Fall For My Ex’s Mafia Father by Caroline Above Story
Chapter 0178

Kent brings me back to myself, though, with a little laugh. "So," he says, and I blush a little in apology for drifting off. "Do I finally get an answer?

"To what?" I ask, titing my hand.

"My question. Are you all right?"

"CH" I say, and then laugh, leaning back against the pillows and covering my face with my hands. "I'm fine, Kent" I say, meaning it. My body feels mostly back to normal now - well better than normal in some ways, amazing really-but I've certainly got my strength back. I'm sorry I don't know what happened to me."

Kent loughs along with me and suddenly I feel his weight shift on the bad. Ialide my hands down my face a little to watch him come to my other side, leaning back against the pillows with me. He slides an arm around my shoulders and pule me tight against his chest. Did you like it?" he asks, serious.

I blush, but then I lock up into his face, my expression sincere. "Does it make me..strange? Like, a freak? That I liked it a lot? When you spanked me and then wrapped your hand around my throat?"

I hear a pur build in Kant's chest as he slips a finger under my chin and tits my face up to his. "No, Fay," he assures me. "It doesn't make you a freak if you liked it. It just makes you very, very sexy."

And then he kisses me, soft but urgent. And I let him. I let him pull me tight against him as he moves his mouth on mine, opening my lips, letting his tongue silda against them. I feel another little shudder pass through measl lean into him, wanting him again, even though my poor body probably can't take it

Suddenly, we both feel a vibration, and Kent leans away from me. cursing softy. He reaches into his back pocket and pulls out his phone. I watch him closely, my arms still wrapped around his neck, as he cancels the call on his phone but then flips through some massages he apparently missed when his pants were in a pile on the floor.

"Shit." Kent murmurs

"What," I ask, drawing back from him. "Is everything okay?"

"No," he replies, sighing and looking at me. "Thave to go, Fay."

"Ch," I say, pulling back further from him and leaning against my elbows. "Is everything okay?"

Kent gives me a look and shakes his head, and I'm able to intuit that his implied "no" has two meanings: first, that something is indeed wrong, and that it's none of my business. I hesitate, turning my body to climb out of the bed so that I can offer to help, but Kent interrupts my movement.

"No," he orders, putting a commanding hand on my hip to stop me."I want you right here, Fay."

"What?" I ask, turning back to him, surprised. You want me to wait here? For you?"

"Yes," he says, his expression hungry now. "I have some business to take care of, but the entire time I'm gone. I want to think of you here, in this bed. Waiting for me."

"Ch," I say, leaning back against the pillows and looking at him in surprise. But, despite that surprise, my traitorous little body betrays me, and I get a little bit wet at the thought of him wanting me the entire time he's gona "Um, okay.."

Kent nods, and then climbe out of the bed, striding over to a mirror against the wall to check his appearance. He begins to straighten his clothes, re-tucking his shirt into his pants.

"Um, Kent?" I ask. He glances at me in the mirror and nods, bruckly inviting me to ask my question. "What's wrong? Is is it the war with the familles?"