“She's clutching the worn leather journal. It's ironic how it now seems like a safety blanket for her, yet to him, it represents a tragic nightmare.” — Ella Frank Copy Share Image
“Logan thought about it for a moment and then asked, “How about Whipped?” Tate’s eyes opened and he looked slightly shocked. “I know I’ve… — Ella Frank Copy Share Image
“Damn. You’re just begging for it today, aren’t you?” Tate’s cheeks flushed at the words, and his sex-hazed eyes were heavy as he slowly… — Ella Frank Copy Share Image
“Tell me, do you have Tate waiting naked for me in my office? Because that would really be the perfect way to thank me… — Ella Frank Copy Share Image
“I want to see you again,” I told him. “I want you to see me.” “Trust me, I do see you,” he stressed. “You’re… — Ella Frank Copy Share Image
“Thank you. Thank you for raising my best friend. For raising the best man I have ever met.” — Ella Frank Copy Share Image
“Suck me, Rachel. Put those sticky lips around my cock and suck it good.” — Ella Frank Copy Share Image
“I believe in fate and I believe you were supposed to walk into my life, so Mason could walk into yours.” — Ella Frank Copy Share Image
“Thank you for my surprise. Now, I won't be able to eat a caramel without thinking about being balls deep inside your sweet, warm… — Ella Frank Copy Share Image
“She is the mystery that is wrapped tightly around the man I am trying so desperately to unravel.” — Ella Frank Copy Share Image
“Josh: "Are you really going to sit there and pretend that I don't exist?" Shel: "I'm not pretending you don't exist. In fact, I… — Ella Frank Copy Share Image
