Falling For My Ex's Dad by Oma Green

Chapter 99. No Other Man Can Have

Clairessa’s POV

Chapter 99: No Other Man Can Have

My head spun as a mix of fear and excitement coursed through me; anticipation burned in my veins.

I made my way to the bed, my knees sinking into the soft sheets as I pressed my hands against them.

My thighs spread apart, revealing my warmth.

A chill ran through me. I was completely open, vulnerable. I was sure he could see how wet I was, my arousal glistening at my entrance, silently begging for him.

Instead of shame all I felt was an unbearable heat.

Then I heard the rustle of fabric–the unbuckling of his belt, the slide of his zipper.

A shiver raced down my spine.

I didn’t turn. I couldn’t.

I felt him before he even touched me–his presence, consuming, commanding.

Then he was behind me.

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Chapter 99 No Other Man Can Have

His fingers tangled in my hair, gripping, pulling, forcing my head back as his lips crashed against mine.

The kiss was wild and desperate.

His mouth was hungry, devouring as they claimed every inch of my skin.

His hands traveled down my neck, rough and demanding. He cupped my breasts, squeezing them together tightly, making me whimper.

Pain and pleasure mixed like a drug, and I was addicted. His fingers found my nipples, rolling and pinching the hardened buds between his thumbs.

A fiery sensation shot through me, making me arch back against him.

His mouth traced a path down my spine, his tongue grazing against my sensitive skin.

Then he moved lower, pausing at my waist.

I held my breath, waiting.

Aching.

For his touch where I throbbed the most.

But instead, a sudden spank cracked against my ass.

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A gasp tore from my lips as my body jolted forward from the impact

The sting spread like wildfire, but instead of pain, it only deepened the throbbing ache between my legs

Again.

Another spank. Harder.

“Gabe…” I moaned, pressing my forehead into the sheets, my body pulsing from the delicious burn.

“You belong to me,” he growled.

Another punishing slap, his palm branding my skin with his dominance.

Harder.

skin burning, my arousal only

even knowing what I was pleading for.

To stop?

To keep going?

you want?” His tongue

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soothing the sting before his fingers slipped between my

rocking back, seeking

need and the

chuckle rumbled from

spanked me again, even harder,

could fully settle, his fingers slid down

bitter–sweet sensations he

murmured, satisfaction dripping from his

of him, so I pressed my warmth deeper into his palm, desperate to feel

clit.

stroked my wetness, gathering the juice around my clit

moan escaped me as he teased my

slid one finger inside

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His pace was slow, torturous, each thrust of

yes… only you,” I moaned, pleading,

And then–he stopped.

desperate whimper escaped my

hands were on me

hand

the mix of

can bring you this pleasure,” he

buds between his fingers, his hands owning every inch of me.

“Is that clear?”

yes, Gabriel,” I gasped.

clit, rubbing slow, teasing strokes before slipping back inside

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Deep Perfect. Consuming

knew exactly what

and punishing, soothing and

building inside me–toward him for using my body as an escape

intentionally delaying my

Then–he paused again,

back, one hand caressing

skin is perfect,” he murmured, adoring me,

sweet beauty,

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stretching me out, riding me, before curling his fingers and finding the spot that sent electricity racing up my spine.

he knew my orgasm was so

wrong,

clear he was proving a point.

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that he was in control–commanding my body as if

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and my body cooperated no matter how much

a sick game meant to punish me,

going to let Gabriel Storm

into my own hands.

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between my thighs as I reached for my clit, ready to give myself the release my body desperately

spank cracked against my hand.

my clit, and my body was

twice, each hit with the perfect amount of force.

overwhelming I felt like I was going to

then he stopped and

a way that sent a fresh rush