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.

shook, barely able to meet his gaze, knowing how ridiculous it would

me, and his hand slipped beneath my dress,

He whispered, his fingers inching closer

o prove it."

Prove it?

How?

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betraying me with the way it responded

thin fabric of my panties, I could feel

smirked, clearly amused by

so wet for me. Do you even know what you're asking

harder, rubbing slow circles against me, and I couldn't stop the soft moan that slipped from my lips. I wanted to

was no use.

now, but the command was still there, unspoken but

want... I stammered, struggling to keep my thoughts together.

could barely piece together

But you're going to have to earn it." Before I could comprehend what was

then, without warning, his fingers

jerking forward as he filled me with his

gripped the edge of the desk in

hand pressed firmly against my back

ordered, his

my head, doing my best

maddening, pushing me closer to the edge but never

did the last time. Making me want more without giving me the satisfaction

the way he controlled every sensation, every breath

He asked, his

whispered, barely able to get

it?" he asked, and there was something dark in his

added another finger, stretching me in a way that had me gasping for air,

I moaned, my voice barely above a whisper.

to see myself beg for something

lips brushing against my neck, sending

won't stop," he promised, his

remember something, Katrina. When I do this when I make