Dominant Quotes

“I'm going to give you pleasure so good you'll forget your name... You're going to think my name is Yes, God Yes, or Fuck Yes.”
― Jacintha Topaz, Purr Scent I: The Meeting

“I’d kill for you, Tess. I have killed for you. Don’t undermine me by fearing others. Fear me. Let me rule you!”
― Pepper Winters, Quintessentially Q

“Eyes narrowed, Judd stared at the structure as if at a mortal enemy. Slapping his fellow lieutenant on the shoulder, Riaz said, "Don't even think about it." A pissed-off telekinetic versus the complex metal pylons and tubes of the jungle gym- the results would not be pretty.
Judd glanced at his watch. "I'll destroy it later.”
― Nalini Singh, Tangle of Need

“Fucking hell, you’re sweet. You’re so goddamn sweet, I just want to sink my teeth into every inch of you.”
― J.T. Geissinger, Pen Pal

“Before she could question him further, she was swung over his shoulder and tossed onto her bed. Will kicked the door shut and removed his boots and shirt, revealing his toned body.

"I need a distraction. I think I'm going crazy," he confessed as he finished undressing and joined her on the bed. "Help me forget, Em."

He grabbed her ankles and pulled her down until she was flat on her back. Luckily for him, she was in a thin nightgown and silk panties. Hot hands trailed up her thighs and removed her underwear. She shivered despite the heat. She'd never seen him like this, broken and desperate.”
― H.S. Howe, Wrestling William

“Why are you showing so much cleavage?" Joseph growled into her ear as he took her arm and began to descend the staircase.
Goosebumps broke out over her bare arms and shoulders. She squeezed his forearm and smiled into his eyes.
"So you're forced to offer me your coat, of course, like a proper gentleman."
He barely suppressed a snort as camera flashes lit them up from every angle. He tucked his arm around her and smiled for the photographers.
"Would a gentleman rip what you're wearing clean off your body, before devouring every inch of your perfect body? Turn your shivers into sweat while you wonder how something so dirty could produce something so beautiful?"
Addison grinned and gently turned his face towards hers to press a light kiss to his cheek without marking it. The cameras went wild.”
― H.S. Howe, Jingle My Snowballs

“Joseph," she whispered quietly. He groaned and reached an arm out to her, gripping her hip and pushing her flat on her back once again. Before she had time to make sense of it, he was on top of her, pushing up her shirt and exposing her flesh.
"Addison," he groaned in desperate need. He couldn't take it, couldn't be this close to her without being with her. Hungrily, he devoured her mouth, eating every gasp and moan she made.”
― H.S. Howe, Jingle My Snowballs

“He cut off her protest with his mouth. When he was certain she would no longer object, he moved his lips from her mouth to her breast. They were so full and fit perfectly in his hands. She cried out when his tongue flicked her sensitive nipple so he did it again and again. Her response was driving him wild. His plan had been to take his time and wait for her to come to him. But the moment she'd said his name, he was lost. Couldn't control himself. She was his. Nobody else's. With that thought on his brain he let himself go. Frantically, he slammed into her and she met every thrust head-on, grinding into him as he came.”
― H.S. Howe, Jingle My Snowballs

“The physical pain was nothing, compared to the constant emotional pain, he lived with daily. Even now, he wondered what Anna would look like carrying his child. Imagined her smell, her smile, her touch. If she was pregnant, he would do whatever it took to convince her to marry him. And, if that didn't work, he'd kidnap her, until she saw reason or he found a corrupt minister to sign paperwork and declare them legally married. He grinned, thinking of all the ways Anna would punish him. And all the ways he would pleasure her...”
― H.S. Howe, The Will to Try

“I want you, Isla," he told her, showing no signs of restraint. "I want to take you right now against this car."

She was about to agree, but he straightened her shirt and placed her on her feet. Yanking open the door, he practically shoved her onto the seat.

"But too many people here are coming and going, and I don't want them seeing parts of you, that only belong to me.”
― H.S. Howe, The Billionaire's Willed Wife

“You'll be the death of me," he whispered before cuffing her hands together, then pushed her down on all fours.”
― H.S. Howe, Wrestling William

“She'd been twenty-one when she'd met Marko in an upscale hotel, where she worked as a housekeeper. He hadn't heard her knocking and came into the bedroom, while she changed the sheets, in nothing but a damp towel. At first, she'd been embarrassed and tried to leave, but then the towel dropped. Next thing she knew, she was tied to the bed, begging him to flog her again. His brand of sex had been a mix of pain and pleasure, bringing her to sexual highs, she'd never known existed. She'd quit her job after that encounter and moved into his penthouse. For three years, he was her master and she was his submissive.”
― H.S. Howe, Wrestling William

“I don't mind inappropriate thoughts every now and then. So please, share yours with me." He met her eyes and she blushed, then grinned and stole his breath. If her thoughts were anything like his, he was more than happy to hear them.

"It was nothing. I was just wondering if you get many complaints in the bedroom even though I'm sure you don't." Though her eyes held amusement, she broke eye contact and looked away.

"How would you know what women think after they leave my bed?" He wondered with his own quiet smile.
It was true, he never met a woman, he couldn't please and he knew she would be no different.”
― H.S. Howe, Jingle My Snowballs

“He couldn't resist the pressure of her sweet body and leaned in closer, opening his mouth to her. She moaned her appreciation, when his tongue met hers and soon they were engrossed in the heat of the moment. Time stood still, backgrounds disappeared, and the only sounds came from them. She could feel the strength of his arousal and had her own burning need aching between her thighs. She'd known kissing him would be dangerous, but curiosity had won.”
― H.S. Howe, Jingle My Snowballs

“Yanking wildly, he freed them both of clothing and scorched her knees with his hot hands and drew them apart. With his lips on her throat and his hands on her breasts, he entered her.
"Wait," she said even as she wrapped her arms around him. "I'm not on birth control," she informed him.
"Good, I want my child inside of you." He bit her shoulder, then pumped hard into her to enjoy her slick heat.”
― H.S. Howe, Jingle My Snowballs

“High academic achievers were 2.3 times as likely to be firstborn as lastborn. Rebels were twice as likely to be lastborn as firstborn. And when asked to write about the few most rebellious or unconventional things they had ever done in their lives, laterborns had longer responses and described more unconventional behaviors. Hundreds of studies point to the same conclusion: although firstborns tend to be more dominant, conscientious, and ambitious, laterborns are more open to taking risks and embracing original ideas. Firstborns tend to defend the status quo; laterborns are inclined to challenge it.”
― Adam Grant, Originals: How Non-Conformists Move the World

“Through assumptions belief is born, then those beliefs drive perception, creating an understanding of a dominant situation.”
― Steven Redhead, Life Is A Circus

“I'm going to do whatever it takes to make you mine in every way. My wife, the mother of my children, my everything. I'll be thirty-eight in two months. I've devoted most of my adulthood to my career. Now, I want to devote myself to you.”
― Shayla Black, Four Play

“Owned. By me.
Only by me.
Forever by me.”
― Maren Smith, Her Vampire Master

“Say that again, and I'll show you what happens to little girls who make promises they can't keep.”
― Deliah Rose, Deliah: A Dark Romance Based on a True Story

“It was true, he never met a woman, he couldn't please and he knew she would be no different.”
― H.S. Howe, Jingle My Snowballs

“It makes me pine for the time when Ben Hogan was the dominant figure in golf. Among Hogan’s many distinctions was this: almost no one thought of him as supremely talented. He was respected for the hard work he put into his game.”
― Bob Rotella, How Champions Think: In Sports and in Life

“The narrative that can stand the test of time or be dominant is what will have legitimacy as fact but not necessarily the truth.”
― Steven Redhead, Life Is A Circus

“The law is a site where marginalization is challenged and resisted by those who are subjugated. On the other hand, the law reinforces the patriarchal discourse, yet on the other hand, it has the authority to set out the social order. Women and marginalized groups have used the law to challenge the hierarchy and dominant notions”
― Shalu Nigam

“A good dom is submissive to the desires and needs of the sub. A good sub shapes those desires and needs toward those of the dom.”
― M. Lee Forsyth, Into Asia: Erotic Stories of Travel and Desire

“There was something about the decisive way he'd spoken, too. Not an order, no. But just the barest hint of a command in his voice. That meant what he was saying was final. It was, Rosemary had to admit, hot. Their interaction from last night came back to her, the feel of Ellis's warm breath on her collarbone as he'd told her she was blocking his way. Okay, so it was really hot. There was something about him that made her think he'd be like that in bed. Commanding. Kind.”
― Nadia El-Fassi, Love at First Fright

“And I get to decide when you come." Ellis ground his cock against her core, knowing precisely what he was doing to her, knowing how the edges of an orgasm were already building. She was a bundle of nerves, ready to break. Ellis thrust hard against her once.
"Fuck!" Rosemary cried out, her orgasm so, so close. But then he pulled away. She contemplated begging.
"Does that all sound good to you, love?" Ellis asked, a boyish, mischievous, and all-too-smug expression on his face.
She nodded, even as she was slick with need.
"Good," Ellis smiled, before slanting his lips against hers once more.”
― Nadia El-Fassi, Love at First Fright

“Need to taste you." Ellis lifted her up, his hands branding her thighs, and placed her down on the armchair, kneeling before her. He slicked kisses down her stomach, down the apex of her thighs.
Rosemary let out a needy sob when he blew softly on the wet seam of her pussy, making her writhe. The way he looked up at her, her legs wound around him, was almost enough to make her come apart. His eyes didn't leave hers as he sucked on the pearl of her clit, his tongue driving into the heat of her cunt. Rosemary moaned, her fingers tangling in Ellis's hair, holding him in place.
"Be a good girl and come on my tongue," he ordered, and with growing pace he fucked her with his fingers, too, arching inside her, pressing down on that perfect spot. Rosemary cried out, hoping that the closed door would muffle her voice as she bucked, seeing stars, riding Ellis's face and tongue until her orgasm abated.”
― Nadia El-Fassi, Love at First Fright

“I asked him to let go, but he was a god. He could control every emotion and even when I wanted, I couldn’t let go. He had everything, all of me, he possessed total control.”
― Dominic Riccitello

“I'm strong enough to protect what's mine.”
― Lottie Bligh, Falling