Falling For My Ex's Dad by Oma Green

Chapter 194

Chapter 194: I Needed To Finish What I Started

Gabriel's POV

My chest heaved as I tightened my hold around her waist, locking her deeper against me when she tried to wriggle free. I wasn't letting go-not now, not when every part of me was burning for her.

I needed to finish what I'd started. Her nipples were still taut, brushing against my chest like they were silently begging for my attention.

I was tempted to take one between my lips, circle it with my tongue, tease and torment it until she arched into me, moaning that wild, familiar sound that always shattered my control.

God, I wanted to kiss, caress, and taste every inch of her skin.

I wanted to slide my hands lower-beneath the waistband of her pants.

Would I find her wet and aching for me?

I wanted to lose myself in her—again and again—until nothing else existed but us.

Why couldn't she see it?

Why did she keep fighting what was still burning between us?

Why stop now-why deny us this moment?

God... I knew I'd been harsh these past few weeks, but it wasn't entirely my fault.

What was a man supposed to do when the woman he loved with every fiber of his being was also the love of his son's life?

The situation was fucked up-twisted and wrong-but none of that stopped me from wanting her. Craving her. I'd thrown every ounce of caution to the wind.

"Why?" My voice came out hoarse, uneven. I didn't let go of her waist.

"Why should I, when your body still responds to me like it always has? Your nipples are practically begging to feel my tongue pleasuring them. We both know you don't want me to stop."

Her eyes dropped to her chest.

Her peaks were visibly hard, straining through the fabric.

She gasped, cheeks heating as she crossed her arms tightly over her chest, trying to shield herself. "You've clearly lost it," she hissed, eyes blazing.

"You made me sign that contract-offering me to your son. Have you forgotten that? So none of this matters."

Her words knocked some serious sense into me.

I let out a ragged breath.

She was right.

The damn contract.

And my son?

back, forcing space between us. Every muscle in my body screamed in protest, but my

the desk, needing distance, needing clarity- needing anything to stop me from pulling her back into my arms and kissing her until she forgot everything

more controlled now, feeling guilt wash over me. "It was

that," she shot back. "No touching. No grabbing.

my mouth to respond to explain what I'd just done.

Breathed her in like

My throat was dry. My

excuse for any of

let emotion overtake logic. Let desire speak louder

me away, I would've taken her-right there

Without a second thought about what it would've meant if Adrian walked

I have said to

back. Loved her-in whatever messy, confused way

been pretending to let her go, convincing myself it was the noble thing. The

But now?

wasn't so

I

could never purge her from my body-or

And now, somehow, I still wanted her to surrender

still responded to mine

thought crept in-I could use that. Use it to reach

Pull

Make her mine again.

No.

are you

never go

seriously about to fight your own son

I couldn't. I

up, needing to

want Adrian to lead the Randolph project. He presents

pulled together.

him. Guide him. You wanted this over, didn't you?" I leaned back in my chair, forcing

the lead. If he nails it, I'll fast-track the funding, and your

looked at me like I'd just said something

Kve poured too much into that project. My team has. Adrian isn't ready. This feels like sabotage-you know it's too much

leaned back in my chair, steady and measured. "And I've been watching. He's

over her face. "And how would you know

I know everything that happens-

know Adrian's still nervous. He's not ready for

I shook my

It was about ending whatever

pretend not to care,

her, pretending like

needed it over. For her

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255