Shy, I can’t be fixed. We won’t ride off into the sunset. There will be no happy ending.
Nina G. JonesStichwörter: romance suspense psychological-suspense bdsm erotica
I was caught by him. I was absolutely, unintentionally ensnared. Held by the look in his cocoa brown eyes when he spoke, commanding me. I shivered at his words as if they were touches sliding down my spine.
Paloma BeckStichwörter: love romance aubrey bdsm hold-my-hand
I was alone in this discovery because it was my secret, my private exploration.
Paloma BeckStichwörter: secrets discovery aubrey bdsm discovering-yourself hold-my-hand
You've done proper already, and it hasn't worked. It's time you do dirty.
Jennifer ProbstStichwörter: bdsm contemporary-romance erotica
I want to discover every hidden secret of your body and a thousand ways to make you scream my name.
Jennifer ProbstStichwörter: bdsm contemporary-romance erotica
God,' he said, 'I have to have you.'
'Take me. Own me. Use me. Pick a verb. Just please.'
'Fuck you. I'm going to fuck you. That's my verb.
He moves suddenly so that his hand is cupping my sex, and one of his fingers sinks slowly into me. His other arm holds me firmly in place around my waist. I suppress my moan.
"This is mine," he whispers aggressively. "All mine. Do you understand?" He eases his finger in and out as he gazes down at me, gauging my reaction, his eyes burning.
"Yes, yours,
Stichwörter: erotic bdsm domination submission erotica erotic-romance
In my eyes, BDSM is not a sexual experience, it's a spiritual connection.
Simon ShroudStichwörter: connection spirituality bdsm
His last thought flashed like a mantra over and over again.
Let the challenge begin.
Stichwörter: romance challenge bdsm
I was Mrs. Taylor yesterday.” I grin at Taylor, who flushes.
“That has a nice ring to it, Miss Steele,” Taylor says matter-of-factly.
“I thought so, too.”
Christian tightens his hold on my hand, scowling. “If you two have quite finished, I’d like a debrief.” He glares at Taylor, who now looks uncomfortable, and I cringe inwardly. I have overstepped the mark.
“Sorry,” I mouth at Taylor, who shrugs and smiles kindly before I turn to follow Christian.
“I’ll be with you shortly. I just want a word with Miss Steele,” Christian says to Taylor, and I know I’m in trouble.
Christian leads me into his bedroom and closes the door.
“Don’t flirt with the staff, Anastasia,” he scolds.
I open my mouth to defend myself—then close it again, then open it. “I wasn’t flirting. I was being friendly—there is a difference.”
“Don’t be friendly with the staff or flirt with them. I don’t like it.”
Oh. Good-bye, carefree Christian. “I’m sorry,” I mutter and stare down at my fingers. He hasn’t made me feel like a child all day. Reaching down he cups my chin, pulling my head up to meet his eyes.
“You know how jealous I am,” he whispers.
“You have no reason to be jealous, Christian. You own me body and soul.
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