It means he can trust you, and trust is not an easy thing to give or receive.
I'll go find us a private car and driver, Chris informs me. You stay with the bags.I purse my lips. Yes, Master.He arches a brow. Why is it that I can only get you to say that sarcastically?Because ac...
I try to fight what I am feeling but his words play in my head. Anytime soon. Eventually he will leave. We need each other right now, I tell myself, two broken people who have connected in the depths...
I prefer to think of it as a knack for coming to your rescue, he declares huskily and winks, before he proceeds to wipe up my mess. Oh good God. I've made Chris Merit my janitor. And, he winked at me....
I never lie to any man because I don’t fear anyone. The only time you lie is when you are afraid. —John Gotti CHAPTER
I moan with his words, with the boldness of this man, with the ease at which he can spin my world around and drive me wild. I am close to the sweet spot, moving against his hand, arching into his touc...
Husband, she said and her lips curved, before she grinned. Since we can’t wear wedding rings and still shift, do I get my fur lined cuffs instead?
His presence in my life is like the lighthouse in stormy waters to a ship lost at sea.
His eyes hold mine and the depth of power and heat I find there are as limitless as what he makes me feel.
He’s right. He is. But thankfully he’s a dickhead who doesn’t seem to know my panties are in Chris’s pocket.
Focus on what you can control... Kow what you can bend to your will, and don't waste energy on what you can't.
Escape, baby. The lack of control is control. When you’re hanging on each moment, anticipating what comes next, it leaves room for nothing else. That’s what I want to do for you. …And who helps you es...
Darkness surrounded me, a complete absence of light that left me shaking inside. No. It wasn’t the darkness that had me shaking. It was him. I could feel him, even if I could not see him. Oh yes, I co...
Anyone who wants to hurt you has to come through me first.
Locking myself in a shell of an existence isn't healing. It's hiding.
Know I’ll never fully control her, and the very thing that would have made her wrong for me in the past is the very thing that makes her what I want and need now. She is freedom. She is passion. She i...
All the ways I want her affected. I lean in and press my cheek to hers, brushing my lips over her delicate skin, inhaling that sweet scent of her even as I nuzzle her neck. I want you in a bad way, wo...
You use arrogance and control to hide the real you. But I’ve seen you. I know you.
You know, sweetheart, I know I'm fucked up. But if you think the guy trying to protect you instead of walk all over you is the one trying to run your life, you're just as fucked up as I am.
You have this deer-in-headlights look sometimes that I'm sure means you're going to run. Run to me, Amy, not from me.