Fall For My Ex’s Mafia Father by Caroline Above Story
Chapter 0182

Chapter 0182

I laugh a little, but then wince as he squeezes a bit.“What?” he asks, pulling away from me and looking down at my body. “Does it hurt?”

“Just a little tender,” I mumble, which is true. I had looked at my butt in the mirror this afternoon, curious to see it pleasantly pinkwhere Kent had smacked it so fiercely. I had blushed — of course — but...I had also liked it. A little souvenir for me to rememberthat moment.

That really, really hot moment.

I'm remembering it now as I press my hips backwards against Kent, wanting him close to me. He complies, moving his free handupward again across my stomach to clasp one of my breasts in his palm, purring a little deep in his chest as he feels the way I fillhis hand, as he shifts his hips to curl against my ass.

I moan a little at his touch, at the way his thumb flicks over my nipple, at the way I can feel him growing stiff against me. It’s afeeling I’m starting to get used to, which makes me feel aroused now, rather than shocked and embarrassed.

Things move quickly then, with none of the games or repartee that we’ve engaged in before. Kent and I — we both simply wanteach other, fast, now. Kent takes his hand away from my breast to pull his shorts down, and then he’s still kicking them off as hedips that hand between my legs, touching me softly. But when he feels how wet I am — already soaking for him — the purr in hischest turns to a growl and he shifts again so that his cock is pressed swiftly against my entrance.

I shift myself, lifting my hips so that he can fit himself in, and then Kent swiftly slides into me, shuddering as he does. I press myeyes closed, gasping a little at the sudden force of him, at the sudden fierceness with which I want him. Kent tightens his armsaround me, pulling me close against his chest as he thrusts himself deep and deeper into me, and then he moves one handdown, slipping between my thighs to replace me slick, pressing his fingers against me just where I want to be touched.

I cum quickly, almost gently this time, under his expert hands. It’s nothing like how it was this afternoon — an experience thatshook me to my core, exhausted me, baffled me. While that was an explosion, this is like a cup spilling over, the sensationsplashing through me and filling me with its warmth. I’m still shuddering, Kent’s fingers softly guiding me through it, when I feelhim cum as well, his thrusts turning hard and thorough before his body goes still behind me as he gasps against my neck. Andthen we both lay still for a long while, panting quietly, Kent still buried inside of me as he clasps me to his chest, one hand oneach of my breasts.

I think we both almost fall asleep a little bit, just like that, when Kent twitches awake and groans, pulling away from me and sittingup, running a hand through his hair.

“Come back to sleep,” I murmur, reaching out for him. And he nods to me, letting me know that he will, before he reaches overfor an alarm clock sitting on his bedside table and expertly winds it, pressing the buttons so that it will ring at the proper hour.

“An alarm clock?” I ask, my surprise waking me a little. I sitting up on my elbows, watching him. “Um, Kent,” I say, a little derisive,“you know that they have phones now. Phones that have those built in.”

“Im an old man, Fay,” Kent scolds, putting the clock back in its place on the table and turning back to glower over me. “Leave meto be set in my ways. Besides, that,” he says, gesturing over his shoulder with a thumb to indicate the little metal clock, “wouldwake the dead. And it doesn’t turn off if it fails to charge overnight.”

“Oh, and shall I light your lantern foryou, my lord, so that you may see inthe dark?” I tease lau ghiag adi‘agian. we shall tie amessage to the foot of your swiftestpigeon, so you can communicatewith those you love who live afar —“Please read the original content at.

“Shut up,” Kent growls at me, but he’s laughing too as he gathers me into his arms before laying on his back.

“And one day, you shall throw out your abacus, because they shall invent a mighty machine called a calculator which will addgreat sums —*

“Enough!” Kent snarls, though hisimplied threat is ruined, a bit, by thefact that he’s also I iag..pey ate my body stillaking a little bit with a fading giggleas I close my eyes. “Go to sleep, Fay,”he orders, grumpy. “It’s late.” Pleaseread the original content at.

“Don’t boss me ‘round,” I murmur,rubbing my face again thimcuctil in(ed stow (Re ReAnd then,in moments, we both fall asleep.Please read the original content at.