#sinclair

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

— Cherise Sinclair

#erotica #lean-on-me #love

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 closer to her—as the damned flame got way too close—she started singing. “Happy birthday to me. Happy birthday to me…” Marcus paused, looking at her in disbelief. See. I knew he didn’t have a sense of humor. “Happy birthday, dear Gabi”—she lifted her head and blew out the candle—“happy birthday to me. ↗

— Cherise Sinclair

#erotica #make-me-sir #humor

Okay, you’re older. Not much, really. And considering you love staying in shape and I refuse to run, we’ll probably get all old and crippled at the same time. If not, then I’ll learn to use a cane, and I’ll get to beat on your ass for a change. ↗

— Cherise Sinclair

#erotica #make-me-sir #change

By the way, you have a fine ass. Sir. ↗

— Cherise Sinclair

#erotica #make-me-sir #erotica

You dickweed! Are you always stupid, or is today a special occasion? ↗

— Cherise Sinclair

#erotica #make-me-sir #erotica

God, you’re uptight. Did the aliens maybe forget to remove your anal probe? ↗

— Cherise Sinclair

#erotica #to-command-and-collar #erotica

Oh lord and master. High muckety-muck. ↗

— Cherise Sinclair

#erotica #make-me-sir #erotica

You dumb-ass ape, get your hand off me. What—are you the first in your family to be born without a tail? ↗

— Cherise Sinclair

#erotica #make-me-sir #family

You are my life, but you are not my purpose. ↗

— Nina Malkin

#life

Am I your dom, little rabbit?” “Yes.” Her red-brown brows drew together. “What’s wrong?” “Not a thing.” He gave her a faint smile, and his gravelly voice deepened. “I thought I’d tell you we’re getting married next month.” ~Nolan and Beth~ ↗

— Cherise Sinclair

#erotic-romance #romance #romantic #romantic