Fall For My Ex’s Mafia Father

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I’m awoken, I don’t know how much later, by the feel of something heavy on the mattress next to me. Surprised by the sudden change, I gasp a little turning towards the movement, but I quickly realize that it’s him, warm beside me. Kent, his body stripped down to his boxer–briefs- his skin and hair a little damp, apparently from a shower-

Wait, where was his shower? The little bathroom I used through a door next to the fireplace was just a little half bath –

“Shhh,” Kent says apologetically, working to put me at ease after he woke me. He slides his body close to mine and his hands are instantly on me, one sliding behind my head so that my head is pillowed on his arm, the other slipping down over the silky grey nightgown and then flipping it aside, moving upwards again up the length of my thigh to my stomach.

I press my back into the warmth of his chest, grumbling a little at having been woken but pleased to have him near again.

“Where did you find this flimsy little thing,” Kent murmurs, lowering his face to my shoulder and running his lips across my skin. I smile, yawning a little.

I reply. “I’ve had it for years. Practically

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me a punishing little nip on my shoulder for that. “This is watered silk, Fay,” he murmurs, nudging my shoulder with his nose so that I turn away a bit, giving him the freedom to drop kisses along my shoulder blades and down the length of my spine. “You call it a rag

little, but then wince as

away from me and looking

true. I had looked at my butt in the mirror this afternoon, curious to see it pleasantly pink where Kent had smacked it so fiercely. I had blushed-

really

it now as I press my hips backwards against Kent, wanting him close to me. He complies, moving his free hand upward again across my stomach to clasp one of my breasts in his palm, purring a

ass.

thumb flicks over my

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