Fall For My Ex’s Mafia Father

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“Are you going to be good for me, Fay?” Kent asks now, holding himself back, not giving me what I want until I agree to do it on his terms.

“Yes, sir,” 1 breathe, while in my head the true answer reverberates; no fucking way.

“Good,” he murmurs, and I inhale a sharp little breath as I feel him press that throbbing cock against the dark core of me. He pushes the thick tip into me, letting me feel the breadth of him, and I groan, my elbows shaking and then giving out beneath. me at the sensation of him stretching me. Kent’s there in an instant, his hand moving from my hip to my chest to support me as my body wavers, undone by the feel of him entering me

But then I feel him groan, hear him give in to what he really wants and suddenly he slides the entirety of himself into me

in one long thrust.

The moan that rips from me then is sharp and feral as I squeeze my eyes shut, turning my head to the side as I take all of him all at once

–

Yesterday, he had been slow, for me

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his

body and the desk against which I’m pressed. And like a good girl like I’ve been commanded 1 stand for him, my hands precisely where he told me to put them, taking that long dick with my legs

apart –

he wants to the way he’s wanted to do it for weeks, maybe months – hard, and fast, and ferocious. And my body responds to it, to his wanting me, to his

inside of me that

—

just as I feel Kent start to lose true control of himself, a little

I move my right hand. Just an inch. Just a…smidge.

he doesn’t pull out of me.

I feel the entire length of him seated deep within me. He stops, then, letting me squirm against him, wanting that frantic pulse, wanting more

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back to its place on the

can hear the ragged pace of