Kingdom

by W.S. Greer

It feels like I’m on page two hundred and he’s still stuck on page one, but we have love for each other and we’re trying to work it out.

It may make me sound crazy, but I have something dark that lives inside me, and every time I read one of these perfectly written novels about a domineering man who sexes a woman crazy, that darkness gets a little stronger.

The book boyfriends know exactly how to treat a woman, how to touch a woman, and how to fuck a woman. This isn’t wham, bam, thank you, ma’am. Book boyfriends know how to use their hands, and they know that a sex toy isn’t their enemy but their best friend—their tag team partner. The book boyfriends tease the darkness in me that wants more, because they aren't afraid to go further than the average man.

I want to bleed. Bind me. Slap me. Torture me. Whip me. Fuck me.

So, non-readers may laugh at me, but I feel bad for them, because not having a favorite author to set your mind on fire sounds like hell to me.

people often confuse intense passion and honesty with being crazy when the subject is a woman.

“There you go again, trying to make me fall for you on the first date.” “The only place I’d want you to fall for me is to your knees.”

“Yes, I am God in the bedroom.”

Give in to me. Give me control, and let me do what you truly want. I am what’s real. Free me.

He embraces my darkness in his, and I am consumed.

“Simply put, I’m gonna make you my filthy fucking slut. You're going to be absolutely disgusting for me. You will be my whore, existing simply for my use and pleasure, until I discard you like you're nothing when I’m done with you. You're for me to fuck, cum on, cum in, and have my way with, because you're my property.”

“A problem for me? Alina, you're like a dream come true.

“I do think you're fucked up, and that’s what makes you special. I’m fucked up, too. The world’s most interesting people have always been a little fucked up. Let’s see just how fucked up we can be together.”

This is my Kingdom, and nothing happens unless I say so. You're dead until I give you life.”

You’re my girl, and I’m your man.

when you have love, you should also have forgiveness,

“You belong to me, Alina,” he says as he tightens the collar and pushes the loose end through the gold buckle. “You are mine, and I’m yours. Forever. This is your night collar. When we’re here in the Kingdom, you’ll have it on at all times, ready for me to use when I so please. Do you understand?”

“You know I love you, right?” Nas growls as he pulls his T-shirt over his head, revealing tight, hard muscles. I suck in a breath, shocked by seeing him like this after so long. God I missed this. “Yes, Sir,” I answer. “Good,” Nas says, before stepping closer. “Because I’m going to fuck you like I don’t.”

By the time I’m done, you’re going to feel how much I love you. I’m going to put it deep in your stomach. I’m going to fill you with my cum so you never forget who owns you ever again. Do you understand?”