The Mafia Bride (Katrina and Silas)

Chapter 52

The room felt colder than usual as I bent over, fingers barely touching the floor.

My heart pounded in my chest, blood rushing to my ears.

I could feel Silas behind me, he had pushed up from his chair just to stand behind me and I couldn't do anything about it.

Time stretched, and I held my breath, waiting, unsure of what lie was going to do.

He was watching me, like a predator waiting for the right moment to strike..

When I had hesitated to do what he wanted, he stared at me.

Suddenly, his hand pressed against the small of my back, firmly, keeping me in place. "Keep still," He ordered.

His palm on my back was warm, making me gasp softly

He leaned in, his breath hot against my ear and he whispered, "You look perfect like this."

Heat rushed to my face, a mix of embarrassment and something else I couldn't name.

His words twisted something in me, and I bit my lips. An attempt to control myself.

I wasn't sure if it was shame or arousal fueling the fire spreading through me, but I couldn't deny the way my body responded to him.

His hand slid lower, over the curve of my ass, and my breath caught in my throat.

His touch was possessive, claiming, and I hated how much I wanted more of it

I clenched my teeth, trying to stop my legs from trembling.

Was this the same person that I hated?

I wondered to myself, wondering why we were watching him.

"Is this what you wanted?" His voice was low, a murmur that made my heart race even faster,

"To push me until I remind you who's in control?" He asked, waiting for an answer.

I wanted to speak but I couldn't. I didn't trust myself to do so.

gaze, knowing how ridiculous it would

sound that seemed to vibrate through me, and his hand slipped beneath my dress, fingers trailing along my

whispered, his fingers inching closer to thr sensitive skin

o prove it."

Prove it?

How?

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body betraying me with the way it

the thin fabric of my panties, I could feel my core throbbing

smirked, clearly amused by

wet for me. Do you

I couldn't stop the soft moan that slipped from my lips. I wanted to light it, wanted to resist the way he made

was no use.

what you wan" His voice was softer now, but

I want... I stammered, struggling

barely piece together

giving me what I really needed. "Good girl. But you're going to have to earn it." Before I could comprehend what

then, without warning, his

he

in front of me as I

firmly against my back to

he ordered,

my head, doing my

was maddening, pushing me closer to the edge but never quite letting

doing the same thing he did the last time. Making me want more without giving me the

he controlled every sensation, every

feel. Katrina?" He asked, his breath hot against my

feels it feels so good." I whispered, barely able to get the words

in his tone,

way that had me gasping

my voice barely above a whisper. "Please...

expect to see myself beg for something for

chuckled, his lips brushing against my neck,

won't stop," he promised, his

you need to remember something, Katrina. When I do this when I make you feel this way... it's not because you