Filed to story: Falling for My Ex's Mafia Dad Novel Free PDF (Fay Alden & Kent Lippert)
I pull back a little in shock, blinking up at him, trying to judge if heâ??s serious. But when I take in the clenched line of his jaw, this drawn browsâ?¦I realize that he is.
â??All right,â? I say, my eyes going wide with sudden fear. â??Never again, Kent. I promise â?? thatâ??s the end of it. The end of it all. Okay?â?
He nods tersely, but doesnâ??t stop glaring at me, doesnâ??t let me down from my place pressed against the wall.
â??So,â? I say, anxiety coiling in my chest now. â??Kent, are weâ?¦are we okay? Are we good?â?
â??Not yet,â? he snaps, his grip on me tightening once more.
My frown deepens, confused. â??What â??â??
But before I can get my question out Kentâ??s mouth is hard on mine. I moan almost instantly as he parts my lips with his, as his tongue slides into my mouth. One hand wraps around my waist, pinning me firmly to him as his other hand leaves my ass and slides between us.
My moan deepens as he slides his fingers against me and I tear my head to the side, pressing my eyes shut at the intensity of the feeling of Kentâ??s hands sliding against me. God â?? Kentâ??s hands â?? all thoughts of this afternoon, of mafia drama â?? it all disappears, because the only thing I can focus on now is the way heâ??s slipping his thumb right to that point at the crest of me.
â??Iâ??m going to show you, Fay,â? Kent growls, his voice low, â??that good things come when you listen to me, and do as I say.â?
My back arches, pressing me closer to him as I moan my agreement, my consent, anything that will keep him going. Then angry hum in his chest deepens as he continues to stroke me with his thumb, sending shivers through my entire body. Then, when a moan slips from my lips at every stroke, Kentâ??s fingers slip lower, two pressing into me, slow and thick. I groan and shudder at the feel of him starting to fill me â?? his fingers curling right at that spot â??
My breath comes in hard pants already, because I want him â?? I mean, I always want him, but now, especially â?? I want to be as close to him as I can. My eyes flutter open as Kentâ??s hand begins to pulse and water drips down my face, dragging over my lips as I stare into his gorgeous face â??
Kent shifts his hand, going deeper, and my head falls back a little, my eyelids fluttering because itâ??s perfect â?? god, fuck, how does he know precisely â??
He lowers his mouth to my bared neck, and I swear I light on fire at the press of his lips against my pulse. My hips buck against him, wanting more, needing it â?? pleasure builds in me already to the breaking point, coaxed there in an instant by Kentâ??s expert hands. I lift my head, my hands going to his face, wanting his mouth on mine again as I start to spill over â??
â??No,â? he snaps and I whimper a little as he pulls his hand away â??
I blink, my breathing rough in the hot foggy air of the shower, and stare at him, confused â??
Why â??
â??On your feet, Fay,â? he orders, his grip on my waist loosening.
â??What â??â??
Kent just gives me a look that silences me and I groan a little, my mouth trembling â?? I was so close â?? but I do as Iâ??m told, unlocking my legs from their place around his waist and placing them on the ground.
Before I can even think, Kent grabs me by the waist and spins me, and pressing a hand between my shoulder blades, leaning me forward so that my hands and chest are pressed against the wall. His free hand goes to my hips, pulling them backward against him so that I can feel the full, hard press of his cock. My nipples instantly go hard up against the cool tile that I rest my cheek against.
â??Who is in charge here, Fay,â? Kent growls, pressing the hard mass of that thick dick up against my slick folds, pulling hard on my hips so that he grinds against me.
I moan a little, heat pulsing suddenly through me as I relish the coolness of the wall against my flushed cheek, closing my eyes, wanting him. â??You are, Kent,â? I whisper, my voice thick with my need.
â??And youâ??re going to do exactly what I tell you to?â? he asks, leaning over my back and teasing me, pressing the tip of his cock just at the edge of my entrance. I press my hips backwards, wanting him, but lightening fast he whips the hand from my shoulders and smacks me hard in the ass.
â??No,â? he growls. â??Say it.â?
â??Whatever you want,â? I pant, my eyes pressed shut. â??Whatever you say.â? The words are basically a gibberish moan â?? I donâ??t even know if he understands them â?? but the deep, contented hum of Kentâ??s breath in his chest lets me know he takes my meaning.
I brace myself against the wall as Kent starts to press into me, and then he drives himself forward, filling me with a single stroke. The sound that rips from my throat is wordless, feral because I love â?? I love this â??
I fucking love the way my body feels when it clenches around him â?? love the feel of him pounding that thick cock so deep inside me that I feel him everywhere â?? love the sound of his quickening breath as he loses grip on the control thatâ??s so precious to him.
I love the way that pleasure spools out in me, building again to that peak, to that crest I was previously denied â??
â??No,â? he growls again, his pace quickening. My eyes blink open and I try to look back but he slams his hips forward, making me moan and shut my eyes again, unable to help it. â??Youâ??ll cum when I tell you to, Fay.â?
â??What?â? I gasp, confused â?? my mind fuzzy with pleasure â??
â??Donâ??t you dare,â? he growls, pounding faster now, shifting his angle lower in a way that makes me groan, makes my legs feel a little weak, â??finish until I tell you to.â?
â??Kent,â? I gasp, his name hot on my tongue as I feel myself start to go, â??I donâ??t think I can â??â??
â??Donâ??t, Fay!â? he snaps, raising his hand again and smacking me sharp on the ass, a move that just makes me clench tighter against him. â??Do as I say,â? he commands.
And I hesitate â?? because I want to, but Iâ??m not sure that I can â?? Iâ??m not in control â?? but then he slows his pace and fucks me with long, deep, thorough strokes and it feels like my mind goes blank. Fuck, but all I can do is gasp, and nod, and agree to do whatever the fuck he wants me to do whenever he wants me to do it â??
Because this? God, yes, this is everything I want â?? I could stay the rest of my life in this shower
â??Good girl,â? Kent murmurs, bending down over me and continuing to fuck me with those thick, hard, deep strokes as I do everything, everything I can to hold myself together, my legs shaking with the effort. The pleasure, it builds in me now, past the point where I thought it could go, and I struggle and writhe against Kent, my hips bucking hard against him, whimpering with want and need.
I feel Kentâ??s hot breath on my back as the water streams around us, as Kent begins to set a brutal, steady pace, pounding so deep into me that the pleasure coils tighter and tighter like a spring, wanting to loosen. But I donâ??t let it.
Still â?? itâ??s so hard â?? I canâ??t hold it back much longer â??
I groan, my back arching, and I whimper as I turn my face to him over my shoulder. â??Kent,â? I pant, â??I canâ??t â?? I canâ??t hold it back anymore â?? â??
â??Beg me for it,â? he growls, a hand sliding across my stomach to grasp my breast, his fingers twisting against my nipple â??
â??Please,â? I plead, the word breathless and desperate.
â??Go,â? he commands, shifting again, the new angle at which he fucks me hitting some point that makes my head fall back as I cry out, as everything spills forward â?? all the coiled up pleasure, all the delayed gratification â??
I shout and moan as it courses through me, my whole body shaking, and Kent quickly pulls me back so that my back is flush against his chest, holding me through it as I feel him shudder and moan himself, and then the quick rush of his cum filling me inside, hot and thick and luxurious after the brutal pounding I just took.
I have absolutely no control of my body for a few moments as the pleasure streaks through me, Kent holding me tight against him as his own body shakes and shudders, stroking into me a few more times as the feelings subside.
When itâ??s done, when my breath comes back to me in heavy pants, I hang my head forward, my eyes pressed shut.
â??Are you all right?â? he murmurs, cupping my cheek and starting to turn my face towards him.
When I donâ??t answer he goes tense, and then spins me, and cups my face in his palms. â??Fay!â? he snaps, forcing me to blink my eyes open as I look up at him.
â??Iâ??m fine, Kent!â? I say, swatting at him without force and giving him a little frown as I stumble back a step. â??Would you give a girl a minute to come down?â?
He laughs, a relieved little sound, and before I can do anything he dips down and wraps his hands again around the back of my thighs, lifting me up again and wrapping my legs again around his waist. I groan at the movement, just wanting to stay still, but I tuck my head against his neck and wrap my arms around him, letting him carry me as he turns off the water and steps out of the shower.
My body goes tense at the sudden cold now that weâ??re out of what was basically a sauna, and Kent murmurs something sweet to me before grabbing a fluffy towel and wrapping it around my shoulders. Then he heads for the door.
â??Noo,â? I moan, lifting my head a little, coming back to myself more and more as each moment passes. â??Itâ??s going to be freezing out there â??â??