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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holding the glass out

eyes defiant. “Mr. Storm, you don’t get to tell

stubborn. Drinking puts you in a vulnerable state. And I

her nipples

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 enjoy

what are you saying?” she insisted, her fingers trailing up my arm

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

bad, Mr. Storm. This isn’t the office. I don’t take orders

through me, and I wrapped my arm firmly around her waist, pulling

from mine, her breath warm against my skin. “Tell me, Mr. Storm, how would you like to punish me?” she whispered,

have no idea what you’re asking for,” I growled, my voice thick with desire. She was pushing me to the edge, testing my control. Her boldness, her soft body pressed against

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take her somewhere private, to spank her until her skin turned red, to make her beg for more. But I couldn’t let her know the power she had over me. Not

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, and I felt myself growing harder by the second.

here, right now. But I couldn’t lose control. Not like this. “I won’t let myself be used for some childish game of revenge,” I said, my voice strained with the effort of holding back. “Or be

you do? Use women, cheat

shot back. The comparison angered me. I wasn’t like that. I might be cold and guarded, but I’d

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

said, my voice guarded. I didn’t let people in. Angelique had made sure of that. Since her, I’d kept everyone at arm’s

to you,” she insisted, her voice soft but firm. “You hide behind your office, behind your power. But I think deep down, you’re

trained myself

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I wanted nothing more than to give

I muttered, finding the strength to pull

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