“What do we have here?” Grant slurs at me. He seems different and it raises flags in my mind. His fingers wrap around a… — Erica Chilson Copy Share Image
“BDSM isn't about play, not for pleasure purists. It's our own fucked up version of therapy. If we weren't fucked up, sick and twisted… — Erica Chilson Copy Share Image
“I try to ignore the fact that I can feel Kieren's hard-on against my ass and that it's perfectly pressing into me. I tell… — Erica Chilson Copy Share Image
“Cassie,” I growl at the young brunette. “How’s the sobriety?” Alex brought the submissive to us. She’s an addict that he councils at Transcend.… — Erica Chilson Copy Share Image
“Men and women, alike, can’t help but stare at breasts, even if they aren’t that great. It’s like a car wreck, you just can’t… — Erica Chilson Copy Share Image
“Gentleman,” I purr smoothly in greeting. Ezra and Cort circle me like sharks scenting blood. I know who they are, but not who is… — Erica Chilson Copy Share Image
“But no one is listening because we are too busy trying to figure out where we went wrong, how we broke our children. It’s… — Erica Chilson Copy Share Image
“I enter. I’m not scared of Master Ez. I lean against the door with my eyes shut and breathe. Why did he ask me… — Erica Chilson Copy Share Image
“In the past I was a vicious hunter. I would stalk my prey with pinpoint accuracy. Ever since Monica came into my life I’ve… — Erica Chilson Copy Share Image
“I’m sorry for what I’m about to do. If you survive, I promise I will find you. We will be together again,” he swears.” — Erica Chilson Copy Share Image
