God, you’re uptight. Did the aliens maybe forget to remove your anal probe?
Be brave, little rabbit. Take a chance.
It’s a girl thing, trying to change ourselves as if we can change our lives too.
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.
Bound, whether by my will or my rope, open to me in all ways.
MacKensie, much as men don’t like to share this fact, we rarely die from not getting off.
You know, there are very few people I could tell that to and have them laugh instead of calling the cops. Or mental health.
Give me her damn address, you sadistic bastard.
He didn’t require some eighteen-year-old to make his cock hard. He wanted a woman, one with lines in her face that said she’d done some living and had learned to cry. And to laugh.
Some people – and a high percentage of submissives – wanted clear-cut rules. Preferred their duties laid out, like schedules and lists.
She was a strong woman whose deepest responses apparently came when she was most vulnerable.
A woman could simply pull her shirt down, show some extra cleavage, and mesmerize every guy in the room. If a man opened his jeans and let his cock poke out, every woman in the place would be calling for the cops.
Concrete meets face. Face loses.
It’s a corollary to Murphy’s law. If you’re not prepared, bad things will happen. If you are, nothing goes wrong.
Nolan nodded gravely. “Men. Good to meet you.” As Beth walked through the door, she heard Grant whisper in wonder, “He called us men.
Master Nolan – “When a Dom takes control, leaving no choices for the sub, he has to see to all her needs, not just sexual, but emotional and physical also. If your Dom doesn’t do that, then you find a new Dom.
Men – walking, talking proof that God is a sadist.
Note to self: never ask this man if a dress makes me look fat.
Strength could be found in the determination to get where a person needed to go. In just keeping on.
Oh, Anne.” Linda slid from the couch to sit on Anne’s right, close enough that their shoulders rubbed as she said softly, “The earth is all about change. The seasons move from summer to winter. The continental plates push up mountains that the weather slowly grinds back down. On this planet, in this universe, nothing stands still.