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

growls, moving backwards and

over his head before moving to

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he knows it. He’s deliberately trying to scare her,

to ask him

here to

she wouldn’t – couldn’t –

and turn her nose

in this

wants to fuck

wants to

to his will like the wild

to stop. He has to push her to her limit and get her to admit

over him, and he needs to take it back.

fucking now.

his pants hit the floor. He steps out of them, his face

cock through

boxer briefs.

damn it,