Fall For My Ex’s Mafia Father

Chapter 221

And then, slowly, he slides the hand on my chest upwards until

–

his fingers wrap around my throat. Not tight. Not restrictive, not at all punishing.

But letting me know that, if he wanted to…he could…

I groan at the feel of his hand on my throat, at the knowledge that I’m at Kent’s complete mercy. Just how he wants me. I pant at the thought of it, loving it, wanting to be precisely here, like this, obedient for him.

“I want you to cum for me now, Fay,” Kent demands, beginning to pulse his cock slowly into me again.

I gasp at the new sensation that this elicits in me, my head pitching forward but stopped by the hold of his hand against my neck I choke, just a little bit, against his hand, and I-

I fucking love it –

shudder at the way his dick presses against some new point in me that makes my stomach clench, makes

little, still thrusting into me, faster now. “I told you to

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my head a little, “I

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my

feel the sensation growing within me, warm and liquid and thick, as Kent pounds himself into me, his own breath coming fast now. And as that feeling comes to its tipping point, as it builds until I almost can’t contain it anymore, I

panting, pounding into me at a frantic pace, his words hot against

as he says those final two words, his fingers tighten – just a little bit – around my neck –

Fucking. Explode.

the ceiling, my whole body clenching and then going loose as waves of sensation sweep through me, release pounding through me from my core outwards, to

– I’m gasping,

–

are actual tears on my cheeks –

of me feels Kent give three more hard