Falling For My Ex's Dad by Oma Green

Chapter 217: Getting Him To Loose Control

Clairessa - POV

I couldn't breathe.

Not properly—not with the way my body still trembled from the aftershock of my climax.

Gabriel's mouth had always driven me mad-but not like this. Never like this.

Or maybe it was because I'd been starved from the pleasure only he could give for so long, everything felt so different, almost like I was floating.

It was as if he'd memorized every inch of me and then decided to rewrite the story. Like he wanted me to know he still remembered every inch of me, every nerve, every gasp I'd ever given him, and was determined to draw them out of me again.

My hips had bucked against his mouth until I lost all sense of pride, of resistance. I'd begged him. Me. Begged.

Despite promising myself I'd never let him see me fold, I still welcomed him into my bed. He left me with little to no chance to win with that tongue of his kissing, stroking, swirling around every inch of my heat.

And now, I was wrecked-my limbs heavy.

My skin tingled, hypersensitive, like every nerve had woken from the dead.

He was hungry. Possessive. And the worst part?

I'd missed it. God, I'd missed him. And I was no longer ashamed to admit it.

The moment I came apart on his tongue, something shattered loose inside me—a wild, raw, reckless passion that refused to fade, leaving me desperate for more. I wanted to see him lose control.

Gabriel, the man who ruled every moment. The man who could strip me bare with one look and still never give me more than what he allowed. He'd never let me have that power.

But tonight...

Tonight, I wanted him to give in.

To me.

He hovered over me, lips brushing mine, his hands still braced on either side of

my hips like he was the one holding back. His eyes were dark, mouth kiss- swollen, breath heavy.

"I'm here," he murmured low. "Take me."

I traced his bottom lip with my finger and tilted my head.

"No," I whispered. "You don't get it."

His brow arched. "Then explain it to me."

"I don't want to take you," I murmured, pressing a soft kiss to the corner of his

want to

"Then do it."

"You really don't get

time to react before I pushed gently at his chest,

from under him, rising

knelt on the bed now, eye level, breathless, facing each other like combatants and lovers all at

in, brushing my lips against his once, twice-slow, wet,

deepened with every soft moan caught

his neck, across his chest, leaving wet, open-mouthed kisses

breath hitched when I stopped just above his

him, eyes wide, innocent only in appearance. "This," I whispered, my voice like silk, "is where I want to

His entire body tensed.

he muttered, his voice torn between

beneath his pants, and he hissed through his teeth,

twitched in my

my lips

voice almost

brushing his lips over mine in a soft, searching kiss like he was trying

focus on

my lips to his chest again, breathing

"Do you hate when I'm in

him, deadly calm. "No.

his torso, slow and deliberate, until I palmed him again

his pants.

sound that left his throat low

how big he was, how hard. He

of you," I whispered in

to stop-because if I did, your body

in a

breath

was trying to

But I wasn't done.

waistband, my

to make you come undone, Gabriel." My hand wrapped

gripping him with

the

his length a gentle

jerked forward, an unguarded reaction

low in

"You're treading dangerous ground."

kissed the hollow of his throat. "And you

it

His control slipping.

And I loved it.