Fall For My Ex’s Mafia Father

Chapter 170

Not strapped to the wall of his chamber, this place he only takes

people when…

But Kent dismisses the thought, looking down at the gorgeous girl

bent over in front of him, unable to keep his eyes from roving over the curves of her ass, the way her hair spills over her shoulders.

This beautiful, innocent, sweet girl – bent over for him like this-

His cock twitches at the sight, the thought – the animal nature in him urging him to rip those panties off her body and sink himself

deep into her right fucking now.

But this…this isn’t it.

“More,” she gasps again, beginning to look over her shoulder, perhaps wondering what was delaying him. His body reacts instantly when she begins to peek at him and he smacks her sharply on the ass, eliciting a little sharp yelp that makes his

stomach clench with want.

God damn it, she is so fucking sexy – every fucking thing that she

makes him absolutely insane

growls, moving backwards

over his head before moving to his belt. He’s pushing her

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it. He’s deliberately trying to scare her,

ask him

to push her

her to submit. To admit that she wouldn’t – couldn’t –

and turn her nose up at it.

this moment –

wants to fuck her which is…significant

wants to

his will like

to get her to beg him to stop. He has to push her to her limit and get her to admit that

this girl? She had far too much power over him, and he needs to take it back. Needs it,

right fucking

starts to tremble harder, flinching as she hears his pants hit the floor. He steps out of them, his face grim, kicking the

pumping his cock through

boxer briefs.

again, desperately hoping…god damn it, he doesn’t know