When I tell men what I look for in a relationship, they either run the other way or think a light spanking during sex is enough to get me off. It isn’t.
The only man who ever understood what I need is a man whose name I don’t even know, and whose face I didn’t even see.
My name is Alexandra Sinclair, and I’m a masochist.
WARNING: If you have ANY kind of trigger, this book is not for you.
The only man who ever understood what I need is a man whose name I don’t even know, and whose face I didn’t even see.
My name is Alexandra Sinclair, and I’m a masochist.
WARNING: If you have ANY kind of trigger, this book is not for you.
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