Angela Bee Bee

“These are the rules. First, you don't speak unless I tell you to. Second, you do everything I say. No questions asked. No hesitating or arguing. No attitude." He's staring into the depths of my soul, searching for my reaction to his words. Without thinking, like I always do, I open my mouth to speak. He stares at me with a look of disapproval and shakes his head back and forth. "No words, Ivy. Those are the rules.”
― M.K. Gilher, Revival

“After all, if God had wanted men to fuck other men, he'd have given them dicks and shoved a G-spot up their assholes!”
― Nathan Burgoine, Light

“He lowers his mouth to my right ear and whispers, "It's believed when people lose one of their senses, it heightens all others. That's why you're blindfolded." He takes a breath. "I want your complete and utter trust." He pushes himself up against my backside, causing me to stumble forward somewhat. He grabs my hips to steady me. "By giving me your trust, Ivy, you're letting me always be there to catch you.”
― M.K. Gilher, Revival

“He looks down at me and says in a commanding voice, "Stand up."

Without thinking, I'm on my feet. A little eager, Summers? He grasps my hips and turns me around so I'm facing the wall a few feet away. I can feel the heat from his body, but he isn't touching me. He just stands behind me and my anxiety spikes. My heart is racing. I feel his breath brush my ear. "Breathe, Ivy." Shit, he's right. I haven't taken a breath since before my wonderful elevator ride yesterday morning. Inhale. Exhale.”
― M.K. Gilher, Revival