Monthly Author Spotlight-Eden Bradley

Pleasure Point by Eden Bradley

Book Three in Eden’s San Francisco Doms Series!

18120581_10155275593152460_1204407707_oAn irresistible Dom, a fantasy come true…

Miranda lives in paradise— the exclusive Eden resort, the ultimate in fantasy retreats.

Roan, the resort’s dungeon consultant, lives part-time on the island and full-time in the past.

When the sexy Dominant and the sultry pastry chef both receive one of the island’s mysterious invitations they spend a sizzling week together in the dungeon suite. They’re left breathless, wanting more… and hopelessly falling.

 

Both have been scarred by loss, both have created a nearly impenetrable shell. The intensity and intimacy of kink might be the perfect recipe to open Miranda’s heart again. But can the man who fulfills her every secret desire ever give her what she needs the most?

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He took her chin in his free hand, forcing her gaze to his. She loved how he manhandled her, taking her body under command. Her pussy was thrumming with need, her breasts just as needy, every inch of her skin craving his touch. Soft or hurting—it didn’t matter. She licked her lips.

“Ah, what you do to me,” he murmured, biting his lip, making her want him to kiss her, needing him to.

She moaned.

“Yes,” he said. “I want to touch you. To do every dirty thing to you that’s been whirring through my head since the moment I saw you.”

“God, Roan.”

He blinked once, twice, then he yanked her body in to his, so hard her hips crashed against his, the chains clinking, her wrists pulling on the leather cuffs. Then the delicious length of his erection pressed into her belly and she thought she would drown in need—need she’d kept dammed up for years, finally overflowing in the safety of his arms.

“Please, Roan. I just…please, please, please. I need…everything.”

“Lord, girl.”

Then he was on her, his mouth opening hers, his tongue sinking in. His arms were crushing her body to his and she could feel every hard muscle beneath his shirt. And none harder than his rigid cock.

He fisted a hand in her hair, drawing her in tighter before pulling her back, then further back, as he bent over her to keep his lips on hers. His tongue was wild in her mouth—wild and sweet and as commanding as his fingers against her scalp. And God, his fist dragging her head down until she had to arch her back, bowing under the force of his pulling. The pain was nothing but exquisite pleasure and that sense of his command. That and the pure pleasure at his panting breath, his rock-hard cock snug against her heated flesh. And all she could do was give in. She wanted nothing else at that moment.

This was what submission was, she thought through the fog that gathered in her head, seeping into her body like smoke, hot and sinuous, obscuring everything but the connection between them.

Yes. Connection.

Suddenly he released her, catching her with an arm around her waist as she stumbled. She was only vaguely aware of the mind-fuck he was orchestrating in making her lose her balance, only to catch her. Oh yes, he was very good at what he did.

Don’t think. Just feel, as he told you to.

He moved his lips over her throat, brushing the surface, not quite kissing. He murmured, “How attached are you to this lovely lingerie?”

“What? I don’t know…”

“Tell me exactly.”

“Not terribly, I suppose.”

“Excellent.”

There was a soft snick as he cut her bra off with something that was cold against her skin.

“Oh!”

She glanced down, saw the gleam of a knife blade and gasped.

One of his hands went to the back of her neck while he held the flat of the knife close to her cheek with the other. The sight of  it, right at the edge of her vision, stole her breath and set her heart racing. He whispered, “Does this frighten you?”

“Yes,” she murmured, barely moving her lips.

“Say it. Say it properly.”

She swallowed. “Yes, it frightens me, Roan.”

“I can feel you trembling, you know. You’re scared of the knife. But not too scared to play? Tell me something, Miranda—does the knife make you want to safeword?”

“No,” she answered at once, even as she blinked a few small tears away.

Roan laughed. “Oh, I do like you.” He squeezed the back of her neck. “Hold very still now, beauty.”

He kept his cheek close to hers as he lowered the knife, sliding it beneath the edge of her panties, the steel cold on her hip bone as it moved slowly downward.

“I can hardly wait to see you naked,” he said quietly. “But anticipation is part of the game, isn’t it?”

She pulled in a breath. “Yes, Roan.”

“Very still now,” he ordered.

She closed her eyes. Felt the knife turn against her skin until the edge of the blade was on her flesh. It felt…strange. Exciting as he pressed it into her skin. Even the fear was exciting.

“Take a breath,” he told her.

She did as he asked, her muscles tensing all over, waiting for him to cut her. Would he? She didn’t know. Bu he didn’t—instead he turned the knife and with one quick motion sliced through the fabric of her panties.

She yelped, opened her eyes to find him smiling down at her.

“Beautiful,” he said. “Your fear. Your trust in me.”

Before she had a chance to think about it, he slit the other side of her underwear and she felt it fall to the floor, the wispy fabric brushing her legs on the way down.

He held onto her shoulder and stepped back.

“You are every bit as lovely as I imagined. Perfect breasts. So full. Just waiting to be caressed. Pinched. Kissed. “

A current of desire surged through her system, from belly to breasts and sinking deep into her aching sex.

Yes, please.

But she didn’t dare say it aloud. She bit her lips, moistened them with her tongue.

“Miranda, if you continue to do that I’m going to have to stop the play and just fuck you while your unbelievably gorgeous body is chained up here. Is that what you want?”

“Yes. Maybe.”

© Eden Bradley 2014

Read the other books in Eden’s
San Francisco Doms series

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(**Each of these stories can be read as a stand-alone and in any order!)

SANCTUARY by Eden Bradley

Re-edited and re-released-Book One in Eden’s San Francisco Doms series is out now!

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She trusts him with her body…but can he trust himself with her heart?

 Devin Delaney has never described herself as kinky, despite a rich fantasy life filled with submission scenarios—until her best friend takes her to the Ring, a San Francisco BDSM club, and her senses hum with awakened urges.

One pro Dom in particular works scenes that leave her breathless, and when he unexpectedly invites her on a journey to the darker side of sex—right then, right there—she sinks readily into the sting of addictive desire.

Shaye’s past makes him wary of getting involved with any woman, but when Devin willingly gives herself over to him, something inside him opens up. And he finds himself breaking his own rules to keep her in his arms all night.

When Shaye takes Devin to an exclusive club named Sanctuary, leading her deeper into the BDSM world, Devin’s kinkiest fantasies—and emotions—shift into overdrive. The experience brings them both to the edge of an inner darkness that could seal their bond—or permanently tear it apart.

http://edenbradley.com/books/novellas/sanctuary/

 BREAKING SKYE (Book Two)

 When power play becomes more than just a game…

18159414_10155275591957460_1667193386_oSubmission. Spanking. Perhaps even a flogger, a whip…These are the things Skye has always craved, the desires she has never allowed herself to explore. Until now. She thought she was looking for a single experience, something to purge these strange yearnings from her system. Instead she finds a man whose absolute authority and stunning good looks leave her breathless. Helpless. Willing to do anything he asks of her. But only for one night…

Adam has other ideas—BDSM is a process, not a single experience. Skye could be the perfect submissive once he’s done training her—for someone else. For him, that’s always the way it’s been. But Skye is different. Enticing. Intoxicating. Irresistible. Soon all he can think of is breaking Skye—and keeping her for himself.

http://edenbradley.com/books/novellas/breaking-skye/

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~ABOUT EDEN:

AmazonNew York Times & USA Today Bestselling author Eden Bradley aka Eve Berlin writes erotica and erotic romance for Berkley Heat, Samhain Publishing, Bantam, Harlequin Spice/HQN, and Black Lace, as well as indie publishing. Her work has been called “elegant, intelligent and sensual”. Her debut novel THE DARK GARDEN was praised as “a masterpiece”, and was a Romantic Times Top Pick. More recently, her novella GIRL (Book One in The Training House Series) has repeatedly been called “phenomenal”, and BDSM author Jenna Jacob said “Nothing has touched me like this since ‘Story of O’”. Her novels and novellas have been translated into German, Romanian, French, Italian, Spanish, Portuguese, Czech, Polish, Indonesian and Japanese.

As someone who has been involved in BDSM practice for much of her adult life, she relates in particular to her kink stories, infusing them with her own truth about kink practice from her life experiences. Eden speaks regularly on BDSM psychology and practice, as well as sex positive culture for women. She lives in Northern California, and loves art, shoes, tattoos, her Boston Terrier puppy, chocolate, and reading and writing smutty books, of course, not necessarily in that order.

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