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.

enough to fix us? Huh."

"Clairessa, that's not—"

up a

He stilled.

works," I said, voice low and cutting. "You don't get

His brows pulled together. "You think this is easy for

I bit out. "Everything that's happened has been on your terms. What you want.

but I didn't let him speak. Not this time. I stepped closer,

what these past weeks have been like for me?"

I was devastated-I lost everything. And when I needed you most, you just kept

face twisted-guilt bleeding through every feature. For a second, I saw

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

for me, fingers brushing the

I pulled back.

this. Not after spending weeks trying to

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

fear, disappointment, and something else—something

mean that," he said

blink. "The only thing that exists between us now is the contract. That's it. So I suggest you honor your side like

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

But you made your choice the moment you slid that contract across the table like I was

version of me standing in front of him -like I'd become a stranger in his office,

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

together. "What are you talking

my breath tightening. "And I told him the truth

second chance."

aback-and for the first time, he was

Gabriel Storm, always in control,

think that's why

take the rejection well

tilted my head

was late. Maybe if I'd played along-kept

would've shown

I told him the

shoulders tense, pacing like he was trying to

was quieter. "There's

let the

blow. "Or have

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

stopped pacing. Silent.

rough breath escaped him-part groan, part

simple.

Not a no.

Not a yes.

trying to win without risking a

that told me everything I needed

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

the better pawn?"

curling into a faint smirk. "Don't worry.

I'll make

stiffened, as if bracing

that means I have to lie to him... screw him... just