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 –

–

head to my toes. And despite what I know it will raise in him, how dangerous

tilt my head back and laugh,

eyes on me at the jail. It was all coming to

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livid, at the sound of my laugh, his eyes alight with violence, a snarl on his lips. But I can’t wipe the

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

he rips me away from the

exploring the contours of

behind my eyes changes, from day–bright to a moody dark, I pull away from Kent, looking around. He’s still moving us briskly forward, the sound of wooden

loft?!” I gasp, looking around in wonder. Then a ridiculous laugh bursts from me. “Seriously, a hay

he growls, falling to his knees and bringing me with

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