Falling For My Ex's Dad by Oma Green

Chapter 219: The Scene I Couldn’t Shut Off

Clairessa's POV

Gabriel sucked in a breath, hips flexing instinctively into my touch as I began to stroke him-slow, deliberate from base to tip, letting him feel every inch of my grip.

"Shit, Claire," he groaned. One arm shot up to brace against the headboard, the other fisting the sheets like he was hanging on for dear life.

I kept stroking him, merciless and patient, watching the way his cock twitched in my hand. How his hips tensed with each glide, every twist of my wrist. His body was betraying him-completely under my spell.

His tip was slick, glistening. I dragged my thumb over it, spreading the precum in lazy, teasing circles.

He bucked-once. Hard.

I smirked. "Impatient?"

"You have no idea," he rasped, voice rough and tight. "You keep touching me like that, and I'm gonna come before you even-"

I cut him off with a swirl of my tongue over the swollen head of his cock.

He cursed low and guttural, his whole body writhing beneath me.

His hips jerked as I circled the tip again and again, then dragged my tongue down

the underside, teasing just beneath the ridge—his most sensitive spot.

"Oh... sweet," he groaned, voice strained. "You're driving me insane."

When I finally took him into my mouth, he choked out, "Fuck... Claire... can you even-"

I silenced him with a finger to his lips-the same way he'd once done to me. His eyes went wide with disbelief as I took more of him in... and more.

I'd imagined this. Trained for it. Late at night, when thoughts of him kept me up, I practiced breathing through my nose-refusing to gag, refusing to pull back. My throat opened for him.

I wanted every inch. I wanted to feel him lose himself because of me.

And now I had him-thick, hard, stretching my lips until they ached, pushing deep, hitting the back of my throat... then deeper.

Gabriel groaned a sound torn straight from his soul.

"Hell, Clairessa... your mouth..."

His hand slid gently into my hair-not to control, just to hold-like he still couldn't believe it was real. His cock twitched against my tongue as I sucked harder, cheeks hollowing, working him with slow, relentless precision.

My other hand stroked what I couldn't take. From base to tip... then down again. Each time I bobbed, he let out another ragged moan, his thighs trembling beneath

me.

His hips began to lift off the bed.

I pressed a firm hand to his stomach, holding him down.

"Fucking hell," he whispered. "You feel so good. No one's ever-God, Claire- sweet girl, what are you doing to me?"

He was losing control-eyes shut, lips parted, every inch of him straining toward release.

And I didn't stop.

around his

lips were slick, my jaw aching-but I didn't

uncontrollably.

"Claire... fuck, I'm gonna-"

was about

faster this time. From

His groans turned guttural.

His cock thickened in

you I love

over, like a man unhinged. His body bucked as the orgasm tore through him, every muscle in his torso clenching

he choked.

my throat. I swallowed him down,

wave until he

tip. Then I licked the corner of

at me with awe... and something

I'd just

what to do with the power

like this-vulnerable

gotten

bed with the morning sun warming my skin, my mind refused

how much he loved me as he fell

I love you, Claire.

have

But God-it did.

Storm. That I could undo him-make him feel so much it shattered through his pride-made my

It was intoxicating.

high came

I still had feelings for him. No matter how hard I tried to shut

couldn't deny them.

he wanted us

easy to say

after what he put me

That was

he wasn't ready to tell his son about

hiding. Still cautious. Still choosing comfort over

let my guard

to open my heart to him—not when he could so easily crush it

terms. And I'd be damned if I handed over my heart without proof that he was willing to

son

then, I'd play his game. Make him jealous. Make him feel what he

the girl who begged

the woman he couldn't

voice snapped me out

"Miss Clairessa?"

My eyes flew open.

nearly slipping off the edge of the

my breath. "Didn't hear you

mean to scare