Lorraine

“Y-es,” I say, nodding. The friction of his jeans rubs in just the right spot. “God—” He slaps the side of my breast, cutting me off. “There is no God here, sweetheart. Make no mistake, you will kneel for me, but the things I have planned for you are anything but holy.” I moan, knowing that I’ll devote my life to him. I’ll be his most trusted servant.”
― Shantel Tessier, Carnage

“You’re so fucking beautiful; I want to cut the eyes from those who get the privilege to look at you,” he rasps, licking his lips predatorily.”
― H.D. Carlton, Hunting Adeline

“You keep the blanket,” he said. Heat sparked in his eyes. “I’d rather get you into mine.”
― K.F. Breene, Sin & Chocolate

“He hums at me. “You use pretty words as sharp knives, and I think you’ve become attached to seeing me scarred. Do they make your pussy wet, baby?”
― H.D. Carlton, Hunting Adeline