Gabi to Marcus “I can’t believe out of one hundred thousand sperm, you were the fastest!

A bit.

He smiled. A sub shouldn’t be terrified, but a little anxiety was good.

My cousin fell in love with a dom, so I checked into it to see if I needed to kill him before they got married.

Feelings are feelings. They don’t have dumb or smart labels,

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

But, chiquita, you must understand that while you are here, I expect you to come to me and share your fears. Even if I am the one causing them.

Please is a great word–and I intend to please. Me, for sure. Maybe even you.” Lindsey and deVries

You know how really big guys are always nicknamed Tiny?” She didn’t wait for any response, afraid she’d chicken out. “Guess that would make you Master Munchkin, huh?

Dan sent me over to assist you and learn how to tend the bar.” Doms could be pain-in-the-ass mother hens.

That’s good to hear, Abby, since I need your breasts for a few minutes.

Whatever demon invented stiletto-heeled boots should roast in hell…

Dammit, why isn’t there a book with the answers in it?

Although he assumed she’d naturally submit to him, he obviously believed she was still her own person. A strong person.

I like carrying you.

When something horrible happens, your brain doesn’t process the memories right. It stores everything– sounds, pain, smells, feelings– all mixed up. It doesn’t matter if you believed it or it made sense; it gets stored.

Atherton is invariably polite, but nobody in their right mind fucks with his trainees.

She was so light; he could hold her all night without a problem.

And mine to protect. Don’t forget that.” Zander deVries

You mean you’re not God? Nooo, say it isn’t so!

Be brave, little rabbit. Take a chance.

Why had she set limits like no sex? I want sex.

However, in the bedroom or in the club, I am a lot more equal than you.

If you are with me long, I will begin to spell Master with two M’s.

…some people become hypercritical when stressed.Then again, he hadn’t been stressed last week. She giggled, remembering how he’d instructed her on the proper way to fold hand towels. Talk about nitpicky. Perhaps this would be...

Yes. You do.

I thought I’d tell you we’re getting married next month.”~Nolan and Beth~

And he calls it playing? Like, whatever happened to chess? Or cards? Or tag?

A master like Raoul looks for a woman whose need to serve and submit matches his need to protect and take command.

Don’t worry; this won’t hurt…too much.” Zander deVries

Toys? When a man—a dom—said toys, he didn’t mean stuffed animals or baseballs.

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

I didn’t ask.

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

Hey, I see people manacled to log walls all the time. You bet. It’s a popular sport in Bear Flat. Gonna replace fishing soon.

No matter what historians claimed, BC really stood for “Before Coffee.

He caught her staring and smiled-not a conceited I-work-out-and-have-a-great-body type smirk, but more of a I’m-a-boy; you’re-a-girl; life is good.

I like when I hold you too.

Darlin’, I wasn’t just a Boy Scout, I was an Eagle Scout.

She realised she was whimpering. Sir held her closer, his hard grip reassuring. This wasn’t a dream; he really was here.

Some people – and a high percentage of submissives – wanted clear-cut rules. Preferred their duties laid out, like schedules and lists.

The suit? Where are your leathers or latex or…biker jacket or vest? And black? Did you forget to wear black?”He stared for a second, as if she’d turned into a drooling idiot, and then simply...

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...

You will let me hold you, and offer me some comfort in return.

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...

If the goddess—and that would be me, by the way—is displeased, you’ll get bats in your hair and mice in your boots.

Coffee and chocolate—the inventor of mocha should be sainted.

Cages, spanking benches, sawhorses, bondage tables. Scene after scene. Throaty moans, high screams, whining, whimpering, and groaning. Jesus, Mary, and Joseph. All his cop instincts shouted for him to get his cuffs out and start...

Bite me.

I do like seeing you in chains, darlin’.