Falling For My Ex's Dad (Clarissa and Gabriel) novel Chapter 111

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Chapter 111: Daddy Please 

I could see the pain on Gabriel’s face when he mentioned his ex–wife. His fingers fightened around the stem of the glass, knuckles white. Even if he didn’t love her anymore, the look in his eyes made it clear–he wasn’t over the past. 

“Oh.” The word barely left my lips, my voice smaller than I intended. 

Gabriel let out a slow breath. “Cooking was something we did together. After the divorce… I just stopped.” 

I reached across the table and squeezed his hand. “I’m glad you’re cooking again. And that it’s for me.” 

A faint smile touched his lips. “Talking about it is freeing, not having to keep it all bottled up… but I won’t lie–it’s also difficult. I felt ashamed for a long time, like her cheating meant I wasn’t enough, that she had to seek attention… love from somewhere else.” He let out a slow breath. “So, a part of me blamed myself.” 

My hand brushed against his forearm before my fingers glided over his knuckles, a gentle reassurance. “1 know that feeling. But you taught me something. Their betrayal doesn’t define us.” 

A dry chucklé escaped him. “Easier to give advice than take it.” 

“Yeah… I know.” 

I wondered how Gabriel’s unresolved emotions with his ex–wife would affect us going forward. 

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I shouldn’t care, not when I wasn’t being completely honest myself. But I did. 

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Because I was afraid that, after all these years, she still had a strong grip on him–and deep down, the pain of losing her would keep him from fully commiting himself to any other relationship. 

I needed to understand more about their relationship–why her memory still lingered in his mind, why it ignited the fierce jealousy in his eyes whenever another man so much as looked at me. 

I contemplated for a moment before asking, “How did you two meet?” 

“High school,” he admitted after a moment’s pause. “She was the first love I told you about. We started dating after we reconnected and got married after college.” 

I tensed for a moment, absorbing his words. Angelique was his first love turned wife. No wonder the wounds ran so deep. 

“Was there ever a chance you would have forgiven her?” I asked softly. 

His jaw clenched, and his eyes darkened with something unreadable. “Maybe… if it had only happened once. I was away a lot during that period–work, school–but then I found out it was more than a mistake. It was an affair. A relationship behind my back for months. That was it for me.” 

A lump formed in my throat. “I’m sorry,” I murmured. 

“You don’t have to apologize. You didn’t hurt me,” Gabriel replied, gulping the last of his wine. “Angelique did. And honestly… it’s been years. I’m over it.” 

I wanted to believe him. Desperately. But we both knew that wasn’t entirely true. 

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Gabriel sighed, brushing his fingers against mine. “But enough about me. Let’s talk about you? 

I arched my brow. “What do you want to know, Mr. Storm?” 

His gaze turned intense. “Has your ex tried to reach out?” 

I blinked, momentarily thrown by Gabriel’s question. If only he knew he was asking about his son. 

“I… um… blocked him.” 

Gabriel nodded. “Good.” 

But I continued. “Jess also mentioned that he’s been coming around, asking about me. Apparently, he wants to fix things.” 

Gabriel’s jaw tensed, the muscle flexing–a clear sign he wasn’t having it. “And do you want to fix things with him?” 

“No.” My voice was firm. I met his gaze without hesitation. “That chapter of my life is closed. I’m starting a new one.” 

His lips curved into a slow, playful grin. “I hope this new chapter includes me.” 

Before I could reply, his hands gripped my waist, and my breath hitched. 

With effortless strength, he lifted me onto the kitchen island, stepping between my legs, his body 

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pressing against mine, solid and hot. His heat seeped into me, setting my skin ablaze as his fingers rested firmly against my thighs. 

“Because I’m not done with you, Clairessa,” he murmured, leaning in closer, his lips hovering just above mine… enticing me, daring me to close the distance. “Not even close.” 

Then his lips met mine–slow at first, then deeper, hungrier. His kiss demanded more, pulling me into him like he needed me to breathe. 

“I’ve missed you,” he growled against my lips, the heat in his voice making my core tighten. His mouth trailed lower, pressing open–mouthed kisses along my jaw, my throat, down my collarbone. 

His hands found my breasts, cupping them firmly, thumbs stroking over my hardened nipples through the fabric of my dress. 

“I’ve thought about doing this all weekend,” he confessed, his voice husky, his hands kneading my soft flesh through the fabric. 

The raw desire in his tone sent a delicious shiver through me. 

“Have you?” I gasped, biting my lip, trying to hold back my moans. 

His eyes locked onto mine, hungry. “Yes.” 

His hands found the zipper of my dress, pulling it down with a single motion. 

“Mr. Storm,” I teased breathlessly, feeling a deep, throbbing ache between my thighs. “That’s a little presumptuous… assuming I’d let you take me right here after dinner.” 

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His smirk sent a delicious thrill through me. “Presumptuous?” he echoed, his hands trailing down my spine before slipping lower, fingers grazing the hem of my dress. 

My breath came in shallow pants. 

His gaze gleamed with dark amusement. “Is this still too forward?” His touch glided up my inner thighs, sending tremors through me. “Because your body tells me otherwise.” 

I shuddered as his fingers brushed over the lace of my panties, a teasing, featherlight stroke–just enough to drive me wild. 

A whimper escaped my lips when his thumb pressed against my clit, holding still, denying me the friction I craved. 

“Tell me you don’t want this, and I’ll stop.” His voice was rough, heated. 

Then his mouth closed over my nipple, his tongue swirling over the sensitive peak through the fabric. 

A breathy moan tore from my lips. 

I couldn’t speak. I couldn’t think. 

Gabriel was doing what he did best–pushing me to the edge, making me desperate for him. 

“Gabriel…” I gasped, my back arching as I clutched at his shoulders, needing more. 

“What?” he murmured, his teeth grazing the tender bud before pulling it deeper into his mouth. The sensation was overwhelming, sending waves of pleasure rippling through me. 

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“You’re not playing fair…” I whimpered, my hands twisting in his hair as he tugged at my other nipple, rolling it between his fingers. 

Even with fabric between us, I felt the heat of his touch, the intensity of his need pressing into my skin. 

“I only play to win,” he chuckled wickedly against my throat. 

His hand slid lower, pushing my panties aside. “Do you want me to touch you here?” 

I nodded frantically, my body trembling in anticipation. 

“My sweet… use your words,” he rasped, his fingers barely grazing my slit, making my hips arch instinctively, pressing my core against his hand. 

“Yes,” I breathed. “God, yes.” 

“Yes, what?” he drawled, his tone pure temptation. 

“Yes… Daddy… please… touch me,” I whimpered, my body arching, desperate for him to end the torment. 

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