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Porter’s presence, and she groaned when something tickled her side. “You have got to be fucking kidding me.”
    Porter smiled from ear to ear, those mischievous eyes not giving her the intensity she wanted. He trailed the feather flogger up her side, then over her shoulder and down her back. He remained silent as he moved to her bottom, and she lost sight of him.
    She stared at the limestone wall in front of her and wondered if she’d made the biggest mistake to agree to this with Porter. She needed a stinging flogger or the hard slap of a paddle. One month of
this
was going to be hell.
    The feather flogger slowly moved over her bottom, and then he trailed it between her thighs. Her eyes widened as a gentle push of unknown pleasure consumed her—a soft embrace forcing a shudder. Her mind instantly numbed, as the sensation seemed so foreign to her. The stroke of the feathers was teasing but purposeful, and her stomach clenched.
    Porter’s low chuckle drifted across her as he dragged the feathers back up her moist sex on top of her panties. “Seems to me, kitten, that cunt doesn’t need pain to get all excited, does it?”
    She wanted to argue and fight against those words, but she found herself unable to respond. Her eyes rolled back into her head, and her sex tightened under his mesmerizing touches pulling her into a space she never wanted to return from.
    Please don’t stop…

Chapter Three
    The spotlights above beamed down on Kenzie, illuminating her beautifully in the dark corner of the dungeon. Porter concentrated on her breathing, noticing it was deep and labored. She swayed her hips with each swipe of the feathers across her sweet cunt.
Christ,
she’s a sexy little thing.
    Ever since he’d met Kenzie, he wanted her. Badly. Now his hunger increased to an intense craving. He never intended to make this emotional and powerful between them. This was all a task he had agreed to take on—to get Kenzie to surrender. Yet she was shockingly making it very easy for him. And he couldn’t piece together why that was.
    He also couldn’t stop his heart, which somehow wanted
more
.
    She captivated him now, as she reminded him of a kitten, full of energy one minute, hissing at him the next. Her kiss and her odd reaction to him made him curious about her. It made him want to explore her on a deeper level. Something he hadn’t wanted from any sub, not since Cora. Not since he grew tired of his relationships never leading to long-lasting love. This scene wasn’t about a casual encounter any longer, it was two souls searching for something bigger than themselves.
    He dragged the feathers across her bottom, and as Kenzie shivered, he wondered about her. He wouldn’t pretend to guess why she was so disconnected from her body. Her resistance to him also made no sense, when her body simply wanted to let go.
    Though what kept playing on his thoughts was why she craved pain. He’d met quite a few masochists in his time, and he’d bet his money that Kenzie wasn’t one. Her limits stated only pain after pleasure, which told him she liked erotic pain—pain that took her pleasure higher. She didn’t get off on the pain itself, which proved she wasn’t a masochist. She reacted intensely under his touch, behaving in a way so different from what he’d seen from her, and that intrigued him.
    Had he pegged her entirely wrong? Was she simply a little lost, not insolent?
    More important, he couldn’t help but wonder if something special had been right in front of him this entire time and he had overlooked her. He returned the flogger to her sex, and she moaned, a sweet sound that surprised him. Every time he’d observed her play, she’d been screaming her pleasure or pain—you couldn’t tell the difference. Never had he seen her softer side, expressing the joy of pure sensation, until now. This lovely moaning sound cut right through his heart, and he rather enjoyed that she made it for
him.
    He leaned against the side of the