What about it? Everyone loves that song.

He felt the quicksand of failure sucking at his feet, threatening to bury him, to drown him.Jeana E. Mann. Intoxicated (Kindle Location 2125).

A fantasy is something produced in the imagination, allowing you to indulge in a thought life that is very different from what you experience on a day-to-day basis. Within this realm there is no fear...

One song bled into another and they remained locked together, neither willing to break the intimacy that surrounded them, concealing them in the small space the two occupied.

Men need to hunt. She obviously understands this. She’s offering herself as prey. Not easy prey. But willing.

This daemon loves men whose marriage beds have grown cold, so she can set them ablaze.

Mrs. Pott’s beady black eyes narrowed,”Do you know how many glass slippers I have to stitch when I get home? There’s a Mad Hatter serenading a toaster as we speak. There could be mayhem wreaking...

In some very rare cases, an opposite-sex pair was born, and they always mated one another. Disturbing as it might sound, when it did happen, the offspring were invariably gifted. Sera and Trace’s sons were...

I knew instantly that I wanted that type of love in my life. To have someone I could take care of in every sense and who would trust me to do so. No matter what...

When you’re honest, what compares with the gorgeous thrill of sex? What brings you the same sense of wonder, pleasure, and fulfilment? I can’t think of anything as good.

I’m no mystery; I’m just a simple woman with complex fantasies and fetishes.

I am not just looking at you through the eyes of a wolf, Cora. I am looking at you through the eyes of your mate. It is the only thing that has allowed me to...

The sound of his rough voice was…comforting, like there was safety wherever he was. Well, some safety…he certainly had an awful lot of sneaky tricks up his sleeve.

Let Your Inhibitions Run Free

All these years that I had been waiting for him to return, I had been too anxious and somewhat insecure to develop any plan of action. I had scrupulously avoided giving any thought to it...

You keep telling yourself that, love. We both know better.

Can I tell you that in my eyes not even God would be good enough to command you?

Francis Ford Coppola – A man climbs a mountain and they call him a hero. I climb mountains that aren’t even there.

…I know that if you ask me to jump I will say how high. So I will stay away from you and hope that you never ever say jump.

Damn, but it was a night, Ned! Now, not to be outdone, it appears our reverend mother Hayes is inspired by Captain Cook’s latest voyage to the South Pacific.””I give the woman credit for creativity.”...

Oooo…He’s being a saucy motherfu*ker tonight. He does wrong and I’m the one who gets treated like the whore of Babylon. Fine, he wants a show I’ll give him a damn show.

Why women choose to dress like this on a regular basis baffles me. It weighs so much. And then they add those high shoes? I will never understand Ladies,” Rose commented

Baby girl, five minutes alone with me and you’re gonna be begging me to taste your pie.

I love being aroused. I love how that feeling overcomes me, as I look at a man’s erect cock, as I feel his hands ripping my clothes from my body, as the air caresses my...

Voleva vederla subito, e toccarla, respirare tra i suoi capelli e averla tutta per sé, immediatamente. «Vieni.» bisbigliò, in modo impercettibile.«Cosa?»«Vieni subito da me, Emily.»

How? Give me permission, tell me it’s okay to strip you naked, kiss you wherever the need takes me, and f**k you until you can’t see straight.

It’s almost funny, but still, she ruined our scene.

Oh, Jatel, I am so used. Would you rid yourself of me?” the knight started to cry.Jatel slowly kissed the woman upon her forehead. To the Gods! how he loved her so.Not for the world...

I was brought up to think that women were inhibited, but they sure are not with me. I guess I am lucky or there is something about me that makes them feel totally comfortable, open,...

What would you like to do with my neck?’ I asked. ‘Seduce me with your words. Feel free.

Are you going to tell me why you had a trunk load of pleasure devices delivered to your door, or are we going to just keep ignoring the giant box of sex toys in the...

And just because you don’t have to insert batteries into him doesn’t mean you can’t be more.

Por ti, el mundo cobra un sentido para mi que no tenia antes. Ahora ocupo un lugar, contigo.Gideon Cross

Gideon brought into my life. The acceptance and the love. The safety. Gideon had given me my freedom back, a life without terror. Giving him vows in return was too simple a repayment for that.

Socrates held up his hands, wiggling his fingers. “God gave me these hands to change the world, one child at a time.

Die Bilder, die seine lebhafte Schilderung in ihrer Fantasie wachriefen, waren verführerischer als eine Tasse heiße Schokolade nach einem langen Spaziergang im Schnee. Wie konnte er es wagen!?

I don’t believe love or sexual pleasure is a zero-sum game.

I love you, baby girl. When you’re sad, I am too.

So tall and lithe in his suede and leather outfit. So utterly gorgeous it almost ached to look at him.

At least I’ll die happy,” she responded with a devilish grin.

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

You’ll get more…but it’ll be my way, not yours.

She wasn’t ready for this kind of distraction he caused her. It was bad enough she found him attractive, but having a attractive man in her home was just asking for trouble.

You know how you have a good meal and you got gravy left on the plate. The gravy was so good that you don’t want to leave it on the plate but you don’t want...

If you pull a rope and some duct tape out of those saddlebags, I’m going to freak.Jeana E. Mann. Intoxicated (Kindle Locations 746-747).

Each of us is allowed to revel in our own desires, no matter how dark or depraved they may seem; for we are the only ones that know what lies within our own imagination. Inside...

The collar of Lars of Tassla fell away and clattered onto the tiles. katriana felt unable to breathe. Her neck, so long encased with the symbol of Lars’ ownership of her, seemed paradoxically to be...

Some men just can’t stomach the necessary steps it takes to make a good girl great.

Mrs. Potts beady black eyes narrowed,”Do you know how many glass slippers I have to stitch when I get home? There’s a Mad Hatter serenading a toaster as we speak. There could be mayhem wreaking...

I like my boyfriends to bend over, Robert.