Fall For My Ex's Mafia Father novel Chapter 132

I’m shocked and confused by the emotions that run through my body in this moment. Because one part of me – a huge part – wants me to cry out, to beg him to stop – to tell him that I’m scared, and this is too new, and too fast –

But the other part – maybe the larger part?

God damn it, but it wants him.

I am absolutely, completely freaked out by all of this but…

I am also soaking wet.

I grimace as I realize it, embarrassed and a little ashamed and totally confused. What is wrong with me, that I’d let someone chain me to their wall as part of some kind of sex contract, and that I’d like it –

“Spread your feet,” Kent commands, his voice soft and ridiculously close to my ear. I jump a little, but I do as he says, moving my feet a few inches apart.

“Wider,” he commands, impatient. I comply, spreading my feet until they’re at shoulder width. “Good girl,” he purrs, and then puts a hand between my shoulder blades, obliging me to lean forward just a little bit, until the chains holding my wrists above my head go taut.

I’m panting, now, as I feel him move his hand back to my hips, pulling me backwards just a little until –

Until I feel my ass pressed against him, against the whole hard length of him, stiff and ready.

“See what you do to me, Fay?” Kent whispers, his voice rough. “Did you know that you make me this hard?”

Slowly, desperately, I shake my head.

He moves one hand lower then, around the curve of my ass and then shifting his hips so that there’s space for him to move his hand downward, between my thighs. My panting grows rougher as I realize that he’s heading, inexorably, towards…

“I’ll stop,” Kent murmurs, bending his body over my back, his fingers just inches from my panty line, “whenever you ask me to, Fay.”

My eyes fly suddenly open at this as I realize, through my haze of desire, that it is still a game. That he’s pushing me, trying to get me to balk.

But god damnit, if he thinks I’m going to be the one to…