Sweet, Sexy, Scorching Giveaway Hop - Eden Bradley

Edge Series
by: Eden Bradley 

Desire's Edge

Giving into desire…
As a lawyer, Kara Crawford knows how to keep a secret, especially after being spurned by an ex for revealing her sexual needs. Kara doesn’t expect to find anyone who can fulfill her, until she experiences one of the most incredible nights of her life with a man she’s always admired from afar.
…can set you free….
Dante De Matteo knew Kara back in high school, and he never imagined her darkest fantasies would align so perfectly with his. The lovers don’t expect their passion to last more than a night, but when Dante’s new job turns out to be at Kara’s law firm, they find themselves confronted daily with the sparks of their blistering chemistry.
…but only if you give yourself completely.
As intense desire draws them closer, deep-rooted fears threaten to pull them apart, unless they can learn to embrace both the pain and pleasure of love…

He was sitting behind his desk, handsome as hell in his black suit, his dark blue shirt striking against the golden-brown of his eyes. A slow smile lit his face, and he nodded at her.

“Take your coat off, Kara.”

No greeting. Just that simple command.

She loved it.

She slid her coat from her shoulders and laid it down on the brown leather sofa against one wall, set her purse next to it.

“Come here,” he said quietly.

He watched her as she crossed the room. She could feel her body heating up beneath his penetrating gaze. She licked her lips, approached his desk.

“You look great in these tight skirts you wear,” he told her, his tone all smoke and heat. “That sexy, business woman look. It suits you.” He stood, moved in closer, making her breath catch. “And it makes your ass look superb. But I want a better look.”

He wrapped his hands around her waist, turned her until her back was to him.

“Good,” he said, his tone low. “Now bend over and brace your hands on the desk.”

She found herself doing it, her mind emptying out at an alarming rate.

Don’t think. Can’t think now...

“Beautiful, Kara. Perfect. The curve of your ass in this skirt is...perfect.”

He moved in close behind her and slid his hand over her hip, then her bottom. She could feel the heat of him through the soft, fine wool of her skirt. She was going wet already, her sex a dark throbbing between her legs.

He leaned over her until his breath was warm on her cheek. He whispered, “Hold still for me now.”

One sharp spank and she gasped.

“Did I surprise you?” he asked her. “You should have known what I was going to do when I bent you over the desk.”

“There are still people in the office,” she said, her voice sounding small, barely a protest at all.

“Yes. But that only makes it more exciting.”

“I didn’t lock your office door behind me.”

“No one will come in. You have to trust me, Kara. Do you trust me?”

“Yes,” she whispered.

She did. She had to. She was helpless already against the onslaught of desire. Drowning in it.

“Good. Very good.”

He smacked her again, the sensation dulled a bit by the fabric between his hand and her ass.

“Oh!”

“Shh, Kara,” Dante whispered to her. He moved her hair aside and laid a kiss on the back of her neck, making her shiver. “Jesus, your skin is so hot. I have to touch it. Touch you...”

She felt him move back for a moment as he lifted her skirt, sliding it up around her waist.

“Ah, I should have known you’d be wearing a thong under that tight skirt. I love the way it looks with the boots. Some day I’ll have to have you in nothing but these boots.”

She was shaking even before he touched her. Then he smoothed his palm over her bottom, and she went soaking wet. She had to grip the edge of his desk, forcing herself to hold still.

He kept moving his hand over her bare flesh, the sensation soft and sweet. Yet she yearned for that harder touch.

“Dante, please...”

“Eager, beautiful girl? I like that. But you’ll have to wait until I’m ready. Take a breath, let it out. And wait.”

She moaned quietly. He laughed, a small wicked chuckle. He kept stroking her skin—with his palm, with his fingertips. It was wonderful. It was torture.

“Just sink into my touch,” he told her. “Keep breathing. Yes, that’s it.”

She tried to do as he said. And after a few moments she found herself doing it. Sinking. Drifting. Her eyes closed.

The sharp smack on her bottom made her flinch. Then pleasure flooded her body, her sex. Pleasure and intensity and the dark scent of him surrounding her. She found herself surging back into him.

Another low chuckle from him. “I love that you love this. That you respond this way.”

He smacked her again. This time she was braced for it. But it still hurt. Still felt wonderful. Like something she required.

He paused to graze her burning flesh with his palm, then smacked again. And again and again. Just hard enough to hurt, for the sting to reverberate through her with small ripples of pleasure.

“God, Dante...”

“What is it, Kara?” he asked, one hand going into her hair. He buried his fingers in it, then grasped tightly, right next to her scalp. And even that was purely erotic to her, carrying the sensation deeper into her aching body.

“Please touch me, Dante. Please.”

 

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