Fall For My Ex’s Mafia Father

Chapter 193

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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the end of him. I feel him shudder, his whole self, and my own body gasps against him, my hips

wanting more, greedy.

an inch and then slamming home again. My eyes fly open,

he does it again. And again. My body responds without me telling it what to

each pulse longer, harder – his breath hot on

skin.

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

now, breathing fast, wanting –

know what–when-

he gasps – “I

suddenly deep and slow as

end. My eyes fly open 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

heavy against

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find one of my hands gently resting against the swell of his bicep, another wrapping in