I’d want our wedding to be special. I don’t have a dress, you don’t have a best man, and instead of flowers, we have corpses on poles decorating the front of the house.” “Flowers are on the way, as is my best man, three seamstresses are ready to make any dress you desire, and I’ll have the corpses taken down,” he replied without missing a beat.

Oh, yes, that feels so good," I moaned, and instead of punching Ian, pulled him closer. Breath tickled my neck as he laughed. "I know. I'm truly gifted.

Well, what did I expect? S&M didn't stand for soft and mushy?

His embrace was my drug of choice, and as any addict knew, one sampling was way too many and a thousand never enough.

I might be the only chick in the group, but that didn't make me the damsel in distress.

The last thing that you need to fret about is my feeling emasculated, Kitten; but talk is cheap, so I'll be sure to show you later." ~Bones

I thought Bones looked like a little slice of heaven, but you're the whole cake, aren't you, sugar?