was eight o’clock. She’d always arrived at seven o’clock on the dot, but after reading the article, she’d taken a long bath to recover from the shock of what she’d read. Her hands began to tremble, so she clenched her fists, hating how much Adrik had gotten to her.
Pull it together, Kenzie!
Tonight she needed to find strength inside her. If she entered Club Sin this rattled, the Club Sin Masters would read right through her. Porter would see through her. She drew in a long breath, remembering Porter’s touches. Last night, she’d given him more of herself than she’d ever given to any other Dom before. But that wasn’t a choice, his presence commanded it. A flare of fright made her blood cold to know how easily he manipulated her, and yet even now her traitorous body burned for him.
In the rearview mirror, she noticed Aidan and Cora disappear through the front door, and as images of Porter’s mastery consumed her mind, liquid warmth slid through her veins. She clenched her thighs, feeding pleasure to her throbbing clit, and was instantly reminded that Porter also hadn’t allowed her to orgasm, either.
She wiggled her hips, sensing the growing wetness in her panties. Angling her head back, she could almost feel Porter’s mouth on hers. Hot and needy now, she slid her hand across her thigh and ran it up under her short black skirt. Her clit ached for more of Porter’s touches, more of his commanding presence.
Over the top of her lace panties, she rubbed the hard bud, and her eyes shut as pleasure cascaded through her. Possibly the strain made her body desperate for a release, or maybe the thoughts of Porter urged her on, but she pressed harder and circled her clit faster.
Don’t orgasm.
Porter’s order wasn’t far from her mind. Though, in an instant, she realized that maybe disobeying him was the perfect thing to do. It might get Porter out of that annoying controlled manner he seemed to have around her. Perhaps it would do exactly what she wanted—rev up his Dom.
A spanking. A flogging. A paddling. She wanted it all.
Pain makes you forget.
With erotic images filling her mind, a soft moan escaped her mouth as she swirled her clit, moving her hips against the seat with each and every stroke. Zings of euphoria flowed into her, and with the idea of an intense night ahead of her, her breath hitched. Then all her troubles ceased through the ripples of her pleasure. She moaned, reveling in the freedom of her orgasm as she came just that easily.
Her release was intense with hard quakes, fast with rapid speed, and over before she knew it. She trembled from the lasting effects and exhaled a long breath, opening her eyes and dragging her hand out from beneath her skirt.
All the heartache and all the strain vanished.
She smiled in blissful relief and gave herself a minute to recover. When her breath returned to normal, she hurried out of the car and quickly entered Club Sin. Fancy artwork and rich dark wood floors led her way as she hurried down the hallway, making it to the basement steps a moment later. Her heart was still racing as she reached the dungeon’s door, but it raced in a way she loved. She finally stopped thinking, maybe not forever, but the silence inside came as a welcome relief.
When she entered the dungeon, heavy metal music stormed across her, her hormones bouncing back to life. The sensual atmosphere, the scent of sex, and the sounds of erotic pain always worked her body into an aroused state.
She heard the heavy door slam shut behind her, and she didn’t have to turn to know
he
was observing her. She experienced Porter’s careful regard right down to the tips of her toes, as if his gaze was his touch, powerful and alluring. His study of her wasn’t to be ignored, and she acknowledged him, spotting him striding toward her. It seemed with each step he took, the tenser his posture became. By the time he reached her, his lips were in a tight line.
Perfect! Finally a reaction.
One
Pull it together, Kenzie!
Tonight she needed to find strength inside her. If she entered Club Sin this rattled, the Club Sin Masters would read right through her. Porter would see through her. She drew in a long breath, remembering Porter’s touches. Last night, she’d given him more of herself than she’d ever given to any other Dom before. But that wasn’t a choice, his presence commanded it. A flare of fright made her blood cold to know how easily he manipulated her, and yet even now her traitorous body burned for him.
In the rearview mirror, she noticed Aidan and Cora disappear through the front door, and as images of Porter’s mastery consumed her mind, liquid warmth slid through her veins. She clenched her thighs, feeding pleasure to her throbbing clit, and was instantly reminded that Porter also hadn’t allowed her to orgasm, either.
She wiggled her hips, sensing the growing wetness in her panties. Angling her head back, she could almost feel Porter’s mouth on hers. Hot and needy now, she slid her hand across her thigh and ran it up under her short black skirt. Her clit ached for more of Porter’s touches, more of his commanding presence.
Over the top of her lace panties, she rubbed the hard bud, and her eyes shut as pleasure cascaded through her. Possibly the strain made her body desperate for a release, or maybe the thoughts of Porter urged her on, but she pressed harder and circled her clit faster.
Don’t orgasm.
Porter’s order wasn’t far from her mind. Though, in an instant, she realized that maybe disobeying him was the perfect thing to do. It might get Porter out of that annoying controlled manner he seemed to have around her. Perhaps it would do exactly what she wanted—rev up his Dom.
A spanking. A flogging. A paddling. She wanted it all.
Pain makes you forget.
With erotic images filling her mind, a soft moan escaped her mouth as she swirled her clit, moving her hips against the seat with each and every stroke. Zings of euphoria flowed into her, and with the idea of an intense night ahead of her, her breath hitched. Then all her troubles ceased through the ripples of her pleasure. She moaned, reveling in the freedom of her orgasm as she came just that easily.
Her release was intense with hard quakes, fast with rapid speed, and over before she knew it. She trembled from the lasting effects and exhaled a long breath, opening her eyes and dragging her hand out from beneath her skirt.
All the heartache and all the strain vanished.
She smiled in blissful relief and gave herself a minute to recover. When her breath returned to normal, she hurried out of the car and quickly entered Club Sin. Fancy artwork and rich dark wood floors led her way as she hurried down the hallway, making it to the basement steps a moment later. Her heart was still racing as she reached the dungeon’s door, but it raced in a way she loved. She finally stopped thinking, maybe not forever, but the silence inside came as a welcome relief.
When she entered the dungeon, heavy metal music stormed across her, her hormones bouncing back to life. The sensual atmosphere, the scent of sex, and the sounds of erotic pain always worked her body into an aroused state.
She heard the heavy door slam shut behind her, and she didn’t have to turn to know
he
was observing her. She experienced Porter’s careful regard right down to the tips of her toes, as if his gaze was his touch, powerful and alluring. His study of her wasn’t to be ignored, and she acknowledged him, spotting him striding toward her. It seemed with each step he took, the tenser his posture became. By the time he reached her, his lips were in a tight line.
Perfect! Finally a reaction.
One
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