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304 pages, Kindle Edition
First published October 6, 2015
AMAZON
I belong to one man and one man alone, and he does not share.”

Silence breathes truth; solitude breeds introspection.”
Your mouth, X."
I sink to my knees. Unzip. Free the slide-and-hook clasp of custom-tailored trousers. Taste flesh. Smoky essence. My hands and mouth on firm, clean, masculine flesh....
I am pulled upright, a broad, hard palm cupping the back of my neck. Eyes bore down on me, pierce me, dark and still furious.
So focused on the man in front of me, am I, that I've noticed nothing of the space around me.
Caleb Indigo was created by an artist for the express purpose of ravishing women. Specifically, in this moment, this woman.
And I hate my body for it.”
I feel shame, embarrassment, revulsion. Hatred. I fell for the sorcery again. Caleb has some way of weaving a spell over me, of making me forget all my objections and all my thoughts and everything that is logical or rational.






“You’re mine, and only mine.”
“I belong to one man and one man alone, and he does not share.”
“There is something there, some spark of need. You incite doubt in me. Make me wonder at my own life, at my ordered existence.”
“I am Madame X, and I am yours.”



"I NEED MORE"
"If I could bleed it out I would"
"You are like all the rest of you-oh, how I hate the lack of youplural conjugation in the English Language; other languages are so much more..."
"Oh, this kiss. It is all. The whole history and the entire potentiality of the future."
"As there is something in the beauty of art that stirs the soul, so is there something in a profoundly vital silence that moves the heart ."


I belong to one man and one man alone, and he does not share. Not like you desire me, at least.
And you--you are not worthy to even think his name. You could not even begin to fathom the sophistication and the polish and the culture and the charm and the elegance and the easy power and the natural domination that man possesses. You just cannot."
I know this is expected of me, and I cannot, dare not resist, or protest. And...part of me doesn't want to. But I wish...I wish for the freedom to choose what I want.

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