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

absolutely insane

want this, Fay?” Kent growls, moving backwards and

moving to his belt.

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

him to stop.

brought here up here to push her to her limits, to

submit. To admit that she wouldn’t –

and turn her nose up at it. Kent wants,

this

wants to fuck her which

wants to break

tame her to his will like the wild filly she is. And to do

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

needs

fucking

flinching as she hears his pants hit the floor. He steps out of them, his face grim,

other slowly pumping his cock through the thin

boxer briefs.

damn it, he doesn’t know what he