Fall For My Ex’s Mafia Father

Chapter 221

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

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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 –

in me that makes my stomach clench, makes something deep and rich and hot build low

you hear me, Fay?” Kent demands, shaking me a little, still thrusting into

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stutter, shaking my head a little, “I don’t

2/3

I shake my head, but he just

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 can feel Kent’s breath hot on my neck as

me at a frantic pace, his words hot against

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

Fucking. Explode.

towards 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 my stomach, and my chest, my

legs my toes – I’m gasping, and crying –

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actual tears on

part of me feels Kent give three more