“Choose your tempo,” he whispered in her ear. “What?” “Fast and hard or slow and easy. Your tempo, your choice. You get to direct this symphony.” — Mari Carr Copy Share Image
“She wanted a degree in business technology, not to be the next freaking Nora Roberts.” — Mari Carr Copy Share Image
“I thought if I created some distance, maybe I wouldn't want you to touch me so badly. Maybe I could come to work today… — Mari Carr Copy Share Image
“Jesus, she was turned-on by his spanking. He should have realized. After everything they'd done Friday night, he knew her taste for sexual adventure… — Mari Carr Copy Share Image
“You’re finally there, Robbie. On stage in front of huge audiences. All of your hard work has paid off. It’s your time.” He didn’t… — Mari Carr Copy Share Image
“The idea of spending any more time in the air was as appealing as a trip to the gynecologist, but she held her peace.” — Mari Carr Copy Share Image
“The idea of committing her body to the hands of a man she trusted was freeing, liberating in a way she couldn't quite explain,… — Mari Carr Copy Share Image
“Promise you’ll never let go of my hand?” He kissed her. It was the easiest vow he’d ever made. “Promise.” — Mari Carr Copy Share Image
“Choose your tempo,” he whispered in her ear. “What?” “Fast and hard or slow and easy. Your tempo, your choice. You get to direct… — Mari Carr Copy Share Image
“Life moves fast, things change. Sometimes I think our only job on this planet is to hold on so we don´t get thrown off… — Mari Carr Copy Share Image
“Ooh baby, the ways we hurt each other in my dreams would straighten those pretty curls of yours.” — Mari Carr Copy Share Image
