Falling For My Ex's Dad by Oma Green

Chapter 112: Needing Him So Bad It Hurts

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 body ached with need, my heartbeat hammering against my ribs. “What’s wrong? I choked out, my entire being throbbing for him. His jaw clenched so tightly I thought it might crack. His eyes burned–hot, wild–but beneath the desire, I saw the struggle. The war raging inside him. “I think we need to slow down.” Frustration flared through me like a live wire. “Why? What’s stopping you?” He raked a hand through his hair, avoiding my gaze. “Clairessa…

in a breath, his voice dropping lower. “And at the pace we’re going…” His fingers gripped the edge of the countertop, firmly. “Goddamn, Clairessa, I want to fuck you so bad it feels like my cock is about to burst.” My breath hitched. If only he knew I didn’t care about how possessive he was last time. The only thing that hurt was knowing he had used my body to 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 he wanted me just as much as I wanted him. Yet, he was still trying to protect me from the very thing