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

deep sound that seemed to vibrate through me, and

agreed to do whatever I asked?" He whispered, his fingers inching closer

o prove it."

Prove it?

How?

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me with the way

of my panties, I could feel my

amused by

for me. Do you even know what you're

stop the soft moan that slipped from

was no use.

His voice was softer now, but

I stammered, struggling to keep my

barely piece together my

really needed. "Good girl. But you're going

then, without warning, his

body jerking forward as he filled me with his fingers, making me

edge of the desk in front of me

against my back to keep

ordered, his voice

head, doing my

me closer to the edge but never quite

did the last time. Making me want more without giving

maddening, the way he controlled every sensation, every breath

Katrina?" He asked,

I whispered, barely able to get

was something dark in his tone, something that made

another finger, stretching me in a way that had me gasping

voice barely above a whisper.

to see myself beg for something for

chuckled, his lips brushing against my neck, sending shivers down

he promised, his

Katrina. When I do this when I make you feel this way... it's not because you asked.