Falling For My Ex's Dad by Oma Green

Chapter 213: Screw You

Gabriel's POV

I shoved the thoughts of Adrian out of my mind. This moment was mine-no matter the cost. Nothing was going to stop me. Not now.

I placed hot, open-mouthed kisses down her chest, trailing slowly along the dip of her cleavage, and paused when I felt her breath hitch. Her skin was warm under my lips, flushed-responding to every touch.

As I looked up, the reality hit me like a jolt of lightning-she wasn't wearing a bra. Her nipples strained against the thin black fabric, betraying how much she wanted this.

A violent need tore through my chest.

I couldn't hold back anymore.

I caught one nipple through the dress,ateeth grazing it, biting down just enough to make her whimper-a mix of pain and pleasure—and then my tongue asoothed where I'd marked her, slow and reverent.

Her fingers curled into my hair like she wasn't sure whether to pull me closer or push me away.

"Stop this," she breathed, her voice barely holding.

My mouth stilled. I looked up at her, fingers still rolling her other nipple beneath the fabric. "Do you really want me to stop?"

My voice was low, guttural.

I was shaking with how much I wanted her-but I needed to hear it. I needed her to admit the truth.

She looked torn, fire and fear both glinting in her eyes. She was fighting herself, not me.

Moaning instead of answering. Her breathing came out ragged, erratic, and I froze waiting.

Then her lips parted. "Don't stop..."

Fuck.

My mouth curled into a smirk as I leaned in, barely grazing her lips. "Then tell me what you want."

She gasped, eyes clouded. "Your mouth..."

She grabbed the back of my head and shoved me down to her breast. I didn't hesitate.

I latched on, sucking her nipple through the dress like I was starved. Her moans grew louder-wild, uninhibited-like she couldn't fight me anymore.

My hand moved to her other breast, cupping and caressing the soft mounds. I loved the way her back arched, the way her body begged for more.

She was soft, hot, and responsive. My growl reverberated against her skin. “So fucking delicious..."

"I want you... so fucking bad," I growled, switching to the other nipple and dragging my tongue in slow, lazy circles, savoring every tremble in her body.

I reached for the neckline of her dress and undid the tiny hook.

The fabric slid down her arms and pooled at her waist. And there she was-bare, radiant, heated with arousal.

gleamed under the dim light, her breasts full and perfect, nipples

letting my hand glide down her stomach,

glided over her

back the sound that tore from my throat as

caught between shock and raw desire-and I saw it in her eyes. The hunger. The

hand. Her body moved in sync with mine, as if she'd been waiting-aching for

she moaned, legs

a finger inside her. Then two. Tight, hot, perfect. My fingers moved with practiced

its way back to her breast again, sucking her nipple while I stroked her

murmured, curling just right at her sweet spot, sending

then winced when I added the third finger, riding her

out.

thundered with masculine

God, she felt unreal.

my thumb while thrusting my fingers inside her. She was gasping, rocking against me, moaning

to me," I groaned against her skin. "I want you so bad

arched into me. Her body trembled as I sucked her nipple

breath, nipples taut, begging

hoarse. "Your body remembers me. Look at

eyes burned with defiance-but the sounds

her.

Her hips ground into my

I felt her close-so close-I locked eyes with

me," I declared,

pressed down hard on her clit, stroking faster-and she

through her as she cried out my name, cursing, shaking apart

I held her there, watching her

to find softness, hope -anything-but what I

shoved at my

me," she snapped, her

breath still ragged, trying to catch my balance.

You can't fake what just

her head as

yanking the neckline of her dress up. Her hands

forward. "Let me

your help," she snapped, slapping my hand

disbelief lacing my voice as I

my arms-telling me how much you

you

with mine. "That was a moment

we have

don't know. What do you think would've happened if Adrian walked in on

My chest tightened.

Fuck.

I'd thought about it...

need for