Debra J. Falasco > Quotes

“Good God, there was nothing better than a top of the head kiss. Except, maybe a forehead kiss.”
― Debra J. Falasco, Man with a Castle

“A life for a life.”
― Debra J. Falasco, Man with the Mafia

“That’s not what I meant. I’m not your benefactor or your sugar daddy. But I’ll be your master because that’s who you want me to be. You said so yourself-I’m the only man who can make you feel this way,” he growled. Then instantly, his eyes softened, and I witnessed a transformation I hadn’t seen before. Tenderness replaced the carnal look. Rand drew his thumb over my lips as he cupped my chin in his hand. His voice lowered to nearly a whisper. “And I’ll be your slave. Because you need that, too. I’ll be your everything, Sabrina. When are you going to realize that?”
― Debra J. Falasco, Man with a Castle

“Well, if you like my doors, wait until you see my floors.”
― Debra J. Falasco, Man with a Castle

“He shrugged. “I can’t speak for the rest of Scotland, but I rarely use the word myself.” Our eyes met again. “I think I like calling you that. Lass.” He let the word drip from his tongue, and I held onto it until the very last sound. “A green-eyed lass as pretty as the sunset over the loch. Yes, it suits you.” “But my name is Sabrina,” I reminded him playfully. “You said you’d call me ‘M’lord.’ I think it’s fair that I have a nickname for you, too.”
― Debra J. Falasco, Man with a Castle

“A lord, really?” She cocked her head sideways, and I saw a gleam of interest in her eye. “And how did Tyler and Vivien find you? 1-800-Rent-A-Noble?”
― Debra J. Falasco, Man with a Castle

“She wound her arms around my neck. “So, it’s all about pleasing you, is it?” “Aye,” I growled against her neck as I left a trail of kisses down her throat. “But if you’re a good girl, there might be something in it for you, too.” I pulled her sweater over her head and used my tongue to tease her nipple through the lace of her bra. She arched her back and sank her hands into the hair at the nape of my neck. “Then I’ll try to be a very good girl,” she murmured.”
― Debra J. Falasco, Man with a Castle

“You did promise me a walk around the lake.” “Plenty of time for that.” He shrugged as he locked the library door then leaned his back against it. Like a hawk zeroed in on its prey, he watched me. “Stables? Maybe you could teach me to ride a horse? I’ve never ridden a horse before.” That wicked grin of his appeared. He took one step toward me, then another. “Now I think you’re onto something, but it won’t be a horse you ride.”
― Debra J. Falasco, Man with a Castle