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.

think one sentence is enough to fix us? Huh." My voice cracked

"Clairessa, that's not—"

holding up

He stilled.

not how this works," I said, voice low and cutting. "You don't get to

"You think this is easy

Gabriel," I bit out. "Everything that's happened has been on your terms. What you want. What you need. You never

Not this time. I stepped closer, heat burning up

what these past weeks have been like

when I needed you most, you

every feature. For a second, I saw it. He actually felt

sorry for making you face all of that alone. I'll say it a thousand times if I have to. Just...

me, fingers

I pulled back.

this. Not after spending weeks trying

"We're done, Gabriel. Whatever this was—it's over. Nothing is ever going to

A flash of fear, disappointment, and something else—something raw -moved through

don't mean that,"

the contract. That's it. So I

eyes searched mine, a quiet desperation leaking through. "After everything... you still want that contract to

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

like he didn't recognize the version of me standing in front of him

I continued, my voice hardening, "the reason Adrian showed up late to the meeting

together. "What

my breath

second chance."

looked-genuinely taken aback-and for the first

back foot. Gabriel Storm,

think that's

the rejection well

tilted my head and folded

he was late. Maybe if I'd played

would've shown

I told him

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

quieter. "There's no stitching us

let the silence

the blow.

want me-really want me-then you risk losing him. Are you finally ready to

stopped pacing. Silent.

breath escaped

that simple.

Not a no.

Not a yes.

trying to win without

me everything

what I thought," I whispered. "Still trying to decide which one of us

the better pawn?"

lips curling into a faint smirk.

make

as if bracing for what was

lie to him... screw him... just to make sure he