“Whatever demon invented stiletto-heeled boots should roast in hell...”

“Marcus stepped behind the bar, saying, Dan sent me over to assist you and learn how to tend the bar. Doms could be pain-in-the-ass mother hens.”

“Awww, that's sweet. Nothing says I love you like a well-made implement of pain.”

“You little subs make me nervous. Being around you is too much like walking into a room filled with tiny kittens and trying not to step on one.”

“Chocolate's better than sex any day.”

“I'm not likely to forget someone slapping my butt with a big piece of wood.”

“Am I your dom, little rabbit?Yes. Her red-brown brows drew together. Whats wrong?Not a thing. He gave her a faint smile, and his gravelly voice deepened. I thought Id tell you were getting married ...”

“He liked to touch, she realized. In bed, he kept his arms around her or a hand on her like now. The way he played with her breasts, or just touched her, or ran his hands over her body, made her fee...”

“MacKensie, much as men don't like to share this fact, we rarely die from not getting off.”

“Don't get your panties in such a twist... and give me back mine.”

“Listen, I'm bossy. I can't help it. It's who I am and what I do. I'm pushy and I like to take over. But I'm going to work really hard not to do so much and your going to try and accept me the way I...”

“Possess. Have. Hold. Enjoy. Control. Dominate. Pick your verb, Ms. Fairchild. I intend to explore so very many of them.”