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

Kent growls,

before moving to his belt. He’s pushing her

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trying to

him to

brought here up here to push her to her

to submit. To admit that she wouldn’t –

every turn and turn her nose up at it.

in this moment

than he wants to fuck her which is…significant

to break

wants to tame her to his will like the wild filly she

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

this girl? She had far too much power over him, and he needs to

fucking now.

she hears his pants hit the floor. He steps out of them, his face grim, kicking the garment to the side and standing behind her again, one hand on her hip,

cock through the thin fabric of his

boxer briefs.

he asks again, desperately hoping…god damn it, he doesn’t know what he hopes at this