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 if

sound that seemed to vibrate through me, and his hand slipped beneath

I asked?" He whispered, his fingers inching closer

o prove it."

Prove it?

How?

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my body betraying me with the way it responded to

my panties, I could feel my core

clearly amused by

wet for me. Do you

the way my body answered for me. His fingers pressed harder, rubbing slow circles against me, and I couldn't stop the soft moan that slipped from my lips. I wanted to light it, wanted to resist the way he

was no use.

voice was softer now, but the command was

I want... I stammered, struggling

could barely piece

I really needed. "Good girl. But you're going to have

his

body jerking forward as he filled me with his fingers,

in front of me as I struggled

firmly against my back

ordered, his voice

head, doing my best not

closer to the edge but never quite letting

the last time. Making me

he controlled every

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

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

something dark in his tone, something that made my

way that had me gasping for air, barely able to

I moaned, my voice barely

myself beg for something

chuckled, his lips brushing against my neck,

promised, his voice

When I do this when I make you feel this way... it's