“She rubbed her cheek on his chest like a sleepy cat. “I like when you hold me.” Dios, she was going to… — Cherise Sinclair Copy Share Image
“Am I your dom, little rabbit?” “Yes.” Her red-brown brows drew together. “What’s wrong?” “Not a thing.” He gave her a faint… — Cherise Sinclair Copy Share Image
“Master, don’t. Please.” “Please is a great word–and I intend to please. Me, for sure. Maybe even you.” Lindsey and deVries” — Cherise Sinclair Copy Share Image
“Talk about insanity. Being attracted to deVries was like a moth saying, "Hey, let's go check out that awesome bonfire".” — cherise sinclair Copy Share Image
“Christian Gray visited the Shadowlands and the real Doms laughed him out of the club. From Chat with Cherise Sinclair 08/17/12” — Cherise Sinclair Copy Share Image
“Some people - and a high percentage of submissives - wanted clear-cut rules. Preferred their duties laid out, like schedules and lists.” — Cherise Sinclair Copy Share Image
“Yea though I walk through the Valley of Death, I shall fear no evil, for I am the baddest M-F in the valley.” — Cherise Sinclair Copy Share Image
“Toys? When a man—a dom—said toys, he didn’t mean stuffed animals or baseballs.” — Cherise Sinclair Copy Share Image
“God, you’re uptight. Did the aliens maybe forget to remove your anal probe?” — Cherise Sinclair Copy Share Image
“You’re so damn big,” she whispered. “Why, thank you cariño,” he said.” — Cherise Sinclair Copy Share Image
“You know, there are very few people I could tell that to and have them laugh instead of calling the cops. Or mental health.” — Cherise Sinclair Copy Share Image
