Cherise Sinclair Quotes & Sayings

No, no, I don't want that."
"I didn't ask. — Cherise Sinclair

Give me her damn address, you sadistic bastard. — Cherise Sinclair

That was not only the final straw but the entire pile of hay. — Cherise Sinclair

That's very nice. You may continue doing that. — Cherise Sinclair

And he calls it playing? Like, whatever happened to chess? Or cards? Or tag? — Cherise Sinclair

You want company, sugar?"
Her eyes brimmed with tears, and she could only nod.
"Good answer. You saved yourself a fight. — Cherise Sinclair

Madre de Dios, the way he looks at you, like he's just waiting to get you into bed. — Cherise Sinclair

Master Sam - After that, I'm going to fuck you." She could hear the control in his voice. "Hurt you and fuck you so hard that everyone in the club hears you scream my name. — Cherise Sinclair

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

That's an awful lot of littles, don't you think?"
"Perhaps." He displayed his hand. "Big." He set hers next to his, so small and delicate contrasted with his thick, blunt fingers. Why did holding her fragile hand raise every protective instinct he had? — Cherise Sinclair

God," she moaned.
"I usually suggest Sir or Master, but I suppose God is adequately respectful. — Cherise Sinclair

Talk about insanity. Being attracted to deVries was like a month saying, "Hey, let's go check out that awesome bonfire". — Cherise Sinclair

Responsibility and confidence and self-control are internal, so don't overlook the quiet guy in the corner. He might be shorter, and yet able to drop you to your knees with a low command. — Cherise Sinclair

This was like being Alice in a very twisted Wonderland ... — Cherise Sinclair

This is the owner of Dark Haven. Master Xavier. Call him 'my liege.'"
Xavier sighed. He had no idea who'd first given him that title, but the submissives took such delight in it, he'd allowed it to continue. — Cherise Sinclair

Any ham-handed idiot can make a woman scream. I prefer to assess ... responsiveness. — Cherise Sinclair

I like my women soft and round. His blue gaze burned into hers. I don't lie, Becca. I love your body, every single curve, every dimple, every scar. — Cherise Sinclair

Thank you sweetie, I didn't know how much I needed you.. Perhaps now you might provide me with something else."
"Oh? What if I'm not in the mood to provide anything else but food?"
"Since I'm the master and you're the sub, seems like you get to provide it anyway. — Cherise Sinclair

You see, when you're excited, your body has trouble telling the difference between pain and pleasure. — Cherise Sinclair

A woman could simply pull her shirt down, show some extra cleavage, and mesmerize every guy in the room. If a man opened his jeans and let his cock poke out, every woman in the place would be calling for the cops. — Cherise Sinclair

Pull up your big-girl panties, Gabi. — Cherise Sinclair

The easiest way to keep a woman over your shoulder is with a hand on her ass, and the other between her legs. — Cherise Sinclair

"More."
"You'll get more ... but it'll be my way, not yours. — Cherise Sinclair

Gabi glared. If you want to add some variety to your sex life, why don't you just use your other hand? — Cherise Sinclair

But as she walked up to him, the warmth in his gaze made her feel ... beautiful. — Cherise Sinclair

Toys? When a man - a dom - said toys, he didn't mean stuffed animals or baseballs. — Cherise Sinclair

She could just imagine, all her friends and family mourning around her grave. The tombstone would read Kari Wagner, Died of Sheer Stupidity.
It would be almost as bad to have her grave marker read Died of Terminal Bedroom Boredom. — Cherise Sinclair

I'm sorry to tell you this, sprite, but you are definitely little. — Cherise Sinclair

the only thing men are fast at is sex. — Cherise Sinclair

She realised she was whimpering. Sir held her closer, his hard grip reassuring. This wasn't a dream; he really was here. — Cherise Sinclair

God didn't promise us safety. Just a chance to live. To love. — Cherise Sinclair

She took a second look at him, at his fancy tailored suit. Dark gray with pinstripes. Oh please, like she'd really believe he was a dom at all? "Gabrielle Anderson. Are you sure you're Master Marcus?"
"Why would you think I'm not Master Marcus?" he asked. Well, good grief. She waved a hand at him and kept the duh from slipping out. Just in case he really was Master Marcus. Maybe he hadn't changed yet or something. "The suit? Where are your leathers or latex or ... biker jacket or vest? And black? Did you forget to wear black?"
He stared for a second, as if she'd turned into a drooling idiot, and then simply roared. Deep, full laughter - amazing coming from someone who looked like he should have a stick up his ass. — Cherise Sinclair

Hey, flow charts are one thing, spatial skills another. — Cherise Sinclair

You're very lovely, gatita."
Her brows pulled together, and she gave him a skeptical stare.
"Do not look at your master as if he's an idiot. — Cherise Sinclair

I do like seeing you in chains, darlin'. — Cherise Sinclair

God, you're uptight. Did the aliens maybe forget to remove your anal probe? — Cherise Sinclair

Jessica - "You might be a Mistress, but you're also in our gang. And a woman needs her posse around her when things go bad. — Cherise Sinclair

We were in the middle of a scene, and this crazy woman comes roaring out of the crowd, screaming, grabs my whip, and damned if she didn't punch me." Rubbing his reddened chin, the man's lips curved a little. "It's almost funny, but still, she ruined our scene. — Cherise Sinclair

Did you ever wonder what life would be like if you'd had enough oxygen at birth? — Cherise Sinclair

You know how really big guys are always nicknamed Tiny?" She didn't wait for any response, afraid she'd chicken out. "Guess that would make you Master Munchkin, huh? — Cherise Sinclair

How can the world go on when mine has been destroyed? — Cherise Sinclair

Sex is a team sport, sugar. — Cherise Sinclair

Learn to stand up. Learn to fall down. Life's lessons didn't stop; they continued to the day of death. — Cherise Sinclair

You bloated dickhead, you really are proof that evolution can go in reverse. — Cherise Sinclair

Whatever demon invented stiletto-heeled boots should roast in hell ... — Cherise Sinclair

An older dom snorted. "Atherton uses the word escort loosely. The last time someone messed with a trainee, he threw the guy across the bar. Strolled over, waited for the idiot to stand up, punched his lights out, and dragged him by his jacket collar out of the place. Escorted him, my ass. Didn't even wrinkle that fancy suit." He took a sip of his beer and added, "Atherton is invariably polite, but nobody in their right mind fucks with his trainees. — Cherise Sinclair

She frowned at him. "You're bossy."
"Yes, I am," he agreed, amiably. "Isn't it a shame you happen to like that? — Cherise Sinclair

Logic is an excellent weapon when employed correctly. — Cherise Sinclair

Cages, spanking benches, sawhorses, bondage tables. Scene after scene. Throaty moans, high screams, whining, whimpering, and groaning. Jesus, Mary, and Joseph. All his cop instincts shouted for him to get his cuffs out and start arresting people. — Cherise Sinclair

And since I am a man, I would appreciate it if you would cry for us both, gatita. — Cherise Sinclair

Slut. I'm a dirty-
The sound of a hand hitting flesh was simultaneous with the shocking sting on her bottom. "Ow!"
"You don't think those nasty thoughts about my sumisita, Kimberly. — Cherise Sinclair

If you are with me long, I will begin to spell Master with two M's. — Cherise Sinclair

If God
wanted humans to eat vegetables, he wouldn't have
colored them green. Green things are moldy. — Cherise Sinclair

Rough Night, Kitten? — Cherise Sinclair

God, two men in one day had made her blush. Worse - were making her hornier than an off-duty Marine in Taiwan. — Cherise Sinclair

He didn't require some eighteen-year-old to make his cock hard. He wanted a woman, one with lines in her face that said she'd done some living and had learned to cry. And to laugh. — Cherise Sinclair

A girl could get to hate Doms. — Cherise Sinclair

Dios, she'd never come so hard in her life. How many people died this way? How would he ever explain to the ambulance crews that he'd chained his girlfriend out on the deck and killed her with too many orgasms? — Cherise Sinclair

Oh lord and master. High muckety-muck. — Cherise Sinclair

No matter what historians claimed, BC really stood for Before Coffee. — Cherise Sinclair

Maybe I'll just stand here for the half hour and pretend to be a statue. "You were given an order, sub," he said softly.
Or not. — Cherise Sinclair

Breathing in her clean, sweet scent was like unexpectedly finding almond cookies. So fucking sweet. — Cherise Sinclair

You, lass, have a self-image problem.
Well, that might be a little true, but she also had a mirror. — Cherise Sinclair

So, so sorry. Really sorry. Master. Sir. Emperor of the world. God of the universe. — Cherise Sinclair

Groupies? Did BDSM have groupies? — Cherise Sinclair

What are you doing?"
"Whatever I want. — Cherise Sinclair

You're allowed to look, sweetheart, he murmured, running a finger down her hot cheek. I enjoy having your eyes on me. — Cherise Sinclair

As a submissive needed the security of a dominant's arms, the dominant needed to provide it. — Cherise Sinclair

I'll work with her." For now. Then he gave Z a steady look and drew his line in the sand. "You are the owner, sir, but they're my trainees. I would be most grateful if you could remember that." Don't do it again.
Gray eyes level, Z tilted his head in acknowledgement and slid the trainee's paperwork down the bar top.
With a grin, the bartender set a drink on the bar. "You know, Marcus, you say fuck you almost as politely as the boss."
-Master Z, Marcus and Cullen — Cherise Sinclair

If you keep all those thoughts inside, your brain will explode. — Cherise Sinclair

When something horrible happens, your brain doesn't process the memories right. It stores everything
sounds, pain, smells, feelings
all mixed up. It doesn't matter if you believed it or it made sense; it gets stored. — Cherise Sinclair

Concrete meets face. Face loses. — Cherise Sinclair

Some people - and a high percentage of submissives - wanted clear-cut rules. Preferred their duties laid out, like schedules and lists. — Cherise Sinclair

When I want to." He ran his finger over her lips. "You don't get a vote, honey. — Cherise Sinclair

You spanked me," she told him.
"I did." He lifted her shoulders high enough to push a wedge pillow under the pad. "And I enjoyed it very much. You have a very spankable ass, no? — Cherise Sinclair

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

Gabi to Marcus I can't believe out of one hundred thousand sperm, you were the fastest! — Cherise Sinclair

Damn, you're soft. I have trouble keeping my hands off you.
Okay, serious melty stuff. — Cherise Sinclair

You're my hero, Rhage."
Ears pricked up, Rhage watched her closely. Anything she said was important to him, and how lovely was that?
"I always thought I'd grow up and find my own hero." Rainie grimaced at herself in the mirror. Obviously she shouldn't have wasted her youth on reading and daydreaming. "But I gave up; I'm not holding out for a hero anymore. — Cherise Sinclair

Kim flicked her fingers in annoyance. "The scum suckers didn't want to hear they're not gods in the bedroom or that you could possibly want anything other than what they did." She snickered. "Really, Linda, you should be ashamed, crushing their little egos. — Cherise Sinclair

Ben - People and animals and plants will leave you, but the
joy of having them, for however long, is worth the sorrow. — Cherise Sinclair

Bookstore withdrawal - who would suspect such a thing existed? — Cherise Sinclair

Well hell. He'd gotten sucked right into caring for this little bundle of troubles. — Cherise Sinclair

You are such a sleazeball, Rhodes - walking, talking proof of why siblings shouldn't marry. — Cherise Sinclair

Now, can I help you with something? I'm new, but I'll do my best to figure out how to get what you need."
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"That's good to hear, Abby, since I need your breasts for a few minutes. — Cherise Sinclair

Bound, whether by my will or my rope, open to me in all ways. — Cherise Sinclair

yet energy flowed between them. As her surrender and response heightened his own pleasure and increased his ability to read her, he could play her better, which increased her response, and on and on, spiraling upward into the instinctive dance linking a dominant and submissive. — Cherise Sinclair

Coffee and chocolate - the inventor of mocha should be sainted. — Cherise Sinclair

By the way, you have a fine ass. Sir. — Cherise Sinclair

No. No, I don't want my hands restrained."
"Yes. You do. — Cherise Sinclair

Feelings are feelings. They don't have dumb or smart labels, — Cherise Sinclair

That reminds me - I want you to start practicing the dances you learned. Show me one before bed tonight." He nuzzled her hair and murmured, "If it is adequate, I will take you and please us both. If not, I'll beat on you first for a while and then take you anyway." She gave a sigh of utter content and leaned back on his chest. "Yes, Master. — Cherise Sinclair

It's a corollary to Murphy's law. If you're not prepared, bad things will happen. If you are, nothing goes wrong. — Cherise Sinclair

Can't you hurry? Please?" "It'll get done when it gets done, lady. — Cherise Sinclair

Master Nolan - When a Dom takes control, leaving no choices for the sub, he has to see to all her needs, not just sexual, but emotional and physical also. If your Dom doesn't do that, then you find a new Dom. — Cherise Sinclair

When he sat up, she gave a sigh and relaxed against the lounge, the exquisite torture over.
His eyes crinkled. "You might not have noticed," he said as if having a conversation in a coffee shop or something, "but last time I looked, women possess two breasts. — Cherise Sinclair

A good relationship is a two-way street, gatita. Submitting and serving is equaled by a master's need to take control, to protect, to make someone happy. — Cherise Sinclair

Why they think everyone should be alike in making love when no one can even agree on what ice cream they like, I'll never know
from Dark Citadel — Cherise Sinclair

Heck, that woman out there looked like she was getting more from one kiss than Jessica had ever gotten from the whole insert-dick-move-around shebang. — Cherise Sinclair

Although he assumed she'd naturally submit to him, he obviously believed she was still her own person. A strong person. — Cherise Sinclair