her the true meaning of being both a wife and a submissive.

Only Abby has one more challenge in store before she becomes his: no sex and no collar for one month before the wedding. Nathaniel is willing to give it a shot but he has one scandalous stipulation—once that month is up, anything goes…

Includes a preview of the next novel in the Submissive series, The Enticement

Praise for the Submissive series

“[Me] is so talented and captivating.”—Southern Fiction

“For those Fifty Shades fans pining for a little more spice.”—Los Angeles Times

“Intense and very, VERY H-O-T.”—Harlequin Junkie


Tara Sue Me is the New York Times bestselling author of the Submissive series, including The Submissive, The Dominant, and The Training, as well as the Partners in Play series, including Seduced by Fire. She lives in the southeastern United States with her family, two dogs, and a cat.

Product Details

ISBN-13:
9780698190474
Publisher:
Penguin Publishing Group
Publication date:
10/21/2014
Series:
Submissive Series
Sold by:
Penguin Group
Format:
NOOK Book
Pages:
122
Sales rank:
33,375
File size:
932 KB

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ACKNOWLEDGMENTS

CONTENTS

Chapter One

Nathaniel looked at me as if I’d sprouted horns. “You think we should what?” he gasped.

Exactly the reaction I’d expected. I took a sip of my red wine and repeated myself. “I think we shouldn’t have sex the month before the wedding.”

“I was afraid that’s what you said.” He tilted his head. “Why?”

I picked up my napkin and pretended to wipe my mouth in order to hide my smile. Why? This from the man who had been so scared to talk about anything at the beginning of our relationship. Quite a change from the one who sat across the table from me now. The one who felt the need to discuss the whys and why nots and even the I don’t care, whatevers about almost everything.

“I know the napkin trick,” he said with a smile of his own. “I’m just a bit curious as to why you would suggest a month-long period of abstinence when you have long-term sexual deprivation marked as a hard limit.”

“I suppose the smart-ass answer is what’s the definition of ‘long term’? To see your face a few minutes ago, you’d think your definition is a week.”

“A week for me is long term.”

I laughed. “Then let’s just say this is me pushing your limits.”

“Pushing limits is my job,” he said in a serious tone of voice, but his eyes were lit with amusement.

“I’m pushing mine, too, you know. Seriously, a month with nothing after one of our normal weeks?” I tried to count on average how often we had sex during a typical week, but gave up. Between our everyday lives during the week and our weekend lives when I wore his collar, well, there was a lot of sex.

“It’s not as if I’ve never gone a month, you know,” Nathaniel said. “And by abstaining, do you mean just us together or can we get off individually?”

I couldn’t help it; I laughed again.

“What?” he asked.

“Just you being you. Trying to establish the rules of something we haven’t even agreed to yet.”

“I want to make sure I’m making an informed and well thought-out decision,” he said in typical Nathaniel fashion. Always the planner. Always with backup plans. Hell, I bet even his backup plans had backup plans.

“You’re smiling at me again,” he said.

I reached across the table and took his hand. “Just smiling at you being you.”

He lifted my hand to his lips and placed a small kiss on my knuckles. “So tell me why we should do this month-long thing.” He took my hand and traced the line at the base of my thumb. I shivered. “Because I’m thinking a month is a really, really long time.” He brought my palm up to his mouth again, but this time nipped the skin just a bit. He smiled at my moan. “Wouldn’t you agree?”

I shifted in my seat. “When you put it that way.”

“I don’t know if it’s possible for me to keep my hands off you for an entire month.” His lips danced along the top of my hand. “Much less my other parts.”

My mind blanked for just a second at the touch of his lips on my skin and the images his words evoked. Why had I thought not having sex for a month before the wedding was a good idea?

Across the table, he looked at me with his I’m waiting expression.

I cleared my throat. “Well, I just thought a month would, you know, give us something to look forward to.”

“I see. Because marrying me? Eh, you can do that any old day. Nothing to look forward to there.”

He was kidding, right? I loved and hated that it was still hard for me to tell sometimes.

“You know what I mean,” I said, deciding he was joking.

He let go of my hand. “Somewhat. I also think our wedding night is something to look forward to no matter what we have or haven’t done the month before.”

“But think about how”—I searched for the right word— “intense it’ll be after we haven’t done anything the month before.”

His eyes darkened. “I guarantee you I can make it intense without having to abstain for a month.”

“Nathaniel,” I half whined, half begged.

He sighed. “You really want to do this?”

“Yes.”

“And it’s really important to you?”

“Yes.”

“And I can’t jerk off in the shower?”

“You can’t jerk off anywhere,” I clarified for him with narrowed eyes, just in case Mr. Rule Book decided to throw in my face two weeks before the wedding that I’d only specified he couldn’t jerk off in the shower.

He leaned back in his chair, exhaling. “Damn. You’ve been around me too long.”

“Impossible, but somehow true at the same time.”

“You can’t come either,” he said. “No playing with yourself.”

I nodded.

“And speaking of playing, what do we do about weekends?”

I’d thought about that, of course. Ideally, I would still wear his collar. Submitting to him wasn’t entirely sexual, though sex did play a major role in our weekends.

“There’s plenty we do on the weekends that doesn’t involve sex,” I said. “I think I should still wear your collar.”

“True, but there’s a sexual undercurrent in just about everything we do,” he countered. “You don’t have a submissive personality outside the playroom; it’s part of your sexual nature. Serving me during the weekend turns you on. We need to think about whether having you serve me the month before the wedding, even in a nonsexual manner, will be a source of irritation. For us both.”

He had a point. I tried imagining serving him all day on a Saturday, but without sex. If we stayed out of the playroom, I could easily see us both becoming increasingly sexually frustrated. With our emotions probably already running high as the wedding approached, collaring me might not be the wisest idea.

“No sex and no collar the month before the wedding,” I said. “We’ll probably both implode.”

“As long as we don’t take it out on each other.”

“But on the upside, think about how awesome the honeymoon will be now.”

“Abby,” he said softly. “The honeymoon will be awesome regardless. But you know, we haven’t talked about whether you’d like to wear your collar at all during our honeymoon.”

“Yes, I think so. Not all the time. Probably not even most of the time. But for a day or two?” I thought about how it would feel the first time he collared me as his wife. When I would be Abigail West. My belly tightened just thinking about it. “Maybe more than a day or two.”

Nathaniel nodded. “We’ll keep it flexible.”

“Another thing, I know I won’t be wearing your collar on our wedding day, but I’ve decided I’m not going to wear any type of necklace.”

“Oh?”

“This part of me.” I brushed my neck. “Is for your collar. If I’m not wearing it when I become your wife, I’m not wearing anything.”

His eyes grew dark and he gave me a sultry smile. “I’d thought about buying you a necklace for our wedding, but it would have been just that. A necklace. Your idea means so much more.”

I was glad I was sitting down. His look would have made my knees weak had I been standing.

“I’m looking forward to collaring you for the first time after the wedding. When you’re Abigail West.”

I squirmed in my seat, thinking about our honeymoon plans.

We were going to Zermatt, Switzerland for two weeks following the wedding. Nathaniel had reserved a stunning chalet. We could step right outside and ski, or stay inside and do . . . other things. At first we discussed going somewhere tropical, but the more we thought about it, getting away to a snowy location sounded perfect.

Snow, after all, had been one of the driving forces in our relationship. I believed we would have still wound up together had it not been for the week we spent snowbound in his house, but there’s no telling how long it would have taken to get to that point. Somehow it seemed fitting that we honeymoon with snow. Besides, damn near nothing beat Nathaniel naked in front of a roaring fire.

“Abby?” the man in question asked. “Did I lose you?”

“Sorry,” I said. “Just daydreaming about the honeymoon.”

“Well,” he said, pushing back from the table. “The way I see it, we don’t have much time before our self-imposed month of celibacy.” He walked over to me and held out a hand. “Let’s not waste it.”

***

“I have to say, Abby,” Felicia said the next day, spinning slowly and looking over the old chapel, “this place is perfect.”

Because Nathaniel and I wanted to get married before the end of the year, we only had three months to plan the wedding. With that timeline, every possible venue in New York City and the surrounding area was booked. It wasn’t a big deal to us; we simply wanted to get married and had tentatively planned for the ceremony and reception to be held at Nathaniel’s estate.

He had friends and business associates everywhere, though, and earlier in the day he’d received a call that the wedding booked at the small chapel had been canceled. Since Felicia hadn’t returned to her teaching job following her marriage to Jackson, I asked her to come look at it with me. Felicia and I had been friends since our childhood days in small-town Indiana. We went to college together and even roomed together for a short period of time.

Early in our relationship, Nathaniel had mentioned that his cousin, Jackson, a professional football player, didn’t have a date for an event the entire family was attending. On a whim, I mentioned my best friend, Felicia. They went to the event together and were married less than six months later.

The chapel we were at, just outside the city, was over one hundred years old and the sanctuary had an almost medieval look to it with rustic wooden pews and stone walls. I could easily imagine how beautiful and romantic it would be bathed in candlelight.

“It is perfect, isn’t it?” I said in response to Felicia. “Since we’re not inviting anyone other than close friends and family, there’ll be plenty of room. Any bigger and there would be too many empty seats.”

“And the space is so beautiful, you don’t need much in the way of decorations.”

“That’s what I was thinking,” I said. “Just candles and maybe a few flowers.” Nathaniel had said he wanted cream-colored roses with just a hint of pink at the tips.

“Now you just need a reception space to open up.”

I sat down on one of the pews and pulled out my planning notebook. “We could still have it at Nathaniel’s if nothing becomes available.”

She sat down next to me, her expression serious. “How long do you think it’ll take before you start seeing the estate as yours?”

Her question caught me off guard, I’d honestly expected her to ask me about the food or music or something. “I do,” I said. “Lots of times when I’m talking I’ll say ‘our house’ or something similar. Sometimes it just comes out as ‘Nathaniel’s’ though. I guess if you think about it, it’s been his place longer than it’s been mine.”

“I haven’t said this and I’m sorry I’ve waited so long, but I think he’s good for you.” Felicia tucked a strand of red hair behind her ear. “Whatever it is you guys have with each other, it’s obvious that it’s working.”

It was the closest she’d ever come to saying she approved of our lifestyle. I couldn’t help it, but I looked at her in shock.

“Don’t look at me like that,” she said. “I simply got curious and Googled a few things.”

“You Googled ‘BDSM’?”

“You know we’re having this conversation in a church, don’t you?” She shot a look over both shoulders, though she didn’t have to, the place was empty.

“Should we step outside? I will if it’ll make you more comfortable.”

“No, we can stay here. I just thought it was odd to be talking about stuff like that in church.”

I smiled. “Stuff like that? Say it, Felicia. Say ‘BDSM.’”

She punched my arm. “Stop it, perv.”

“Me? You’re the one Googling kinky sex.” I wiggled my eyebrows. “Did you find it exciting?”

Though we could discuss just about anything, she’d never wanted to talk about my need for submission. Unfortunately, the early part of my relationship with Nathaniel hadn’t done much to endear her to the lifestyle. Especially considering the shape I’d been in when I left him.

“I guess I can see why someone would like it,” she said. “And I read that it’s more than kinky sex.”

“I told you that.”

“I know, but I wanted confirmation.”

“Right, because everything on the Internet is true.”

“Admit it, you just like giving me a hard time.”

I winked at her. “Yes, partly. But really I’m just glad you finally see it’s a need I have that Nathaniel fulfills.”

She sat back in her seat and suddenly looked very self-satisfied. “Nathaniel said as much once.”

She was dying to tell me. I could see it in her eyes. Since I wanted to hear what she was talking about, I played along. “Really? When?”

“That time you were in the hospital.”

“That was ages ago.” In actuality, it hadn’t even been a year, but so much had happened since then.

“Feels that way doesn’t it?” She shook her head. “Anyway, that night you were in the hospital, I went out in the hallway one time to tell him what I thought about his sorry ass. He told me then that whenever you were together, it was always your needs first.”

“Really?” I’d always wondered what it was the two of them discussed that night, because I noticed their relationship had changed afterward; neither one of them had ever told me.

“Yes and I didn’t believe him. I thought it was all about him since he was the dominant.” Her eyes grew quizzical. “It’s true, though, isn’t it? Even though you’re the submissive, he’s always thinking about you and what you need.”

“Right, but conversely, he’s my focus when I’m wearing his collar. I’m always thinking about him.”

She thought about that for a few seconds. “Interesting. Like you balance each other out.”

“Something like that, but honestly, when I’m wearing his collar, I’m not thinking about how balanced and equal we are. I’m thinking only about him and what he’s saying.”

“Which is why I’d make a horrible submissive.”

I shrugged, she was probably right. “It’s not for everyone and that’s okay. Obviously what you and Jackson have works for the two of you.”

She gave a hearty smile at the mention of her husband. “I’ll say.”

“Speaking of Jackson,” I started and then stopped, unsure I really wanted to know the answer to my question.

“Yes?”

Oh well, I decided, might as well know once and for all. “Does he know about our lifestyle?”

She laughed. “I wondered how long it would take you to ask.”

“And?”

“Yes, he knows. We were watching TV one night and they did a story on the increased public interest in BDSM. He looked over at me, I looked at him, and I finally said, ‘Yes, I know about them.’”

That Jackson knew really didn’t surprise me, I’d always assumed Nathaniel’s cousin knew. Honestly, he had spent enough time at the house. Nathaniel kept the playroom locked, but it was possible Jackson had been over a time or two when it wasn’t. Especially during the time he stayed over following my breakup with Nathaniel.

“And he knew you meant us?” I asked Felicia.

“Neither one of us came out and said it for a while. I guess for me it was that long talk you gave me on confidentiality. I didn’t want to be the one who told Jackson his cousin was kinky.”

Before I’d gone to see Nathaniel the first time, when I was talking with Felicia about what I was going to do, I’d pounded into her head how important confidentiality was. “Thank you for that, I really appreciate it.”

“You’re my dearest friend, I’d never betray your trust. I finally told Jackson I was your safety call. He nodded and said he figured I knew about Nathaniel since you and I were best friends.”

“How long has Jackson known?”

“He said he had a suspicion for a long time, but it wasn’t until after you guys broke up and got back together that he knew for sure. We really didn’t talk much about it after that.” She looked around the still empty church. “If you’re finished looking over this place, I think we should leave. All this kink talk in church has me afraid lightning’s going to strike me dead.”

***

Meet the Author

Tara Sue Me is the New York Times bestselling author of the Submissive series, including The Submissive, The Dominant, and The Training, as well as the Partners in Play series, including Seduced by Fire. She lives in the southeastern United States with her family, two dogs, and a cat.

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The Chalet 4 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 13 reviews.
Sandy-thereadingcafe More than 1 year ago
3.75 stars--THE CHALET is the latest installment in Tara Sue Me’s contemporary, adult The Submissive erotic romance series focusing on ‘Dom’ Nathaniel West and his submissive Abby King. Because THE CHALET is part of an ongoing series focusing on one couple, it should not be read as a stand alone because important background information about our couple is revealed in the previous storylines. Told from alternating first person points of view (Abby and Nathaniel) THE CHALET is a novella that focuses on the weeks up to and after Abby and Nathaniel’s wedding wherein Abby has declared a no-sex policy during the 30 days prior to the ceremony.  Nathaniel is a Dominant who fell in love with his sub, and because their Dom/sub relationship focuses more on the sexual aspect of their lives, the month of celibacy is something new. But it is during the honeymoon phase at a chalet in Zermatt,  Switzerland where Abby will ask more of her Dominant than Nathaniel had expected to give. It is a time to explore her truly submissive side-not just on weekends-but throughout the week as well. When Abby accidentally calls Nathaniel ‘sir’ in a playful exchange, she begins to understand that perhaps she is a ‘true’ submissive –after all. THE CHALET is a sexually graphic, erotic storyline that continues to explore the D/s sexual relationship of Abby and Nathaniel. While vacationing in the Swiss Alps, Abby will discover that she enjoys the submissive side of their relationship and is willing to accept everything Nathaniel has to offer. The secondary characters include some of the previous storyline couples including Nathaniel’s cousin Jackson and his new wife (and Abby’s best friend) Felicia. Felicia is aware of Abby and Nathaniel’s relationship and is slowly learning to accept that her friend has a submissive side that needs to be addressed. With THE CHALET, Tara Sue Me’s offers up another side of Abby and Nathaniel’s D/s relationship. Theirs is not a true, hardcore BDSM exchange but one built upon mutual understanding, marriage and love.  I do foresee some difficulties in the relationship as Nathaniel will begin to demand more from Abby then she is willing to give.
jeanniezelos More than 1 year ago
The Chalet, The Submissive Series, Tara Sue Me Review from jeannie zelos book reviews   Well, I loved the previous books and was eager to read this one but....I should have stopped at book three. For me the magic was Abby and Nathaniel getting together, all the friction, drama, problems and solutions that made up their journey. Now they are together and this book – novella – is about their wedding and honeymoon and its...Sweet. Its so sweet it’s lost it’s magic for me. Its a good way to complete the story ( except now I see there’s another book planned!) for those who need it,  but for many readers I suspect like me they’ll wish they stopped at the last book. This didn’t add anything for me, its a decent read, well written but no drama, at least not the sort we’ve come to expect and as such its was just a Nice book...nothing special. I’ve noticed more and more authors doing this, writing books beyond what was planned, writing the story in a different POV and I find it very rarely works. Its better to spent time and imagination on something new than to bring down what's already written by adding more. Think of those TV series which we loved, who then produced more or spin offs that didn’t work. They dragged down the original- always stop at the top, finish where originally planned. This book could have been shortened and added as a brief epilogue at the end of book three, if it was really needed. I actually enjoy series that finish that way – that give me a tiny glimpse into a happy future and that's all that's needed. IMO of course! Stars: Three – its a sweet read, no drama though. I urge Tara to seriously reconsider bringing out a  further book. Best to stop at the top, which was at book three for me. ARC supplied by Netgalley and publisher.   For more info see @TaraSueMe and @SignetEcipse.
hazeltdk More than 1 year ago
I should have stopped at book three. For me the magic was Abby and Nathaniel getting together, all the friction, drama, problems and solutions that made up their journey. Now they are together and this book – novella – is about their wedding and honeymoon and its...Sweet. Its so sweet it’s lost it’s magic for me. Its a good way to complete the story ( except now I see there’s another book planned!) for those who need it, but for many readers I suspect like me they’ll wish they stopped at the last book.
krissysbookshelf More than 1 year ago
The Chalet is a continuation of the BDSM "Submissive Trilogy." Readers get to be a part of Abby Nathaniel's tie the knot and slumber over ceremony or otherwise known as the wedding and honeymoon episode. Its a decent story, I was just hoping for more out of it. I would have liked to have gotten some emotional content or interaction between Abby and Nathaniel but it just seemed to be a dead issue. Although there was plenty of sex to be had it just felt empty for me so I don't think I'll be continuing the series. Don't get me wrong its written well and its good steam action but I need more depth and feeling between my characters to invest in their stories.
MissTee0129 More than 1 year ago
I loved the book just wished it was longer got used to reading about their bdsm lifestyle and it was just hint in the book so there were many parts in the book that could have been expanded but overall I injoyed it and look forward to the nxt book
shadow24 More than 1 year ago
I always enjoy Tara sue Me books. I just pre-order next book. I love the stories with Nathaniel and Abby. So will you
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I am really enjoying this series, but I'm frustrated at how short these books are. 122 pages hardly constitutes a novel and leaves the reader feeling strung along especially financially. Some of these books are a bit pricey considering what you get. I'd like to see the series offered all in one package at a discounted price so you can read through them all like the episodes.
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TammyS32 More than 1 year ago
An excellent novella to this sexy series. Abby and Nathaniel are on the verge of becoming man and wife and enjoy a wonderful honeymoon in a beautiful Chalet. Is their love strong enough to face any tests that may come their way? Wow, and incredibly sexy read, it is their honeymoon after all. So exciting to see this wonderful couple move forward with their relationship and life, can’t wait to see what happens next. This is one hot read but is not a standalone enjoy this series from the beginning.
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Not as good as I anticipating, would not but it again.