“I like a little danger. Tame danger, controlled by me. It gives me a sense of power, I guess, to take my life in my hands and know damn well I’m not going to lose it.”

“He was my first boyfriend, and I made him my everything - he was my new life, my new love, my new compass point. I guess that's the danger with firsts - you lose all sense of proportion.”

“I liked this guy a lot. And I thought he liked me a lot, but in truth he didn’t really like me at all. He was my first boyfriend, and I made him my everything-he was my new life, my new love, my new compass point. I guess that’s the danger with flirts-you lose all sense of proportion. So I made a fool of myself, even though I didn’t realize it at the time. I was so devoted to him.”

“While the idea of taking you right now, against the wall, is enough to make me lose control, I want you to know that I’m serious. You’re not a hook up. You’re not a friend with benefits. You’re more than that to me.”I closed my eyes, breathing heavily. “Well, that was…really sort of perfect.”“I’m really sort of perfect … Everyone else knows that. You’re just a little slow on the uptake.”

“He takes both of my hands and places them above my head. He loves to be in control. I love being taken control of, dominated and just feeling his body, without sight. I can't guess what he will do next. He knows exactly how to get to me by taking my tactile senses away. His hands pushing mine together into the leather, as he unleashes his cock on the opening of my...”

“You know, it’s dangerous to touch me like that.” He gazeddown into my eyes.“You didn’t seem to mind.”“That’s because I can control myself better than others. You havea date with danger or something?”That was an understatement. It was more like death.”