cherise-sinclair

He liked to touch, she realized. In bed, he kept his arms around her or a hand on her like now. The way he played with her breasts, or just touched her, or ran his hands over her body, made her feel so...so beautiful, Desirable.

You see, when you're excited, your body has trouble telling the difference between pain and pleasure.

It's a girl thing, trying to change ourselves as if we can change our lives too.

I wouldn't do this if i didn't care, but you mean everything to me, and if this is what you need, then this is what you'll get. But we're damned well going to work on changing this association between caring and spanking.

the easiest way to keep a woman over your shoulder is with a hand on her ass, and the other between her legs.

That__ means you__e mine. Mine to care for._ He ran his thumb over her full lower lip. __ine to fuck._ He leaned forward, his mouth an inch from hers. __nd mine to protect. Don__ forget that._ Zander deVries

Some man would come to her room. Maybe she would hesitate, and he'd grab her, pin her to the mattress, force her to cooperate.

Master, don__. Please.___lease is a great word__nd I intend to please. Me, for sure. Maybe even you._ Lindsey and deVries

what you need and what you want aren't the same things,

By the way, you have a fine ass. Sir.

You dumb-ass ape, get your hand off me. What__re you the first in your family to be born without a tail?

Darlin_, I wasn__ just a Boy Scout, I was an Eagle Scout.

You know I still don__ like your_hobby.___idn__ ask your opinion._ Jake rubbed his aching ribs. __f you want mine: anyone using the missionary position twice in a row should serve time.

Any ham-handed idiot can make a woman scream. I prefer to assess_responsiveness.

You want to count, Gabrielle? One! She sucked in a breath, mad enough the words slid right out. You asshole, one!

She took a second look at him, at his fancy tailored suit. Dark gray with pinstripes. Oh please, like she__ really believe he was a dom at all? __abrielle Anderson. Are you sure you__e Master Marcus?___hy would you think I__ not Master Marcus?_ he asked. Well, good grief. She waved a hand at him and kept the duh from slipping out. Just in case he really was Master Marcus. Maybe he hadn__ changed yet or something. __he suit? Where are your leathers or latex or_biker jacket or vest? And black? Did you forget to wear black?__e stared for a second, as if she__ turned into a drooling idiot, and then simply roared. Deep, full laughter__mazing coming from someone who looked like he should have a stick up his ass.

You little subs make me nervous. Being around you is too much like walking into a room filled with tiny kittens and trying not to step on one.

A good relationship is a two-way street, gatita. Submitting and serving is equaled by a master__ need to take control, to protect, to make someone happy.