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.”

snatches the empty glass from my hand, putting it roughly on the bedside

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an attempt to cover mine, to pin me to the mattress in the way he knows I

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always want him. But I also want…a minute with him, before we dive into all of that. A minute just

as I place a hand flat against his

he sighs and falls on his side, stretching his body out and propping his head up on his palm. “All right,” he says,

lay my back flat on the mattress, my shoulders propped up against a pillow, and start to unscrew

bottle. “What are you doing – let me get a glass

object, laughing and pulling it out of his grasp.

sees me hold the open bottle over my stomach. He reaches for