Monica Burns

I said kiss me again._ A sultry smile curved her lips. __ould that be such a difficult task to perform?__hrist almighty, she wanted him to kiss her again. And she was ordering him to do so.

I__e told you before, ma chérie, love is not about submission. It is the willingness to give of yourself. That is a great power and gift, if you allow yourself to wield it.

If one plays with fire, one should be prepared to burn, Jane.___ou say that as if I__ in danger from you.___aybe you are,_ Tobias growled as the scent of her invaded his nostrils...

You didn__,_ she said in a resolute voice. __nd you won__ in the future, because with each purging of your soul, your anger will subside until the only release you__l need will be in my arms.

As plain Jane, she had far more to risk than Lady Mystère did. Behind her mask she could be the mistress of his darkest desires, but without it there were consequences to her deception. It was the outcome of her deceit that frightened her. Tobias might despise her for having lied to him.

Perhaps the best way for you to ensure my trust is to make love to me as I deserve to be loved._ At her command, he lifted her into his arms and circled the bed to set her carefully on the mattress. Kneeling at the side of the bed, his gaze met hers, and he bowed his head.__ am yours to command, my Lady.___hen come to bed, my love. I need your arms to keep me warm and your body to fill me until I shatter like glass.

It__ a duress I__l never regret succumbing to,_ he murmured as his hands caressed the soft skin of her shoulders. __t gave me you. I never thought I could love someone so much that I__ be willing to let them go to keep them safe.

Do you trust me to be strong enough_strong enough to love you in the way you need to be loved?