Possession. Demand. Control. He wants it all. - denial
Possession. Demand. Control. He wants it all. Denial by Lisa Renee Jones
Possession. Demand. Control. He wants it all.
Reality.
Sara, he repeats, his tone low, as if he was trying it out on his tongue, trying me out on his tongue.
She was turning Royce into her knight in shining armor, and she knew all too well that was a fairy tale that didn’t exist.
She’s right, and yet my blood pumps faster, just thinking about having her naked and willingly at my mercy. I can’t help but think she’s exactly what I need: a challenge. And how sweet her submission...
Shit happens, but it only stinks as long as you keep it around.
So you think long and hard about what you see heretoday, and where you’re headed. But if you run, run fast. Because I’m going to come after you. That’sjust the kind of bastard I can’t seem to help bei...
Something I’ve wanted to call you for a very long time. You Tarzan, me Jane? she asked, teasing him.
Sweetheart, if a box of chocolate and some flowers win you over, then you weren’t ever mine to start with. But you are mine. He just doesn’t know it yet. - Nick
Tell me I helped, I say, and it’s a demand. I need to know I can be what he needs, that we can get through the darkness together. You do more than help. You’re the reason I take my next breath. The ho...
That is control. Whether you want it or understand it.
That must have been devastating.At the time, yes, I admit, but it helped me become me. We grow with every mountain we climbed. Even the ones that we fall down.Even those we fall down, she says softly,...
You can embrace who you really are, and we can be whoever we want to be together. My gut clenches at the reference to the way my
The cliffhangers are killer but more then worth it. Surrender can't come out fast enough.
The past is a part of you and us. You can store it away someplace different, but you can't make it go away. And you can't even resolve it until you, we, face it.
You use arrogance and control to hide the real you. But I’ve seen you. I know you.
We have too many of the wrong things in common to be more than sex, and the realization is freedom to me.
The two men’s gazes lock and I am suddenly swimming in a pool of testosterone, in need of a life raft.
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