“She couldn’t take her eyes from the dancing flame. No, this was so wrong. Candles should be used for meditation…for romance. Or on a birthday cake at least. So where was the cake? The present? The song? As he stepped… — Cherise Sinclair Copy Share
“In faded leathers and boots, he sure wasn't a clotheshorse like Antonio, and he was sure a lot bigger. The brown leather pants clung to long legs, and his vest opened over a thickly muscled chest. His neck was corded,… — 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
