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.

to meet his gaze, knowing

seemed to vibrate through me, and his

whatever I asked?" He whispered, his fingers

o prove it."

Prove it?

How?

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my body betraying me with the

panties, I could

clearly amused by my

me. Do you even know what you're asking

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

was no use.

now, but the command was still there, unspoken but

want... I stammered, struggling

barely piece

never giving me what I really needed. "Good girl. But you're going to have to earn it." Before I could comprehend what was happening,

warning, his

forward as he filled me with his fingers, making

in front of me as I struggled to stand

against my back to keep

ordered,

doing my best

me closer

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

maddening, the way he controlled every sensation, every breath I

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

I whispered, barely

he asked, and there was something dark in his tone, something

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

barely above a whisper. "Please... don't

see myself beg for something

my

stop," he promised, his voice a low

this when I make you feel this way... it's not because