Fall For My Ex's Mafia Father novel Chapter 72

The sight of her kneeling for him on the ground, panting, waiting –

The sweet yelp that she made, her whole body tensing as he just flicked her ass with the whip –

God, he’d been instantly hard when he heard that noise – had felt, finally, like he could control her again –

But then.

Fucking then. When she had said no.

He had just lost it. Lost complete control – gone to his knees in front of her – and she had laughed at him.

Kent pictures her face in that moment – her beautiful face, with her red curls spilling around her cheeks, as she had smirked at him and not begged, but demanded that he hit her again.

God damnit. He had almost truly lost it then – almost…

Instead, he’d gotten out of the room.

But now, in the privacy of his office, pissed at himself for losing control, horrified that it was at her hands – this girl – this nothing –

He lets him think about what he would have done – what he almost did - if he’d stayed just two more seconds down there.

Grabbed her by that red hair, pulled her to him, crushed her face to his own, panted into her mouth as he ripped the shirt from her body, grasped her small, firm breast in his palm, pulled her on top of him –

Made her moan, made her beg –

Fuck, Kent thinks, grinding his teeth against his desire, but he can’t help it. Instead, he gives in, swiftly unbuckling his belt, the top button of his pants, thrusting his hand inside.

“Fay?”

Her head swivels towards the door as it pushes open slightly, a dark head peeking from behind it.