Falling For My Ex's Dad by Oma Green

Chapter 32: Pushing Her Away

I paced frantically around my living room, struggling to cont

rol my spiraling thoughts and my throbbing erection, desperately aching to be buried inside her. Clairessa had just confessed she was a virgin, then backtracked, saying she wasn’t. I didn’t know what to believe, and the confusion was driving me mad.

If she was a virgin, I couldn’t touch her. That was a line I never crossed. I didn’t want to hurt her or take something so important from her. But the thought of her being innocent made me want her even more, and it was messing with my head.

I felt torn–frustrated and suddenly, it all felt wrong, as if I was taking advantage of her pain for my own selfish gain. What kind of man did that make me? No different from her cheating boyfriend, who kept her around for his personal benefit.

“Gabriel, say something…” she said, her voice shaky.

“Clairessa, I need you to tell me the truth,” I replied, my gaze fixed on her. “Are you a virgin?”

“I… um… no… of course not. I’ve been with my boyfriend many times, I might add,” she stammered nervously, her cheeks flushing as she struggled for words. “I meant to say you’re the first guy who wanted to…”

She paused, her face red with embarrassment. “My boyfriend… I mean, ex–boyfriend, and I had sex a couple of times… but it wasn’t like what we have. His touch always felt cold, and he somehow blamed me for having a low sex drive.”

“That fucker,” I grunted under my breath. Not only had the jerk cheated on her, but he also blamed her for his own inability to arouse her.

I walked back and sat beside her, gently lifting her chin so our eyes met. “Your boyfriend was an asshole for not being patient enough to learn how to please you,” I muttered, unable to stop my fingers from lightly brushing across her breast. “Your body is so responsive to every touch. You’re every man’s dream. Only a fool wouldn’t see that.”

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“Then why are we stopping?” she asked, leaning closer, pressing her body against mine. I knew if I didn’t create distance, I would end up parting her legs and taking her right there–hard and fast on the sofa.

“This is wrong,” I muttered, standing and putting space between us. “You’re hurt, and I took advantage of that,” I added, feeling like a fraud.

“No, you didn’t. I came onto you because I want you.”

gaze. “What you want is to forget the scum who hurt you. This is just rebound sex to help you move on.

hell I would,” she shot back, her voice raised. I could tell she was frustrated with

that I desperately want to forget my ex, but that doesn’t change the fact that

as she came to stand

No matter how many times you’ve tried

can’t…” I began, but she cut me off.

push me away because you’re scared of what’s going

us.”

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not scared of anything,” I lied, avoiding

“You’re terrified of feeling something real. That’s why you hide behind

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her thighs. My gaze was drawn to her smooth, slender legs and

of the shirt still undone, exposing the curves of her succulent breasts. The sight made my pulse race. I felt an overwhelming urge to strip the shirt off her completely, to have her standing naked before me while I worshipped every inch of her body.

make her feel frigid? She was the epitome of desire; every movement was so

need to claim her, to make her mine in every sense of the

But I couldn’t.

my eyes away, forcing myself to step back. “That’s the problem, Clairessa,” I said hoarsely, my voice

do?” she asked, her gaze meeting mine, though I

who understand the rules. They know not to expect anything more.'”

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does that even mean?” she asked, crossing

that I can’t

echoed, shaking her head in disbelief. “You mean love, commitment, loyalty…”

“Clairessa, I can’t give any woman more than just sex. The

to sleep with

of the women I sleep with are successful in

sort of king?” She scoffed. “That makes no sense. Why won’t you let

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