Falling For My Ex's Dad by Oma Green

Chapter 112: Needing Him So Bad It Hurts

to see me take my pleasure so intense that it heightened my own. “Eyes on me,” he ordered, his thumb circling back to my clit, pressing down just enough to send another jolt of pleasure surging through me. My gaze met his–burning with desire. “That’s it, my sweet, he praised, his fingers fucking me through my release as my body shattered around him. “Such a good girl, coming just for me.” Before I could catch my breath, his mouth was on mine–devouring, consuming. His tongue thrust past my lips, claiming me just as his fingers had. He pressed his hardened length against my soaked core, the rigid heat of him straining through his pants, making me whimper. His hands skimmed roughly up my thighs, yanking my dress higher. Then, without warning, he gripped the lacy edges of my panties and tore them apart. A ragged moan tore from my lips. “Oh my god… Gabriel…” There was no more gentleness in his touch. The tender Gabriel was gone. Replaced by the dark, commanding man who wanted nothing more than to own 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 and over again- But then- “Dammit,” he groaned, his hands stilling just as he was about to push his pants down. And then–he stepped back. The distance he created felt unbearable. My

escape his pain while keeping me at arm’s length. But tonight was different. I could see it–the need in his eyes, the way