Falling For My Ex's Dad by Oma Green

Chapter 114: Marking Her

me, her fingers curling against the marble, her back arching just enough to push her ass higher, offering herself to me completely. “My sweet..." I chuckled darkly, my palm tracing the heat of her reddened skin. "Begging for more." I soothed the sting, caressing her soft skin tenderly, kneading and teasing- making her wait-only to bring my hand back down in another smack. A whimper left her lips, her thighs pressing together as if she was trying to ease the ache growing between them. "You like that, don't you?" I murmured, stroking my fingers between her thighs, enjoying the way she shivered beneath my touch. "Yes," she breathed. "I love it." "Good." My hand slipped between her thighs, finding her soaked and ready, her arousal coating my fingers as I teased her entrance. "Gabriel..." she moaned, pressing back against me. But this time, I was done teasing. Gripping her hips, I positioned myself at her entrance, one foot planted firmly on the ground, the other knee resting on the edge of the island to give me perfect leverage. The thick head of my cock pressed against her slick heat. Then, without warning, I slammed into her. Hard. Deep. She cried out, her fingers clawing at the marble as I filled her in one brutal thrust. I gritted my teeth, my head falling forward as I fought for control. She felt so fucking tight. So sweet. I wanted to thrust into her over and over again. But I needed to give her body time to adjust. She whimpered, her body stiff beneath me as I stilled inside her. "Shh, baby," I whispered, smoothing my hands down her back, giving her a moment to breathe, to take me in. "I've got you." I felt the moment she relaxed, her body molding into mine, her muscles unclenching as she arched her hips, seeking more. "That's it," I groaned, gripping her waist as I pulled back before

her breasts. I tugged at her nipples, rolling them between my fingers, feeling them tighten under my touch. She arched into me, her back lifting off the counter as 1 pinched harder, sending a delicious shudder through her body. "Daddy... yes..." she moaned, breathless, desperate. I thrust into her harder, faster, reveling in the way she fell apart beneath me. Her head thrashed from side to side, her body writhing, surrendering to the pleasure I was giving her. “Fuck, Clairessa," I groaned, feeling the way she tightened around me, her walls clenching, her climax so close. "Come for me," I ordered, my grip on her hips tightening, my thrusts becoming erratic as I pushed her over the edge. Her entire body tensed, her nails digging into my arms as she shattered, a scream tearing from her throat as pleasure consumed her. "Gabriel-fuck- please," she gasped, her voice breaking as wave after wave of ecstasy wracked through her. Together," she pleaded, her dazed eyes locking onto mine. I was right there with her, the way she clenched around me pushing me past the edge. With one final thrust, I buried myself deep, a guttural moan ripping from my chest as I came, spilling into her, claiming her completely. We stayed like that for a moment, our bodies trembling, our breaths ragged, her legs still wrapped tightly around me. Then I felt it-the way her muscles weakened, and her eyes shut. She was exhausted. I brushed my lips against her temple, feeling her body melt into mine. "You okay, my sweet?" She hummed softly, too tired to form words. I grinned, shaking my head as I pulled out of her carefully. Her body trembled at the loss, her breathing slow, and I hoped I hadn't been too rough. But I knew-she had been with me every step of the way. Without a second thought, I lifted her into my arms, draping her over my shoulder. She mumbled something incoherent, her voice a soft whisper. I smirked. "What was that, sweetheart?" "We... we didn't even make it to the room," she muttered sleepily. I chuckled, pressing a kiss to her thigh. "No, we didn't." Carrying her through the dimly lit house, I made my way to the bedroom, laying her down gently on the bed. She barely stirred, her body sinking into the mattress, her