Fall For My Ex’s Mafia Father

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Chapter 191

“Fay,” he says quietly, his voice rough as he brings a hand up to

my face. “If you don’t-”

“No,” I murmur, shaking my head and sitting up straighter,

bringing my face close to his. “I want to, Kent,” I whisper, my words breath against his lips. I twist one hand behind my back and undo the clasp of my bra, taking a moment to toss it on top of my shirt. I see Kent go still at the sight of me, his hands twitching against the desire to touch my bare flesh, against the restraint he’s

practicing.

“I want it,” I say again. “I just…can you show me how? Slowly?”

Kent exhales a long breath then, but not one of exhaustion–of long–denied desire finally fulfilled. “Yes, Fay,” he says, his lips brushing mine, and then he seals his mouth against me. I moan into him as he brings one steady hand up to cup my breast, his thumb moving delicately over my nipple. I feel him shudder, then, his cock twitching beneath me.

my back to balance me as he leans forward, laying me flat out on

surprised to see a blanket there. I open my mouth to ask but Kent takes his hand from my

his head

later. Now, we do this.

show him that I agree, kissing him hard and tugging his own shirt off of his body and adding it

to us.

us, in these moments, is a steady intent. As Kent peels my tight pants from my legs, tugging them off at the ankle, his eyes and face are serious. Mine are as well as

my underwear over my bottom and then down over my knees and ankles. When I’m naked before him,

with cool

they never thought they’d see ever again. I’m unnerved by it–it’s not

of that gaze. So I sit up, bringing my face close to his, putting one hand on his chest.

at my face, his breathing coming quick now. “You’re the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen, Fay,” he

can’t

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eyes against his words, not wanting – or willing–to acknowledge the feelings they raise in me. And so I do the only thing I can think that will bring us back to fair ground, to the old