Fall For My Ex’s Mafia Father by Caroline Above Story

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I’m shocked and confused by the emotions that run through 

my body in this moment. Because one part of me – a huge part 

– 

– wants me to cry out, to beg him to stop – to tell him that I’m 

scared, and this is too new, and too fast – 

But the other part – maybe the larger part? 

God damn it, but it wants him. 

I am absolutely, completely freaked out by all of this but… 

I am also soaking wet. 

I grimace as I realize it, embarrassed and a little ashamed and totally confused. What is wrong with me, that I’d let someone chain me to their wall as part of some kind of sex contract, and 

that I’d like it- 

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“Spread your feet,” Kent commands, his voice soft and ridiculously close to my ear. I jump a little, but I do as he says, 

moving my feet a few inches apart. 

“Wider,” he commands, impatient. I comply, spreading my feet 

until they’re at shoulder width. “Good girl,” he purrs, and then 

puts a hand between my shoulder blades, obliging me to lean 

forward just a little bit, until the chains holding my wrists above my 

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head go taut. 

I’m panting,, now, as I feel him move his hand back to my hips, pulling me backwards just a little until- 

Until I feel my ass pressed against him, against the whole hard length of him, stiff and ready. 

“See what you do to me, Fay?” Kent whispers, his voice rough. “Did you know that you make me this hard?” 

Slowly, desperately, I shake my head. 

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He moves one hand lower then, around the curve of my ass and 

then shifting his hips so that there’s space for him to move his hand downward, between my thighs. My panting grows rougher 

as I realize that he’s heading, inexorably, towards… 

“I’ll stop,” Kent murmurs, bending his body over my back, his 

fingers just inches from my panty line, “whenever you ask me to, 

Fay.” 

My eyes fly suddenly open at this as I realize, through my haze of desire, that it is still a game. That he’s pushing me, trying to get me 

to balk. 

But god damnit, if he thinks I’m going to be the one to… 

“More,” I breathe, closing my eyes, feeling my body start to tremble in fear and anticipation and need. “More, Kent,” I 

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demand. 

Kent grits his teeth at her words. God damn it. 

Because he doesn’t want her like this. 

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He wants her – fuck, but he wants her, he wants to bury his cock so deep in this girl that it makes her whole body shake, he wants to hear her groan with the feeling of him pounding himself inside 

of her. 

But not. Like. This. 

He wants Fay in clean sheets, downstairs, in his bed. He wants Fay laid out before him so he can lick every inch of her body, so he can take his time making sure she’s ready for him, that her pussy is so wet and aching for him that she cums the moment he presses himself inside her. 

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