“I’m not a notch on a belt.” “You could never be a notch, London Chantelle. You’re the whole belt, sugar.” — Elizabeth SaFleur Copy Share Image
“I always wondered. If…” Her mouth was on autopilot. “If what, Ella?” “If I crossed your mind wherever you were.” “You don’t… — Elizabeth SaFleur Copy Share Image
“He snaked an arm around her waist and pulled her into him with an unyielding strength. She’d been unmistakably seized.” — Elizabeth SaFleur Copy Share Image
“Her inexperience demanding to be overturned intrigued him. She’d called him a gentleman. He was. When shown a door, he’d been taught… — Elizabeth SaFleur Copy Share Image
“Most politicians’ voices dripped with air kisses and firm handshakes, affable and approachable, telling you what you wanted to hear. But Jonathon… — Elizabeth SaFleur Copy Share Image
“She wanted to know what his body would feel like under her hands. Her palms slid, almost as if under someone else’s… — Elizabeth SaFleur Copy Share Image
“She’d never been the kind of woman who angered over being told what to do. She’d never felt unequal or demeaned in… — Elizabeth SaFleur Copy Share Image
“He brought his lips and hot breath close to her ear. “And once I have you bound and helpless, how should I… — Elizabeth SaFleur Copy Share Image
“Jonathan took her hand. “Christiana.” “Yes?” Her rosebud lips parted on an involuntary sigh, and his imagination got the better of his… — Elizabeth SaFleur Copy Share Image
“She’d never been the kind of woman who angered over being told what to do. She’d never felt unequal or demeaned in a submissive… — Elizabeth SaFleur Copy Share Image
“Most politicians’ voices dripped with air kisses and firm handshakes, affable and approachable, telling you what you wanted to hear. But Jonathon Brond had… — Elizabeth SaFleur Copy Share Image
“I always wondered. If…” Her mouth was on autopilot. “If what, Ella?” “If I crossed your mind wherever you were.” “You don’t cross my… — Elizabeth SaFleur Copy Share Image
“If you really want to be happy, nobody can stop you." ~Mary Trickey” — Elizabeth SaFleur Copy Share Image
“Her inexperience demanding to be overturned intrigued him. She’d called him a gentleman. He was. When shown a door, he’d been taught to open… — Elizabeth SaFleur Copy Share Image
“I’m not a notch on a belt.” “You could never be a notch, London Chantelle. You’re the whole belt, sugar.” — Elizabeth SaFleur Copy Share Image
“He brought his lips and hot breath close to her ear. “And once I have you bound and helpless, how should I take you?… — Elizabeth SaFleur Copy Share Image
“She wanted to know what his body would feel like under her hands. Her palms slid, almost as if under someone else’s control, under… — Elizabeth SaFleur Copy Share Image
“Jonathan took her hand. “Christiana.” “Yes?” Her rosebud lips parted on an involuntary sigh, and his imagination got the better of his intellect. It… — Elizabeth SaFleur Copy Share Image
“What will happen if I say yes?” “What you want. What you’ve probably always wanted.” Her eyes misted with a surprising vulnerability. “Yes.” — Elizabeth SaFleur Copy Share Image
“He snaked an arm around her waist and pulled her into him with an unyielding strength. She’d been unmistakably seized.” — Elizabeth SaFleur Copy Share Image
