Falling For My Ex's Dad by Oma Green

Chapter 21

Gabriel’s POV

Chapter 21: Resisting Her

I sat in the VIP section of the club, utterly exhausted as I forced myself to settle into the wild atmosphere around me. After the week I’d had, I thought a drink might help clear my head and distract me for the night. That was until I saw her.

Clairessa.

She was there in the middle of the dance floor, laughing, her body swaying to the music. Our gazes locked, but she acted like she didn’t know me, continuing to flirt and laugh with a man I didn’t recognize. His eyes were fixed on her plunging neckline, drinking in the sight of her. She wore a sky–blue gown that glittered under the club lights, enhancing her caramel skin. The dress clung to her curves, ending just above her thighs, exposing her soft, slender legs.

I knew exactly what he was thinking, and there was no way I was letting that happen. Not on my watch.

When he leaned in to kiss her, she pulled back slightly, but that was the last straw. My restraint snapped.

I strode over, my anger building with every step. I positioned myself between her and the man, towering over him at 6’4“. My presence alone sent a clear warning. He took one look at me and backed off. “Stay the hell away from her,” I growled. He muttered something under his breath and left quickly.

Turning back to Clairessa, I watched as she took large gulps from her Margarita, her plump lips hovering over the rim of the glass, taunting me.

“Mr. Storm…” she mocked, as if she hadn’t just driven me mad with jealousy. “What did you say to that poor man to scare him off?” She pouted playfully and tried to take another sip, but I snatched the glass from her hand before she could.

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enough drinking,” I said, holding the glass out of her

back, her eyes defiant. “Mr. Storm, you don’t get

puts you in a vulnerable state. And I don’t trust these men.”

countered, pressing her body against me, her nipples brushing against my chest, sending a surge of heat through

her hardened nipples brushed my chest. A throbbing ache grew in my pants, and I silently cursed myself for being so easily affected. Did she know what she was doing to me? Did she

insisted, her fingers trailing up my arm as she tried to reach her drink.

the glass above her head and placed it on the bar, out

This isn’t the office. I don’t take

my arm firmly around her waist, pulling her closer. Her lips were parted, and the temptation to kiss her–just to shut

breath warm against my skin. “Tell me, Mr. Storm,

was pushing me to the edge, testing my control.

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what she was doing. My mind screamed at me to take her somewhere private, to spank her until her skin turned red, to make her beg for more. But I couldn’t let her

here. Not now.

on their desires.” Her voice was low, sultry, as she pressed her body even closer, her breasts soft against my chest. The heat between us was unbearable,

right here, right now. But I couldn’t lose control. Not like this. “I won’t let

“Isn’t that what men like you do? Use women, cheat on them, and then

bastard who hurt you,” I shot back. The comparison

me, a softness in her eyes. “Then show me who you are.” Her hands moved to caress my face, but I pulled

made sure of

her voice soft but firm. “You hide behind your office, behind your power.

down my walls? I wasn’t afraid. I had trained myself to fear nothing.

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to mine. Her body was so inviting, her scent intoxicating, and I wanted nothing more than to give

don’t sleep with my employees,” I muttered, finding the strength to pull away.

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