Falling For My Ex's Dad by Oma Green

Chapter 63 Desperate To Make You Mine

Clairessa’s POV

Chapter 63: Desperate To Make You Mine

Gabriel paused, his chest rising and falling as he breathed heavily. His eyes, dark and wild with desire, searched mine. “Why?” he asked, his voice low and full of frustration. “You’ve made it clear you want this.”

His eyes roamed over my body, and I felt his lingering gaze on me. It made me painfully aware of how revealing my lingerie was. Heat rushed to my cheeks as I tried to look away.

“Mr. Storm… we can’t,” I murmured, unsure if I was trying to convince him or myself.

A sly smirk spread across his lips as he created a little space between us. “Can’t?” he teased, confidently. His eyes dropped lower, locking on my hardened nipples that were pressing against the thin fabric. My body betrayed me again, responding to his presence without my permission.

My cheeks burned in embarrassment, and I crossed my arms over my chest, trying to cover myself. “Stop looking at me like that,” I muttered, but my voice didn’t sound convincing, even to me.

He ignored my words and stepped even closer. His lips found my ear, his breath hot and heavy as he whispered, “I can’t stop. You’re driving me insane,” he growled against my neck, his breath hot and heavy making my body tremble with a burning need for him.

His hand reached up, cupping my cheek gently. His rough palm felt warm against my skin, and the way he touched me made my breath hitch. His thumb brushed over my lower lip, sensually, sending a wave of heat through my body that settled deep in my core.

“I want you so bad it hurts,” he continued, to seduce me, his voice raw and filled with longing. His hand slid to the back of my neck, pulling me closer until our bodies were pressed tightly together. His lips hovered just inches from mine, his breath mingling with mine, making my knees weak.

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“Let me show you pleasure like you’ve never known,” he whispered, his tone tender but commanding. “I would stroke and adore every inch of you, until you’re trembling, moaning, and begging for more, completely lost in what I can give. You’ll come for me, Clairessa, over and over–until you know only my hands can bring you this kind of release.”

holding me in place as his dark eyes locked onto mine sending a shockwave through my body, as

trying to stop the need that was growing stronger with

lips brushed against my neck. He kissed the sensitive skin there, his tongue licking softly,

my skin. “I know what you’re feeling,” he whispered, his voice

an invisible line along the curve of my hip before trailing down to my thigh. Each

his fingers brushing against my skin with a teasing lightness that left me trembling. Slowly, he slipped his hand beneath my lingerie, his fingers brushing the edge of my

eyes held a cocky glint as he

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lips as his fingers toyed with the edge of my panties.

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consuming every logical thought. For a brief moment,

nagging voice inside me pulled me back. Not like

I could muster. My hands shook as I shoved him away, breaking the moment. “Please stop this

growled, his voice full of frustration. He ran a hand through his messy hair, his chest heaving as he tried to control himself. His eyes, still dark with desire, fixed on me. “You’ve already driven me mad. Clairessa. Ever since I met you, I haven’t been able to think straight. You’re all I think about. You’ve taken over my mind, my heart, and turned me into this…. this jealous, desperate drunk man.”

believe it… Gabriel Storm, the man who was always so stoic and in control, just confessed to how much he wanted me. I could hardly

perfectly crafted life,” he continued, stepping closer, his tone softer but no less intense. 1 can’t stop thinking about

hear, but not like this. Not when he was drunk, his emotions

with his. His gaze wasn’t just filled with desire–it was vulnerable, real. My

me back in whenever you feel like

to speak with him looking at me like that. “I can’t do this anymore. I won’t”

swear I saw pain flash across his

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