Desired Quotes

“All mine, Ella.” He licked up her sweaty flesh on her neck, enjoying the salty taste. “Your skin is mine to touch.” He inhaled by her ear, nipping at the lobe. “Your scent is mine to drawn in. Your body is mine to enjoy.”
― Stacey Kennedy, Desired

“She soared under his erotic assault. Bringing her bottom lip between his teeth, he gave a fierce bite. Then his hard gaze lifted to hers and he growled, “Say it, and by God, mean it.” Under his force, his stare, his unleashed power, she accepted what he had said—this was right, no matter the issues between them. Now he owned her. Possessed her. Cared for her. She belonged to him.”
― Stacey Kennedy, Desired

“Kyler dropped his chin, his eyes in direct line with hers as he walked her backward. When her back met the wall, he stated, “Sweetheart, baiting a Dom is not suggested. I told you I would only hear that from your mouth once.” Then he crushed his lips on hers. It was a hard, passionate kiss that spoke of anger and lust. And she melted. She followed his mouth, relishing in his lack of restraint. No hesitation. No worry. Just a man kissing a woman in a way that proved he owned her—that she belonged only to him, always to him. He nipped at her mouth. “Mine, Ella.”
― Stacey Kennedy, Desired

“You don’t want to know how much I’ve cried. How long I’ve felt alone. How broken I was and how hard it used to be just to wake up every morning.”
― Stacey Kennedy, Desired

“Some thought to experience BDSM there needed to be pain, an intense flogging or such, but that was not the truth.”
― Stacey Kennedy, Desired

“wasn’t all about the sex. The experience was a sensual dance between a man and a woman. The ropes were an extension of Kyler—his way of showing her she was worthy of such devotion by a Dom. In his care, she tumbled into a sensation so peaceful she never wanted to leave. Her thoughts quieted. Her body softened under the rope.”
― Stacey Kennedy, Desired

“Now she understood the appeal of the lifestyle—the meaning behind it made sense. It wasn’t only rough flogging or kinky sex—it was the exchange of a Dom beautifying his submissive for others to see. Displaying her in the most exquisite way he could.”
― Stacey Kennedy, Desired

“So long she had felt alone. So long she had fought against the world that seemed to be fighting against her.”
― Stacey Kennedy, Desired

“A Dom knows when to hold your hand, and knows when to give it to you rough when you need it.”
― Stacey Kennedy, Desired

“His lips pressed into a firm line. “You want to play this game, little one. This is how it’s done. Always on my terms.”
― Stacey Kennedy, Desired

“When he pushed, Ella didn’t push back, she melted under his command. That screamed submissive to him. A woman who craved to surrender,”
― Stacey Kennedy, Desired

“To be fucked roughly—with pure passion.”
― Stacey Kennedy, Desired

“That was the key to a submissive in such a simple way. She craved to be held and protected, to be safe and happy, and to be in the arms of a man who put her above all else. Where some women wanted companionship with their partners, or a relationship standing on equal ground with their lovers, a submissive wanted just a bit more. To feel deeply. To love deeply, and be loved in return. To know that she belonged with every sense of the word to one man, and that he belonged to her.”
― Stacey Kennedy, Desired