Falling For My Ex's Dad by Oma Green

Chapter 112: Needing Him So Bad It Hurts

and dominate me–just like that night. A rush of fear and thrill surged through me, tightening low in my belly. Then his mouth claimed mine again–fiercer this time. His tongue tangled with mine, demanding, tasting, exploring. It wasn’t a kiss; it was a branding. He pulled back just enough to breathe against my lips. I’m going to take you now.” His hand slid around my waist, fingers digging into my flesh, tugging me closer–his hardness pressing even deeper into my core. The raw intensity in his touch sent another wave of need crashing through me. Gabriel’s hands reached for his belt, hastily unbuckling it, his fingers working with desperate urgency as he unzipped his pants. I watched him, my core tightening in anticipation, my mind already filled with the thought of him driving into me, stretching me, filling me over

I could see it–the need in his eyes, the way he wanted me just as much as I wanted him. Yet, he was still trying to protect me from the very thing I craved. Slowly, deliberately, I leaned back against the kitchen island. My knees fell apart, spreading my legs wider- offering myself to him. His gaze dropped instantly, and a hungry, tortured groan left his lips. His hands twitched at his sides, the internal battle written all over his body. “Gabriel Storm…” I purred, certain I was soaking wet, wanting to