When a woman submits to a man, it's the most precious gift she can give. Herself. Unreservedly. The man has to respect and honor that gift above all else. Even if he respects nothing else in the world, he must respect the woman in his care. It's his sworn duty to protect, honor and cherish his submissive. To take care of her and provide a safe haven. Someone who would put his own needs above his woman's is no man.

Here we are, a man and a woman, both wanting the same things, and yet, you aren’t attracted to me.

How do you maybe hit someone?” Michael drawled. “Okay, so I decked him. At the time he deserved it.

She exists, Damon. There are women out there who crave what we can give them. Once you taste it, you can't ever let go of it.

When would he learn that women never stayed where you put them?

She laid her head against his collarbone, and he kissed her temple. To her shock, she felt a shudder roll through his body about the same time she registered wetness against her skin. Tears. His tears. She started to turn around, but he tightened his grip. “Stay,” he said in a choked voice. “Just let me hold you, baby. Just let me hold you.

I'm not stubborn. My way is just better.