A BDSM relationship is a complex thing. Think of all the things that go into the usual ‘vanilla’ relationship, and multiply that intensity by a hundred! One of the things that creates the intensity, as well as the trust, is putting everything out on the table pretty much first thing. This is the process of negotiations, in which everyone involved must talk about their deepest desires, their deepest fears. Because it’s all going to come into play during kinky play.
It’s called ‘play’ for a reason! It’s fun! A little scary sometimes, but that edge of fear can be titillating as hell. For me, that lovely combination of trust and fear, pleasure and pain—that contrast—is what does it. It’s a psychological as well as physical process. See…? Complicated…Which is why Skye’s idea about doing these things with Adam for just one night is impossible. Plus, Adam is way too hot and talented for just one night—that would be such a waste! Here’s a look at BREAKING SKYE.
BDSM. Submission. Spanking…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, willing to do anything he asks of her. But only for one night… Adam has other ideas.
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.
This man… he could not be the man who would strip her bare, put her on her knees and do unspeakable things to her. Lovely, wicked things she had only ever imagined in the darkest corners of her mind. He was too perfect for the role, as if he’d stepped out of her fantasies. But she knew the moment he stepped into the café and she caught the first stunning glimpse of his face that he was the man she was there to meet.
When she’d posted her ad on the bondage.com website her cousin Esme had told her about, she’d imagined finding a man with an air of command. A man who lived by the ‘Safe, Sane and Consensual’ credo. A man who could guide her through this experience with practiced, capable hands. He was all of those things, she knew, from their two weeks of communicating via email.
Confident. Commanding. Intelligent. Kinky. And he came with the best possible references from others who knew him in the kink community. He had it all, on paper. And in person…he was almost too beautiful to be real. Like some fallen angel with his evil-looking goatee, his sharply-honed bone structure, the way his dark hair, worn a little too long, fell into his eyes. She watched as he approached, broad shoulders shrugging their way out of his black wool coat. Adam Dunne had an enormous, palpable presence that mirrored his size—she swore she could feel it emanating from him.
Power. That’s what it was. Power and a stark male beauty that made her breath catch.
Pull yourself together. He’s just a man.
Except that he was so much more. She knew it in that very first electric instant.
She took in a breath of the coffee-scented air and forced her fluttering pulse to calm as she pushed her long hair from her cheek.
He stepped closer and as he pulled his coat off she saw him shiver a bit at the damp San Francisco cold. Perhaps he was human after all.
He was beautifully dressed in a way that seemed almost European to her: black slacks that looked as if they’d been custom-made, a thin, dark wool sweater, a gray scarf looped casually around his neck.
He spoke her name in a low voice that felt like a caress. “Skye.”
Certainty in his voice. She had a feeling this man never doubted himself. That no one ever doubted him. A Dominant through and through. What had she heard this kind of man called in her research on the Internet? A ‘true Dominant’?
He smiled crookedly, just a small quirking at one corner of his mouth. There was a scar on his lush lower lip, which made her want to reach out and touch it, just trace it with her fingertips.
Of course, she would never do such a thing. Definitely not with a man like him.
“You are Skye?”
She curled her fingers around the handle of her tea mug as she looked up into eyes that were a dark, dusky blue framed in thick lashes. “What? Yes. You must be Adam.”
He nodded, took her free hand as he slid into the chair across from hers. He held on a few moments too long, the lambent heat of his touch making her wonder if she wanted him to let go. Making her want to yank her hand back to safety at the same time.
She had never in her life thought herself to be in over her head with any man. Until now…
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