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

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

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...

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

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.

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

I do like seeing you in chains, darlin’.

Chocolate’s better than sex any day.

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.

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

MacKensie, much as men don’t like to share this fact, we rarely die from not getting off.

You are such a sleazeball, Rhodes—walking, talking proof of why siblings shouldn’t marry.

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.

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

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

God, you’re uptight. Did the aliens maybe forget to remove your anal probe?

Any ham-handed idiot can make a woman scream. I prefer to assess…responsiveness.

I’m not likely to forget someone slapping my butt with a big piece of wood.

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

I felt sorry for myself since my wimpy dom can’t catch a snail crossing the sidewalk.

Awww, that’s sweet. Nothing says ‘I love you’ like a well-made implement of pain.

Pull up your big-girl panties, Gabi.

So, so sorry. Really sorry. Master. Sir. Emperor of the world. God of the universe.

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

Okay, you’re older. Not much, really. And considering you love staying in shape and I refuse to run, we’ll probably get all old and crippled at the same time. If not, then I’ll learn to...

Oh lord and master. High muckety-muck.

A girl could get to hate Doms.

If you want mine: anyone using the missionary position twice in a row should serve time.

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

You dickweed! Are you always stupid, or is today a special occasion?

The fun we’ll have tonight is called figging.

And since I am a man, I would appreciate it if you would cry for us both, gatita.

If you keep all those thoughts inside, your brain will explode.

happy birthday to me.

New Englanders could be so brusque.

A bit.

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.

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?

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

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

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

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

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

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...

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

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...

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

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

Have you gone crazy?””Have you gone crazy, Master.

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.