Fall For My Ex’s Mafia Father

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Kent laughs again and looks up into my face. “Pearls before swine,” he murmurs, but I can tell he doesn’t mean it. That he likes me just like this.

“Hey,” I whisper with a little snarl, bringing my mouth close to his, “call me a swine again. See what happens.” But I don’t give him the chance, kissing him before he can speak, opening my mouth to him and letting him tug me flush against him, my stomach against his chest.

moan,

I wait for Kent to shudder a little, until he utters his first little before I pull away, unlooping my arms from around his neck and pulling my left knee over his lap so that I can sit beside him, rather than straddle him.

“Hey,” he growls, reaching for me, but I hold up one finger- with a little difficulty, considering I have my empty whiskey glass in that hand.

“Uh–uh,” I say, pursing my lips. “One drink and then you think you can get me in bed? With no conversation? Not much of a date, Mr. Lippert.”

hand, putting it roughly on the bedside table

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to pin me to the mattress in the way he knows I

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serious. I want him – I always want him. But I also want…a minute with him, before we dive into

say, grinning up at him as I place a hand flat against his chest, making

But then he sighs and falls on his side, stretching his body out and propping his head up on his palm. “All right,” he says, curious. “What’s it going to take, Ms.

flat on the mattress, my shoulders propped up against a pillow, and start to unscrew the top of the tequila

for the bottle. “What are you doing – let me

grasp. “This is my drink I’ll mix it as I please

as he sees me hold the open bottle over my stomach. He reaches for the bottle again but I smack his arm away. “You’re going to get it