Knot My Type (All Access, #1)

by Evie Mitchell

I'd have classified her as spun sugar, light and fluffy and extra sweet—if not for her voice. The richness of it forced me to reassess my initial impression—this woman wasn't sugar, she was spice in masquerade.

Our gazes caught, held. In her eyes I read something I'd sorely missed—trust.

Somewhere along the way my libido had taken a nosedive, my dick becoming as picky as a Southern Momma trying to find her virtuous daughter a husband.

"A good rigger doesn't let you just walk out. We make sure you're okay. Our pleasure is bound up with yours, but your safety is always paramount."

"Frankie has spider issues?" Mai sent me a confused glance. "Yes," Annie said solemnly, her expression serious. "In her vagina. There are cobwebs thick enough to—"

"Adults forget to fuel their inner child. And those who had childhood experiences taken away—the kids who grew up far too fast—they deserve it more than most. Play is, and should always be considered, a birthright. Just as breathing, and living, and existing in happiness should be a birthright."

"Safe spaces are great but brave spaces are where it's at for me. And brave spaces mean inviting people in and building connections that might not otherwise exist. They're all about constructive discomfort."

"Withholding the D from a relationship is a violation of at least four Human Rights."

Nothing you've said scares me, Frankie. Everything is a part of who you are—and who you are is someone I want to know more.

"It's not unrealistic to expect a guy to sweep me off my feet. Life imitates art all the time, and don't we all deserve an epic love story?"

I couldn't explain the change but it was as if a mask dropped over him. Out went laughing, funny, adorable Jay and in his place sat sexy Jay—master of ropes, prince of my pussy.

"Kink isn't just about an orgasm. The act can add to sexual pleasure, but sometimes it's less about the sex and more about the release. You're stirring feelings up in the other person. You're giving them what they're searching for—for some that's a sexual release. For others, it's physical or mental freedom."

"Chronic pain is something you learn to deal with. Constantly telling people about it gets tiresome.

I was the fuck boy, not the forever guy.

"I'm gonna fuck you until I'm the only man you remember."

I wanted him to choose me, Chrissy. I wanted him to be strong enough to ignore all the doubt and fear that was within him even though I know there's nothing more powerful in the world.

"I just realized I have an emotionally intelligent man fetish."