Falling For My Ex's Dad by Oma Green

Clairessa’s POV

Chapter 64: Falling For Him

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Gabriel kissed me again, deeper this time, his tongue sliding against mine, claiming me completely. I felt a wave of sweet sensations course through me as I melted in his arms. His hand moved down my back, pulling me even closer as if he couldn’t stand the distance between us.

I gasped softly as his hardened length pressed against my core. Heat pooled low in my belly, and my thoughts spiraled uncontrollably. I couldn’t stop myself from imagining what it would feel like to have him inside me, moving, consuming me with pleasure. A shiver ran through me at the thought. Fuck…I wanted Gabriel Storm so much.

But not like this. Not when he was drunk.

I’m not the girl you sleep with because you’re drunk and jealous,” I shot at him, forcefully breaking the kiss. My hands trembled as I shoved against his chest, trying to create space between us. I hoped my words would push him away, make him stop. But they didn’t.

This was all I had wanted–the perfect setup for the revenge I had planned. He was right here, ready, and I could take everything from him. But I couldn’t do it. I didn’t want our first time to be like this, with him drunk and reckless.

Suddenly, his hand grabbed mine, guiding it down and placing it firmly on his hard length. “This is what you do to me,” he growled, his voice raw with need. “I walk around with a painful hard–on every time you’re near. Since that night at the club, I haven’t stopped thinking about you… what it would feel like to slide inside your

wetness.”

His words set every nerve in my body on fire, tempting me in ways I didn’t want to admit. My body burned with the desire to give in, to let myself feel him completely. But I couldn’t. I didn’t need him waking up in the morning with regret and ruining the passionate moment we had.

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hand back. “My answer

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He scoffed as though he just made a recent discovery. “You’re turning me down because of Daniel, aren’t you?” he accused. “Have you already started something with

don’t belong to you,” I shot back, shoving him away with more

closer, forcing me to backwalk until my legs hit the edge of the bed once more. I stumbled,

I couldn’t control, and I knew I would give in if I let him continue. This was what I wanted, but

not one I could match. I gasped as my body willingly moulded into his my legs instinctively wrapping around his waist, holding

hand framed my cheek, his thumb brushing lightly over my skin. “You’re so young. So beautiful,” he murmured. His lips nuzzled my neck, his breath warm

deeply, taking in the scent of my neck. His eyes closed as though he was savoring it, holding onto the

against mine. When his eyes opened again, they were darker, his gaze piercing

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hurt you,” he whispered as his stormy eyes searched mine. “I want to

slowly, repeatedly, and I could see the exhaustion taking over. His strong body finally gave in, sagging against mine. His breathing steadied as he fell asleep, his

stayed completely still, frozen by the rawness of his emotions. For a moment, I couldn’t move, stunned by what had just happened. Slowly, I managed to wriggle out from under

beside him on the bed, and stared at his sleeping face. His handsome, rigid, commanding features were soft now, gentle in sleep. He looked

man who always seemed so untouchable–had confessed that he couldn’t be with

at the thought, leaving me breathless as I looked down at his large,

feel right. Carefully, I slipped off his shoes, my

unbuttoned it slowly, one button at a time. Even in his sleep, he grumbled, his lips pressing into a faint frown. He

his abs hard and perfectly defined. For a moment, I paused, my eyes lingering on the sight of him. He was so