Fall For My Ex’s Mafia Father

Chapter 296

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.”

roughly on the bedside table next

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an attempt to cover mine, to pin me to the mattress

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I also want…a minute with him, before

I say, grinning up at him as I place a hand flat against his chest, making him pause. “I’m cheap,

makes me laugh, hard. But then he sighs and falls on his side, stretching his body out and propping his head

my back flat on the mattress, my shoulders propped up against a pillow, and start to unscrew the top of the tequila bottle in my hand. “Now I’ll make you

worried and reaching for the bottle. “What are you doing –

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

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