Fall For My Ex’s Mafia Father by Caroline Above Story
Chapter 0173

My whole body starts to shake now - Just a little bit and I'm a little bit at a loss as to why. I'm not scared, I know that it must be anticipation or the completely new experience of knowing that Kent Lippert is keeling behind me as I bend half naked over his desk and that he's looking at -

At me-

I blush, then, totally undone by it not knowing whether to feel embarrassed or- or excited - Kent Lippert, kneeling for me -

But then there's a soft touch at my thigh - the inside of it as Kent brings his face close to me -

And suddenly feel the stubble of his cheek against the crease of my ass before he drags the length of his tongue up my center-

I groan, suddenly, my whole body shaking herder now at the sensation of it - of Kent's broad, firm tongue tasting me, slowly working his way up through me-

He doesn't do it again, instead letting his upward momentum carry him to his feet, settling behind me again in the place he was before. His hands are again on my hips as he presses himself against my ass, his dick thick against the wetness that he just tasted

I moan again, my head falling forward as I shudder hard against Kent, who again grinds himself against me. I feel the deepest parts of me begin to clench and flutter, aching for him more now than they have before-

I didn't know - didn't know I could want someone like this

"Can you feel what you do to me. Fay?" Kent growls, thrusting his hipe against me sharply, punishing. "Do you see how hard you make me? It is incredibly..frustrating. To lose control like this. Every single. fucking, time you walk into the room."

Another moan escapes me and fin hardly able to handle it now, loving-absolutely loving- the idea that I do this to him. Kent presses himself against me again, enjoying, I think, seeing me writhe-

And as he does so, my hand slips-moving just an inch forward-

And suddenly I feel a sharp pain snap through the right side of my ass, accompanied by a thick thwapping sound

I stand straight up, gasping loud, my eyes flying wide as realize that Kent-

Kent just fucking spanked me-

start to turn to look at him, appalled, but he does it again, a little harder this time.

"Cyes front, Fay," Kent anape, though I can hear the undercurrent of pleasure in his voice. "Hands on the desk. Don't move them."

freeze. Absolutely freeze for a few moments. And Kent lets me he lets me process this, decide what to do next. And then I realize that it - it didn't actually hurt - not really. That Kent smacked my ass precisely at its mestiest part, which absorbed the blow-

And that while it stung, certainly, and shocked me to the depths of me-

God damn it, that it felt good. That I liked it something about the snap of pain in combination with all the intensity of this moment, the pleasure-

liked it a lot.

And so I face front again, placing my hands precisely back where they were, reassuming my position, glad that Kent can't see the smile spreading across my face.

"Good gir, Fay," Kent whispers, his voice thick now - with emotion, or need, or god, I don't know what, who

Ceres-

Decause Kent pulls away from me and the next thing Thear is the jangle of his belt being undone, the sound of the fabric of his pants moving and then falling hard against the floor. And jump a little, my breath coming fest again 88 Kent puts one hand back on my hip, bringing his body close. I close my eyes, imagining his other hand working himself, priming his cock, running over the thick head of it as he looks down at my ass, thinks about plunging inte me-