Fall For My Ex’s Mafia Father

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My mouth is open to Kent’s as he kisses me, his tongue warm and desperate against my own. I feel a hard shudder pass through me as he pulls his mouth away, the hard stubble of his cheeks a contrast to the softness of his lips as he tears his mouth across my jaw, down my neck, every movement frantic, rash – none of it designed to seduce, all of it feeling as if he can’t not touch every

inch of me with his mouth.

Now. Immediately..

“Fuck you, Fay,” he growls against my shoulder, the edges of his teeth pressing harsh against the soft and tender skin of my neck.

“God damn it, fuck you.”

I know he’s furious, angry at me for pushing him this far–for making him the one to break –

–

I love it. A warm thrill is running through me, from my head to my toes. And despite what

tilt my head back and laugh,

the

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eyes alight with violence, a snarl on his lips. But I can’t

my want and my self–satisfied joy. “Are you going

then, with a snarl, he rips me away from

takes me, don’t really know how he navigates, because I’ve pulled his face back to mine and I’m kissing him recklessly now, my eyes pressed shut, my own tongue eagerly exploring the contours of his mouth. I press my hips harder against his stomach as he grips

from Kent, looking around. He’s still moving us briskly

in wonder. Then a ridiculous laugh bursts from me. “Seriously, a hay loft? Is

his knees and bringing me

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