Falling For My Ex's Dad (Clarissa and Gabriel) novel Chapter 234

Gabriel’s POV

Clairessa lifted a finger, pressing it gently to my lips.

"Shhh," she whispered. "You want this just as much as I do."

Her voice was soft, sugar-laced, and impossible to resist.

Then she added, bold and sultry, "Don’t you, Daddy?"

Clairessa's hand slid up my thigh with sexy confidence, and my cock twitched hard beneath my slacks.

She palmed me through the fabric, firm and possessive.

"Look how hard you are," she breathed, stroking me with excruciating control. "So fucking hard... for me."

A low growl rumbled in my throat. Need surged through me like wildfire.

Then it was over for me.

She unbuckled my belt with those steady, teasing hands, wild eyes locked on mine. She dragged my zipper down, reached inside, and freed me from my briefs, wrapping her fingers around me without hesitation.

I let out a tight, strangled grunt.

"Fuck..."

"Gabriel?" a voice cut through the haze.

Kaleb. One of the senior investors.

"You alright? You’ve been... unusually quiet."

I cleared my throat, struggling for breath.

My voice came out tight, strained.

"Good," I muttered. "All good."

But nothing, nothing was good.

Because at that exact moment, Clairessa leaned in, eyes gleaming up at me as her tongue swiped over the head of my cock.

Oh my...

Pleasure shot through me instantly.

My hand gripped the edge of the desk so hard my knuckles turned white.

Her mouth worked my length like she’d been starving for it, like she wanted to taste every inch I’d denied her.

She moaned around me, her voice vibrating along my shaft, and then she took me into her mouth.

All the way.

My hips jerked. My jaw clenched.

I never wanted a woman to suck my cock this badly.

Her hand wrapped around me, stroking the full length as her mouth bobbed up and down, taking me deep, lips slick and warm.

She fucking moaned again, this time like she was enjoying the taste of watching me break.

When her tongue dragged back up and she pressed her fingers to my balls, gently rolling them while she sucked...

Fuck.

I couldn’t take my eyes off her. I couldn't believe what she was doing. Sucking my cock with the kind of devotion that made me forget the world existed.

Then her hand cupped my balls, gently pressing just enough...

That was it.

My hips jerked from the seat. My control shattered.

This woman was going to ruin me.

I slammed the laptop shut with one hand, knocking a pen to the floor, not giving a single damn.

"Clairessa..." I growled, breath heaving. "You want to play? Then let’s fucking play."

I grabbed her by the arms, dragging her up as she gasped, breathless in protest, but I didn’t let her speak.

"Then let’s fucking play."

I stood, my cock rock hard, as I lifted her effortlessly. Her legs wrapped around me with instinct. Her mouth opened in surprise as I carried her across the room, my cock brushing between her thighs with every step.

"Gabriel..."

"Don’t speak," I growled. "Not unless you’re screaming my name."

I threw her onto the bed like she weighed nothing, and she landed with a gasp, hair spilling across the sheets, lips parted, pupils blown wide with desire.

I stood at the foot of the bed, staring down at her.

"Spread those legs," I commanded, voice low, dark.

She obeyed instantly.

"Yes, Daddy..." she moaned, voice trembling with excitement.

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