Title: My Secret Submission
Author: JM Witt
Release Date: May 4, 2016
18+ only. Standalone, taboo, BDSM romance.
Warning: contains adultery which may be triggers for some people.
Meredith Nichols. I’m the epitome of a good wife and a good mom. I’m President of the PTA, I volunteer in my children’s classrooms, and I moonlight as a freelance editor for romance authors. No one suspects what secret desires lurk below the surface, except my husband. I’ve openly tried to persuade him to join me in my fantasies, but he’s refused over and over again.
Then, I met Gregor Thompson. Our worlds collided one fateful day and there was no turning back. He’s a mystery, intriguing, dominant, and has the same struggles at home that I do. He’s opened my mind to the possibility that my fantasies can indeed be met and that he’s the man to mentor me. He’s infiltrated my brain and seems to know my wants and needs before I express them.
It’s time to be who I was meant to be, get what I want, what I need, and forget what society thinks. I’m going to let Gregor take me on a journey of self-discovery to places most are unwilling to go. We all have a public life, a private life, and a secret life… He would be mine.
He was my safe place.
He was my secret escape.
He was my Sir.
He was My Secret Submission.
Wow! I have read two other stories from Ms. Witt, but this was nothing like those! It was hot and kinky and on the darker side!
“No one knew how deep my cravings ran, probably not even myself.”
Meredith has a lonely life. She is a wife and mother, president of the PTA, but she is looking for more. Something her husband can’t and won’t give her. So, she goes elsewhere to find it.
“Gregor was my Eden, beautiful and forbidden…”
Gregor is a dominant. He is her Sir. He trains her how to be a submissive. Having elements lacking in his marriage at home as well, Gregor takes Meredith under his wing. There was only one rule—no falling in love.
“In his presence I was safe, cherished, likely marked…And entirely owned.”
I really loved the email exchanges between Meredith and Gregor. I loved watching Meredith become happy with herself as a woman and not being afraid to go after what she wants. I adored Jared in this story, and hope that we might get his and Heather’s tale sometime soon.
Make sure you heed the warning—this book is on the darker side, it has elements of BDSM and cheating. If you are not okay with those things, then I wouldn’t recommend this book. However, if you enjoy a darker, hot, kinky story, get to reading! I thoroughly enjoyed this story and look forward to more from J.M. Witt as it seems she can write in any area she sets her mind to.
~ Review by Tiffany
There are some hot buttons that may affect some readers, and I strongly suggest you read the warnings before you purchase this book.
This is a book about making your life what you want it to be… Following your heart and making your secret desires a reality.
Meredith is an editor for romance novels, a wife, a mother, and is unhappy. She has edited enough books to know what she wants to try in the bedroom, but with a husband who refuses to touch her, it’s hard to make those dreams a reality.
Gregor is a husband with a wife who is not willing to be his submissive in the bedroom. He is also a father.
When these two meet on an erotic “dating” website, after a while they begin to get from each other what they are not getting at home.
I liked this story, but was not in love with it. The majority of the book is told via email conversations between the two. I understand that the relationship is mostly conducted this way, but I had a hard time relating to the email only aspect. It also seemed like it took me a long time to fully engage in the story itself. There were some underlying issues that were not addressed fully, and some that were not even really spoken about until much later in the book. I feel that had some of these things come to light earlier, it may have captivated me earlier on.
~ Review by Devlynn
What was supposed to be an hour long lunch to get to know each other turned into several hours. We sat in the sun expressing desires and exposing secrets. I had long since turned to face him while we talked, his back remaining against the bench.
I had revealed things to Gregor that Todd didn’t even know about me. Secret cravings, secret needs, and the secret betrayals of my past. Gregor held more of my secrets in the palm of his hand than I did. He had the potential to destroy everything I’d built, but I trusted him not to.
Things grew quiet and as I looked at him he complimented me once more. “Seriously, your eyes are stunning.”
I just shook my head. “Thank you.” I took a breath, gathering the courage to ask what I didn’t want to but needed to know. “So, I need to know if I’m ‘Thursday’ girl. I need to know if I’m just one of many you’re playing with. Safety, etc.”
“There hasn’t been anyone in a long time.”
Relieved, I simply said, “Ok.”
“So are your parents still together?”
I shook my head. “Well, technically, but my mom passed away several years ago. I don’t really know if they were ever really happy. Maybe they stayed together for us, my sister and me. I don’t know. My dad remarried a couple years after.”
He listened intently as I continued discussing their marriage from my perspective. Then he began doing the same in regards to his parents’ marriage.
“Mine stayed together, are still together, but I often wonder if my dad has someone else. My mother is a miserable woman and I hope my dad has someone, somewhere, that makes him happy.”
“Have you asked him?”
He just shook his head. “No.”
“Maybe you should.”
“I’m not sure I really want to know. Validation isn’t necessarily a good thing.”
“I get that. I know that my parents had affairs, or at least they both accused each other of it. For me it’s simple, if you’re not getting what you need, crave, and desire at home, you’re going to find it somewhere else.” He nodded his agreement. “I’m not saying its right, but it is what it is.”
“It’s almost impossible to find one person to meet all your needs, especially when most of us get married so young. We’re still discovering ourselves and odds are if you do find that person to meet all those carnal needs, as well as others, it happens later in life.”
Everything he said made sense. It wasn’t pretty or accepted by society, but it was the truth. When I got married I had no idea that the cravings and needs I now had would come to be. And I certainly didn’t know that Todd wouldn’t be open to exploring them.
“I wanted to tell you that you have my complete trust.” I looked to his face as his eyes narrowed on mine, like he wondered where I was going with this. “Given the circumstances, you could’ve ceased all contact with me once I revealed that we live in the same town. Had you been lying about anything detrimental, well, we wouldn’t be sitting here now.” He just stared at me as I nodded, “Thank you.”
He just shrugged and added, “I still can’t get over the odds of it all.”
Smiling, I agreed. “It’s a small, small world.”
We sat quiet for a moment before he asked, “So, what are you looking for?”
That was a loaded question and brought me back to the present. Sighing, I was honest with him. “I’m not looking to break up anyone’s marriage. I guess what I feel guilty about is that I don’t feel guilty.”
“I get that. It’s a process that took me a long time to grasp.”
“I have needs, desires, and right now he’s not willing to go there with me.”
“I want us to agree to a few things.” I nodded. “Don’t disappear on me. If things need to end, we do it like adults. I’ve had a couple just vanish on me and I have no idea what happened to them.”
“No, I agree and appreciate that. I’m a big girl. Just be honest.”
“Do you have a safe word?”
“What is it?”
Shaking his head and smiling, he persisted, “I still need to know. What is it?”
Laughing, “Ok. Unicorn it is.” He took a deep breath. “And no falling in love. If either of us starts falling, we need to walk away.”
“Agree. I’m not looking to fall in love.”
He quietly observed me for a moment and nodded his head. His hand stretched out across the back of the bench toward me. “So, what do you need from me today?”
Such a simple question and I became completely tongue-tied. “I, umm...”
I wasn’t trying to play coy, but I felt like an idiot. What did I need from him? I didn’t have a fucking clue. Where did we go next? He had yet to touch me, which I respected. The conversation flowed between us with ease, but was there physical chemistry? Would I recoil if he touched me? I didn’t know, I had no idea, and I sure as hell wasn’t about to make the first move.
As if he sensed my wariness, his hand reached out and grasped me just above my knee. Jesus, fuck! The heat of his hand seared me and I immediately had a puddle in my panties. If I was struggling with words before, they were impossible now.
He repeated his question, his stern voice catching my attention, “What do you need from me? We’re running out of time.”
I’m a stay-at-home mom with four young children and one extremely supportive husband. We’ve been married for almost eleven years and reside in Metro Detroit, Michigan.
I've dreamed of writing romance novels since I was little. After having baby #4, who may or may not have been fathered by Christian Grey, I decided it was time to pursue my dreams.
When I'm not volunteering at the schools of my children, running to various appointments, enjoying time with my friends and my book club, dating my husband, or avoiding cleaning my house, I'm writing!
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