Am I your dom, little rabbit?”“Yes.” Her red-brown brows drew together. “What’s wrong?”“Not a thing.” He gave her a fain — Cherise Sinclair, Make Me, Sir
Am I your dom, little rabbit?”“Yes.” Her red-brown brows drew together. “What’s wrong?”“Not a thing.” He gave her a fain — Cherise Sinclair, Make Me, Sir
Am I your dom, little rabbit?”“Yes.” Her red-brown brows drew together. “What’s wrong?”“Not a thing.” He gave her a fain — Cherise Sinclair, Make Me, Sir
Am I your dom, little rabbit?”“Yes.” Her red-brown brows drew together. “What’s wrong?”“Not a thing.” He gave her a fain — Cherise Sinclair, Make Me, Sir
Am I your dom, little rabbit?”“Yes.” Her red-brown brows drew together. “What’s wrong?”“Not a thing.” He gave her a fain — Cherise Sinclair, Make Me, Sir
Am I your dom, little rabbit?”“Yes.” Her red-brown brows drew together. “What’s wrong?”“Not a thing.” He gave her a fain — Cherise Sinclair, Make Me, Sir
Am I your dom, little rabbit?”“Yes.” Her red-brown brows drew together. “What’s wrong?”“Not a thing.” He gave her a fain — Cherise Sinclair, Make Me, Sir
Am I your dom, little rabbit?”“Yes.” Her red-brown brows drew together. “What’s wrong?”“Not a thing.” He gave her a fain — Cherise Sinclair, Make Me, Sir
Am I your dom, little rabbit?”“Yes.” Her red-brown brows drew together. “What’s wrong?”“Not a thing.” He gave her a fain — Cherise Sinclair, Make Me, Sir
Am I your dom, little rabbit?”“Yes.” Her red-brown brows drew together. “What’s wrong?”“Not a thing.” He gave her a fain — Cherise Sinclair, Make Me, Sir
Am I your dom, little rabbit?”“Yes.” Her red-brown brows drew together. “What’s wrong?”“Not a thing.” He gave her a fain — Cherise Sinclair, Make Me, Sir
Am I your dom, little rabbit?”“Yes.” Her red-brown brows drew together. “What’s wrong?”“Not a thing.” He gave her a fain — Cherise Sinclair, Make Me, Sir
Am I your dom, little rabbit?”“Yes.” Her red-brown brows drew together. “What’s wrong?”“Not a thing.” He gave her a fain — Cherise Sinclair, Make Me, Sir
Am I your dom, little rabbit?”“Yes.” Her red-brown brows drew together. “What’s wrong?”“Not a thing.” He gave her a fain — Cherise Sinclair, Make Me, Sir
Am I your dom, little rabbit?”“Yes.” Her red-brown brows drew together. “What’s wrong?”“Not a thing.” He gave her a fain — Cherise Sinclair, Make Me, Sir
Am I your dom, little rabbit?”“Yes.” Her red-brown brows drew together. “What’s wrong?”“Not a thing.” He gave her a fain — Cherise Sinclair, Make Me, Sir
Am I your dom, little rabbit?”“Yes.” Her red-brown brows drew together. “What’s wrong?”“Not a thing.” He gave her a fain — Cherise Sinclair, Make Me, Sir
Am I your dom, little rabbit?”“Yes.” Her red-brown brows drew together. “What’s wrong?”“Not a thing.” He gave her a fain — Cherise Sinclair, Make Me, Sir
Am I your dom, little rabbit?”“Yes.” Her red-brown brows drew together. “What’s wrong?”“Not a thing.” He gave her a fain — Cherise Sinclair, Make Me, Sir
Am I your dom, little rabbit?”“Yes.” Her red-brown brows drew together. “What’s wrong?”“Not a thing.” He gave her a fain — Cherise Sinclair, Make Me, Sir
Am I your dom, little rabbit?”“Yes.” Her red-brown brows drew together. “What’s wrong?”“Not a thing.” He gave her a fain — Cherise Sinclair, Make Me, Sir
Am I your dom, little rabbit?”“Yes.” Her red-brown brows drew together. “What’s wrong?”“Not a thing.” He gave her a fain — Cherise Sinclair, Make Me, Sir
Am I your dom, little rabbit?”“Yes.” Her red-brown brows drew together. “What’s wrong?”“Not a thing.” He gave her a fain — Cherise Sinclair, Make Me, Sir
Am I your dom, little rabbit?”“Yes.” Her red-brown brows drew together. “What’s wrong?”“Not a thing.” He gave her a fain — Cherise Sinclair, Make Me, Sir
Am I your dom, little rabbit?”“Yes.” Her red-brown brows drew together. “What’s wrong?”“Not a thing.” He gave her a fain — Cherise Sinclair, Make Me, Sir
Am I your dom, little rabbit?”“Yes.” Her red-brown brows drew together. “What’s wrong?”“Not a thing.” He gave her a fain — Cherise Sinclair, Make Me, Sir
Am I your dom, little rabbit?”“Yes.” Her red-brown brows drew together. “What’s wrong?”“Not a thing.” He gave her a fain — Cherise Sinclair, Make Me, Sir
Am I your dom, little rabbit?”“Yes.” Her red-brown brows drew together. “What’s wrong?”“Not a thing.” He gave her a fain — Cherise Sinclair, Make Me, Sir
Am I your dom, little rabbit?”“Yes.” Her red-brown brows drew together. “What’s wrong?”“Not a thing.” He gave her a fain — Cherise Sinclair, Make Me, Sir
Am I your dom, little rabbit?”“Yes.” Her red-brown brows drew together. “What’s wrong?”“Not a thing.” He gave her a fain — Cherise Sinclair, Make Me, Sir
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Am I your dom, little rabbit?”“Yes.” Her red-brown brows drew together. “What’s wrong?”“Not a thing.” He gave her a faint smile, and his gravelly voice deepened. “I thought I’d tell you we’re getting married next month.”~Nolan and Beth~

— Cherise Sinclair, Make Me, Sir
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MacKensie, much as men don't like to share this fact, we rarely die from not getting off. — Cherise Sinclair, The Dom's Dungeon
She couldn’t take her eyes from the dancing flame. No, this was so wrong. Candles should be used for meditation…for roma — Cherise Sinclair, Make Me, Sir
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Oh lord and master. High muckety-muck. — Cherise Sinclair, Make Me, Sir
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She took a second look at him, at his fancy tailored suit. Dark gray with pinstripes. Oh please, like she’d really belie — Cherise Sinclair, Make Me, Sir
You little subs make me nervous. Being around you is too much like walking into a room filled with tiny kittens and tryi — Cherise Sinclair, Lean on Me
You dickweed! Are you always stupid, or is today a special occasion? — Cherise Sinclair, Make Me, Sir
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Toys? When a man—a dom—said toys, he didn’t mean stuffed animals or baseballs. — Cherise Sinclair, To Command and Collar
Chocolate's better than sex any day. — Cherise Sinclair, Lean on Me