Quotes From "Untouchable" By Scott OConnor

Logan felt raw inside from the look of betrayal she had leveled on him. Who was he to demand honesty when every aspect of his presence in her life, even on the periphery, was a lie? Cindy Skaggs

No living person could disappear like Sofia. She’d have a go-bag stashed somewhere. Money and passports and disguises, with just enough ice to evaporate. Cindy Skaggs

He’d never met a parent who wanted so desperately to pursue and exact revenge, nor one who seemed quite so capable of doing just that. Cindy Skaggs

Logan felt it, even if he wanted to deny it. His pupils were dilated and he stared at her like she was chocolate and tomorrow was the first day of Lent. Sure, she might be forbidden, but no one could withstand temptation forever. Not when it was so close. The car roared to life as Logan started it back onto the road. So he thought to ignore the attraction? Good luck. He might be a rule follower, but Sofia wasn’t. He didn’t stand a chance in hell. Cindy Skaggs

It's harder to be afraid of something you understand Scott OConnor

The hand of nature was stretching itself out towards him, for the tall grass on the slopes of the Bulashah Hills was in sight, and he had opened his heart to it, lifted by the cool breeze that wafted him away from the crowds, the ugliness and the noise of the outcastes' street. He looked across at the swaying loveliness before him and the little hillocks over which it spread under a sunny sky, so transcendingly blue and beautiful that he felt like standing dumb and motionless before it. He listened to the incoherent whistling of the shrubs. They were the voices he knew so well. He was glad that his friends were ahead of him and that the thrum was not broken, for the curve of his soul seemed to bend over the heights, straining to woo nature in solitude and silence. It seemed to him he would be unhappy if he heard even one human voice. His inside seemed to know that it wouldn't be soothed if there were the slightest obstruction between him and the outer world. It didn't even occur to him to ask why he had come here. He was just swamped by the merest fringe of the magnificent fields that spread before him. He had been startled into an awareness of the mystery of vegetable moods. . Mulk Raj Anand

I’m not a notch on a belt.”“ You could never be a notch, London Chantelle. You’re the whole belt, sugar. Elizabeth SaFleur

The loud rasp of leather yanked through Carson’s belt loops sent her attention to his torso.“ What are you doing?” London’s panicked gaze shot to his face.“ I don’t have a collar on me.”“ I am wholly disinterested in being collared.”“ One weekend, London.” He grasped one of her hips with his free hand. “If you’re disappointed at any time, you can walk. I’ll never speak of it again. Our work together will go unaffected. No one–and I mean no one–but us will know.”“ Would you put that in writing?” Her eyes filled with mischief. Priceless. London lured him toward a lightning storm. He could play. Hell, nothing appealed in the moment more than a weekend playing with London. Yes, this is what he wanted. Now he needed to know if she was willing.“ I’ll do one better.” He snaked the belt around her waist until the leather rested against her hips.“ I’m not a notch on a belt.”“ You could never be a notch, London Chantelle. You’re the whole belt, sugar.” Her face softened, and the playfulness in her eyes died. He recognized the deliberation behind them, the wonder if she’d be safe, here and at work. London needn’t have worried. She might get scared, but mutual satisfaction was the only way his brand of sexual fulfillment worked.“ Say yes or no.” He pressed his torso to her corseted body, the last space between her body and his obliterated. “But say yes.”“ What will happen if I say yes?”“ What you want. What you’ve probably always wanted.” Her eyes misted with a surprising vulnerability. “Yes. Elizabeth SaFleur

This act would cost them. It was forbidden, in her world and his, but all he wanted was to hear her moan. Cindy Skaggs

What will happen if I say yes?”“ What you want. What you’ve probably always wanted.” Her eyes misted with a surprising vulnerability. “Yes. Elizabeth SaFleur