Cherise Sinclair Quotes - Page 2

Now, can I help you with something? I’m new, but I’ll do my best to figure out how to get what you need.”…“That’s good to hear, Abby, since I need your breasts for a few minutes.

You, lass, have a self-image problem.”Well, that might be a little true, but she also had a mirror.

To have to perform a scene, a punishment scene like that, was extremely unpleasant. It bothered me to hurt you, Jessica,” he growled. “You will let me hold you, and offer me some comfort in return.

the only thing men are fast at is sex.

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

You have a gorgeous ass, and it holds handprints beautiful

A little insecurity in a submissive wasn’t a bad thing, but her doubts shouldn’t be whether the Dominant cared.

The fun we’ll have tonight is called figging.

I'm a big man, sugar. When I come down on a woman, I want soft, not a bundle of sticks that I might break." - Logan

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

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.

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

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

Sex is a team sport, sugar.

Gabi to Marcus "I can't believe out of one hundred thousand sperm, you were the fastest!

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

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?

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.

We were in the middle of a scene, and this crazy woman comes roaring out of the crowd, screaming, grabs my whip, and damned if she didn’t punch me.” Rubbing his reddened chin, the man’s lips curved a little. “It’s almost funny, but still, she ruined our scene.

She realised she was whimpering. Sir held her closer, his hard grip reassuring. This wasn't a dream; he really was here.

Feelings are feelings. They don't have dumb or smart labels,

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

You’re so damn big,” she whispered.“Why, thank you cariño,” he said.

That’s means you’re mine. Mine to care for.” He ran his thumb over her full lower lip. “Mine to fuck.” He leaned forward, his mouth an inch from hers. “And mine to protect. Don’t forget that.” Zander deVries

He'd seen when she began to panic, but he hadn't offered comfort like other Doms or changed his plans. He'd just waited her out. She could hate him a little for that.

Gabi glared. "If you want to add some variety to your sex life, why don't you just use your other hand?

Oh lord and master. High muckety-muck.

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

Impertinent submissive,” Raoul snapped, and his dark brown eyes turned mean. “Nothing new for this one. You're doing a lousy job of bringing her to heel, Marcus.”“Bring me to heel? Like I'm a dog?” Without thinking, Gabi instinctively yanked away and snapped out, “Bite me.

Whatever demon invented stiletto-heeled boots should roast in hell...

You have a piercing.” “So I do.”“Didn’t that hurt?”“A bit.

An older dom snorted. “Atherton uses the word escort loosely. The last time someone messed with a trainee, he threw the guy across the bar. Strolled over, waited for the idiot to stand up, punched his lights out, and dragged him by his jacket collar out of the place. Escorted him, my ass. Didn’t even wrinkle that fancy suit.” He took a sip of his beer and added, “Atherton is invariably polite, but nobody in their right mind fucks with his trainees.

You wouldn’t be here if you didn’t care, Abby.”“I don’t.” She glared at him, so full of life she almost glowed.“You do.” He kissed the pouting lips lightly. “And I’m going to keep you.

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

Right on the edge of fear was where trust could grow.

You're my hero, Rhage."Ears pricked up, Rhage watched her closely. Anything she said was important to him, and how lovely was that?"I always thought I'd grow up and find my own hero." Rainie grimaced at herself in the mirror. Obviously she shouldn't have wasted her youth on reading and daydreaming. "But I gave up; I'm not holding out for a hero anymore.

No. No, I don’t want my hands restrained.”“Yes. You do.

I’m a firm believer in equality at all times—”“At all times,” he repeated. “However, in the bedroom or in the club, I am a lot more equal than you.

You're very lovely, gatita."Her brows pulled together, and she gave him a skeptical stare."Do not look at your master as if he's an idiot.

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 changing this association between caring and spanking.

Be brave, little rabbit. Take a chance.

It's hard for an educated woman to turn her head off. That's part of the joy of being a submissive. None of the decisions are yours. When you can't refuse anything and can't even move, those voices in your head go silent. All you can do, and all you are permitted to do, is feel.

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 hands over her body, made her feel so...so beautiful, Desirable.

When something horrible happens, your brain doesn't process the memories right. It stores everything-- sounds, pain, smells, feelings-- all mixed up. It doesn't matter if you believed it or it made sense; it gets stored.