“You know what?” I stood up. I’d had enough and he hadn’t even started. “Six foster kids a few months ago doesn’t make you an expert. Not by a sight. It makes you crazier than a shithouse rat.” “Maybe, but—”… — C.D. Reiss Copy Share Image
“You may not love her any more, but you respect her. Which is more than I can say for how you feel about me.” — C.D. Reiss Copy Share Image
“Was there anyone before you? You might have thought so at the the time. I feel like no one's ever loved me before. I'm… — C.D. Reiss Copy Share Image
“...Tomorrow I'm going to destroy you. I'm going to mark your body and ruin your mind. By noon, you won't know whether to laugh… — C.D. Reiss Copy Share Image
“I want to fuck you right here, teacup.” “The engraved invitation’s in the mail.” I raised my leg over his waist and he tucked… — C.D. Reiss Copy Share Image
“I was many things. I was submissive. I was masochistic. I was trusting. I was a sexual slave. But obedient? Not as much.” — C.D. Reiss Copy Share Image
“And right now, the only thing I want to face is a certain hot alpha racecar driver on my Kindle.” — C.D. Reiss Copy Share Image
