Fall For My Ex’s Mafia Father

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Kent holds my gaze steadily as he moves himself slowly against me, letting me feel the hard mass of him straining against my core, sliding the head of his dick across my wet silky center. He takes his time there, though I can see the restraint in his expression, the way he’s holding back. Still, he lets me get used to it, lets me feel the warm mass of him, lets me work through the newness of it all

until I want it.

Until I’m begging for it.

—

“Please,” I whisper, suddenly wanting more more of it – more of all of it. And I reach out a hand to take him by the hip and pull.

With a heavy groan, Kent releases his restraint just a little and gives me what I want. And slowly, clearly still holding back for my sake, Kent slides inch by inch inside of me.

I cry out, my eyes pressed shut, as he fills me, as I feel myself stretch for him, as I feel the incredible sensation of him hot and thick inside of me. I throw my head back and feel Kent tuck his face against the skin between my neck and shoulder, undone by the feel of me wrapping tight around him. It feels endless, that first. entrance, as Kent slowly slides the whole length of himself into me

for the first time.

He moves a hand down my body to hold my ass, pulling me tight

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feel him shudder, his

wanting more, greedy.

shifting his hips to pull out just an inch and then slamming home again. My eyes fly open,

And again. My body responds without me telling it what to do, wrapping my legs around his waist, meeting Kent stroke for stroke as he pounds

harder – his breath

skin.

then as I wrap my arms around his shoulders, as my whole body is swept away in Kent’s rhythm, something twisting in my core and my stomach, building, slow. I lean my head

him now, breathing fast, wanting – god I don’t

know what–when-

he gasps –

then his thrusts are suddenly deep and slow as Kent’s whole

at the unique sensation of him spilling himself inside of me. Surprised, panting, I turn my face to his, but Kent’s eyes are closed as his body collapses against me,

and pants heavy against

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I find one of my hands gently resting against the swell of his bicep, another wrapping in the curl of his thick hair as we both find our breath. There are…tiny holes in the ceiling, I