Falling For My Ex's Dad (Clarissa and Gabriel) novel Chapter 266

Clairessa’s POV

Gabriel’s expression shifted, softness melting into something darker, hungrier, as a low, guttural sound rumbled from his chest. “Now,” he muttered, voice rough, “can I get back to fucking you?”

My eyes widened in mock outrage. “Mr. Storm… always so crude.”

His lips twitched into a wicked grin. “Tell me you don’t like it when I get filthy for you… huh?”

I tilted my head playfully, lips twitching, deliberately refusing to answer.

He narrowed his gaze, leaning closer until his breath scorched my ear. “Sweetheart… I can make you tell me exactly what you’re feeling.”

“Oh?” I asked, feigning innocence I definitely didn’t have. “And how would you do that?”

His hand slid up, cupping my breast with a possessive squeeze. The warmth of his palm seeped through the thin fabric, and my breath hitched as his thumb traced slow, deliberate circles over my nipple, again and again. The friction made my skin tingle, the sensation spearing through every layer of my skin.

“Yes…” I breathed, breaking my own game. “I love when you get nasty. It makes me wet and needy for you… like now. Just like now.”

A deep groan tore from his throat, the sound vibrating against my skin. “Hmmm… let’s see…”

His hand drifted lower, moving with unhurried precision, fingers sliding down the front of my dress, slipping between the fabric and the heat of my body. He trailed down until his hand was under my thigh, his fingers brushing the soft skin there before gliding inward.

Then one slow, delicious stroke, he swiped through my slick folds. The moment his fingers touched me, a thrill shot through every nerve, my hips twitching toward him on instinct.

A needy moan escaped me before I could stop it.

He stilled his hand, his eyes locked to mine, his voice a dark rasp. “Wet… just for me.”

“Just for you,” I whispered, breathless. Then, with a playful edge, “Now stop teasing and fuck me like you said you would.”

The look in his eyes was a mix of shock and pride. He lifted my chin, forcing me to meet his gaze. “Patience… I’m in charge. Don’t forget your place.”

I smirked. “Can I ever?”

“Tonight,” he murmured, his voice low and sexy, “I plan to go a little slow.” His tongue slid along the side of my face, down to the corner of my lips, before he groaned against them. “I love that you’re wild for just me.”

Before I could respond, his mouth closed around my nipple, teeth catching the sensitive bud, trapping it between a sharp bite and a hot swirl of his tongue. The mix of pain and pleasure made my back arch.

“Yes… Gabriel… your mouth feels so…” My voice broke, my fingers tangling in his hair, holding him there as my hips shifted restlessly beneath him.

He soothed the sting with a slow, soothing lick before pulling back just enough to growl, “Finish your words.”

“You… feel…” My thoughts dissolved into hazy pleasure. “Feels so good,” I moaned, heat spreading through me like wildfire.

Gabriel’s other hand teased my untouched nipple through the silk, rolling it between his fingers, the faint rasp of fabric against sensitive skin sending shivers through me and pulling a gasp from my throat. It was good… so good… but I wanted more.

“Good, huh?” he murmured, almost mocking, before reaching up, grabbing the straps of my lingerie, and yanking them down. The thin fabric slid off completely until I lay naked beneath him.

His gaze dragged slowly down my body, dark and heavy, before he groaned low in his chest.

“That’s not something I can leave with.”

Every inch of me burned, my skin aching for his hands, his mouth—him. His head lowered again, lips claiming my breast in a hard pull before tracing down my ribs, over my belly, leaving heated kisses between my thighs until he settled there.

A needy whimper broke from me, my hips shifting side to side, desperate for his mouth. “God, Gabriel… don’t tease me…”

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