Erotica Quotes by Cherise Sinclair

“I do like seeing you in chains, darlin'.”

— Cherise Sinclair

“What we have here is a failure to communicate.”

— Cherise Sinclair

“Chocolate's better than sex any day.”

— Cherise Sinclair

“The fun we’ll have tonight is called figging.”

— Cherise Sinclair

“A girl could get to hate Doms.”

— Cherise Sinclair

“Oh lord and master. High muckety-muck.”

— Cherise Sinclair

“Pull up your big-girl panties, Gabi.”

— Cherise Sinclair

“Darlin’, I wasn’t just a Boy Scout, I was an Eagle Scout.”

— Cherise Sinclair

“God, you’re uptight. Did the aliens maybe forget to remove your anal probe?”

— Cherise Sinclair

“If you are with me long, I will begin to spell Master with two M’s.”

— Cherise Sinclair

“And he calls it playing? Like, whatever happened to chess? Or cards? Or tag?”

— Cherise Sinclair

“MacKensie, much as men don't like to share this fact, we rarely die from not getting off.”

— Cherise Sinclair

“Hey, I see people manacled to log walls all the time. You bet. It’s a popular sport in Bear Flat. Gonna replace…

— Cherise Sinclair

“You dumb-ass ape, get your hand off me. What—are you the first in your family to be born without a tail?”

— Cherise Sinclair

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

— Cherise Sinclair

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

— Cherise Sinclair

“A good relationship is a two-way street, gatita. Submitting and serving is equaled by a master’s need to take control, to protect,…

— Cherise Sinclair

“You little subs make me nervous. Being around you is too much like walking into a room filled with tiny kittens and…

— Cherise Sinclair

“Okay, you’re older. Not much, really. And considering you love staying in shape and I refuse to run, we’ll probably get all…

— Cherise Sinclair

“You know I still don’t like your…hobby.” “Didn’t ask your opinion.” Jake rubbed his aching ribs. “If you want mine: anyone using…

— Cherise Sinclair

“You know how really big guys are always nicknamed Tiny?" She didn’t wait for any response, afraid she’d chicken out. "Guess that…

— Cherise Sinclair

“Impertinent submissive,” Raoul snapped, and his dark brown eyes turned mean. “Nothing new for this one. You're doing a lousy job of…

— Cherise Sinclair

“An older dom snorted. “Atherton uses the word escort loosely. The last time someone messed with a trainee, he threw the guy…

— Cherise Sinclair

“She couldn’t take her eyes from the dancing flame. No, this was so wrong. Candles should be used for meditation…for romance. Or…

— Cherise Sinclair

“She took a second look at him, at his fancy tailored suit. Dark gray with pinstripes. Oh please, like she’d really believe…

— Cherise Sinclair

“You mean you’re not God? Nooo, say it isn’t so!”

— Cherise Sinclair

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

— Cherise Sinclair

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

— Cherise Sinclair

“By the way, you have a fine ass. Sir.”

— Cherise Sinclair

“New Englanders could be so brusque.”

— Cherise Sinclair

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

— Cherise Sinclair

“And since I am a man, I would appreciate it if you would cry for us both, gatita.”

— Cherise Sinclair

“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.”

— Cherise Sinclair

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

— Cherise Sinclair

“If you keep all those thoughts inside, your brain will explode.”

— Cherise Sinclair

“Awww, that's sweet. Nothing says ‘I love you’ like a well-made implement of pain.”

— Cherise Sinclair

“So, so sorry. Really sorry. Master. Sir. Emperor of the world. God of the universe.”

— Cherise Sinclair

“Toys? When a man—a dom—said toys, he didn’t mean stuffed animals or baseballs.”

— Cherise Sinclair

“I'm not likely to forget someone slapping my butt with a big piece of wood.”

— Cherise Sinclair

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

— Cherise Sinclair