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 –

–

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

back and laugh, reckless,

all leading to this–contracts or not, since the moment he laid eyes on me at the jail. It was all coming to this, no matter how much he pretended. He was never

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to mine, livid, at the sound of my laugh, his eyes alight with violence, a snarl on

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

from the wall and

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 my ass in one hand, his other steadily spread across my back as I feel him navigate us up

to a moody dark, I pull away from Kent, looking around. He’s still moving us briskly forward, the sound of

wonder. Then a ridiculous laugh bursts from me. “Seriously,

up,” he growls, falling to his knees and bringing me with

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