Falling For My Ex's Dad by Oma Green

Chapter 206: Every Glorious Inch Of Him

Clairessa's POV

My heart didn't just skip.

No it detonated.

Fireworks.

Not the kind that lit up the sky-but the kind that exploded beneath my skin, igniting every nerve ending in my body as Gabriel's arms wrapped around me.

His lips hovered inches from mine, and before I could stop myself, my eyes slipped shut.

His scent hit me-woody, musky, dark... intoxicatingly familiar. It wrapped around me like a drug, sinking into my skin, clouding every thought.

I wanted his mouth to crash into mine, his tongue plunging deep, claiming me with a kiss that left no room for doubt—as he shoved me back against his desk, rough, commanding, unapologetically possessive.

Then his hands would roam lower-greedy, aching with need-slipping into my pants like he had every right to be there.

Fingers stroking through my wetness, coaxing me open, dragging me to the edge until I was gasping his name, hips grinding into his palm, breaking apart in his

arms.

He'd tear the rest of my clothes off and sink into me with that maddening, slow thrust-deep, hard, filling every inch of me until I couldn't think, couldn't breathe.

Until I was begging, screaming his name, my body trembling, shattered, spent- and still aching for more.

God, I wanted every filthy, glorious inch of him.

Every memory. Every fantasy. All of it.

But another part of me—the part that still ached from everything he'd put me through these past weeks-was screaming not to fall for it.

I couldn't let him think he still had that kind of power over me. That he could sell me off and then pull me back like I was his to claim whenever he pleased.

"No." The word forced itself out, my breath shaking. "You can't say things like that to me. Not now."

"Yes... I can." His voice was tight, strained. "I want you, Clairessa. And I'm done holding back."

A bitter laugh almost slipped through as I yanked myself free from his hold.

He wanted me back.

Words I had waited for. Longed for.

And now, suddenly-they were here. Spoken aloud.

But all I felt was doubt.

Where was this weeks ago?

When I lay in bed just down the hall, breaking a little more each night while he acted like I didn't exist?

Leaving me wrestling through sleepless nights, clutching my pillow, trying to erase the sting of his rejection.

And now, out of nowhere, he wanted us back?

My eyes burned-not from tears, but from a week's worth of betrayal, rage, and heartbreak.

one sentence is enough to fix us?

"Clairessa, that's not—"

I snapped, holding up a hand.

He stilled.

low and cutting. "You don't get to want me only when it's convenient

brows pulled together. "You think this is easy

terms. What you want. What you need. You never stopped to ask

mouth, but I didn't let him speak. Not this

these past weeks

lost everything. And when I needed you most, you just

a second, I saw it.

make it right. But I need you to know-I'm truly sorry for making you face all of that alone. I'll say it a thousand times if I have to. Just... please.

reached for me, fingers brushing

I pulled back.

Not after spending weeks trying to

Whatever this was—it's over.

of fear, disappointment, and something else—something

don't mean that," he

the contract. That's it. So I suggest you honor

desperation leaking through. "After everything...

"This isn't what I wanted, Gabriel. But you made your choice the moment you slid

he didn't recognize the version of me standing in front of him -like I'd become a

record," I continued, my voice hardening, "the reason Adrian showed up late to the meeting today? It's because I

"What

my breath tightening. "And I told him the truth That

second chance."

looked-genuinely taken aback-and for the first time, he was the

foot. Gabriel Storm, always

that's why

didn't take the rejection

my head and

late. Maybe if I'd played

shown up

I didn't. I told

his hair, shoulders tense, pacing like he was trying to outrun the reality I'd laid at his feet. But it stuck

quieter. "There's

the silence

the blow. "Or have

Because if you want me-really want me-then you risk losing him. Are

stopped pacing.

a rough breath escaped him-part groan, part

not that simple. Fuck...

Not a no.

Not a yes.

trying to win without

me everything I needed to

whispered. "Still trying to decide which one of us

the better pawn?"

my chin, lips curling into a faint

I'll make sure

bracing for what

lie to him... screw him...