Falling For My Ex's Dad (Clarissa and Gabriel) novel Chapter 73

Chapter 73: Make Love To Me 

Clairessa’s POV 

Gabriel’s eyes widened slightly, his breath catching as if my words had struck him. “Say it again,” he murmured, his voice rough, almost desperate. 

My mouth opened, but no sound came out. 

“My name,” he whispered, his fingers rolling down my bottom lips. “I’ve wanted to hear you say it for so long.” 

The intensity in his gaze made my knees weak. Before I could think, his lips crashed against mine. 

This kiss was unlike any we’d shared before. It was deeper, hungrier, his mouth moving against mine with a passion that made my head spin. His hands gripped my waist, pulling me so close that I could feel the heat of his body pressing into mine. 

I gasped as his tongue teased my lips, parting them easily. My fingers wrapped around his neck, holding on to him as if he was the only thing keeping me standing. His other hand tangled in my hair, tilting my head back to deepen the kiss, demanding everything I had to give. 

“No,” I managed to gasp, breaking the kiss. My chest heaved as I pressed my hands against his chest, trying to create space. “Not again. There’s no alcohol to blame this time, Mr. Storm.” My voice shook, but I forced myself to stand firm. “Stop before you regret it.” 

His breathing was heavy, his dark eyes locked on mine. “I won’t regret it,” he murmured, his voice filled with passion. “Not this. Not you.” 

He dipped his head, his lips trailing soft, wet kisses along my neck, igniting a fire that spread through my entire body. His mouth lingered, sucking gently against my skin, and I felt a wave of heat pool low in my stomach, 

My head fell back against the wall, and a soft moan escaped before I could stop it. 

“Say my name,” he breathed against my skin, his lips brushing just below my ear, 

“Gabe…..Gabriel,” I whispered, his name tasting new and thrilling on my tongue. 

His eyes darkened at the sound, a shiver running through him. He captured my lips again, softer this time, but charged with something deeper than passion–something primal, consuming. 

His hands tightened around my waist, pulling me closer until there was no space left between us. My body melted into his arms, craving more of the fire he stirred in me. 

His lips brushed the edge of my ear, his breath hot and ragged. “Clairessa… I want you. Like I’ve never 

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Chapter 73 Make Love To Me 

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wanted anyone before. Not in years…” off as his tongue slid down the curve of my neck, leaving a trail of heat. 

His hands moved lower, cupping my ass and pressing me firmly against the hardness straining beneath his slacks. A soft moan escaped my lips as his arousal met my core, sending a wave of heat pooling low in between my legs. 

“I tried to convince myself that last night was a mistake,” he murmured against my skin, his voice a deep growl. “I told myself to push you away. But I can’t… No matter how hard I try, Clairessa. I ache for you.” He groaned, his need clear in every word. “I want to bury myself inside you, feel every inch of you.” 

His confession set my body on fire. My hands caressed his broad back as our breaths mingled. When our gazes met, the intensity in his eyes made my knees grow weak. 

“Then don’t push me away, Gabriel,” I whispered, my voice trembling with need burning inside me. “Stop fighting this.” 

I ran my fingers through his thick dark hair, pulling him closer, urging him to take what we both desperately wanted. My lips brushed his, teasing, begging for a kiss that would consume me entirely. But he 

hesitated, his lips barely grazing mine, leaving me aching with anticipation 

“Clairessa… fuck,” he groaned, his voice strained as though he was fighting a war within himself. “Can’t you see? I’m doing all this for you.” His forehead rested against mine briefly before he pulled back, running a hand through his hair–a gesture I’d come to recognize as an attempt to control his emotion 

I watched him, my chest rising and falling as I tried to catch my breath. The distance he’d created felt unbearable, a torture I couldn’t stand. Summoning every ounce of courage, I closed the gap between us, my fingers brushing his hand before I turned him to face me. 

“Look at me,” I breathed, my voice soft as my eyes locked onto his. 

His gaze met mine, conflicted but intense, and I took a shaky breath. “I want you, Gabriel Storm. Like I’ve never wanted anyone before. You stir something in me I can’t explain–something wild, something real. I don’t care if it’s messy or complicated. I want this. I want us.” 

My words hit him deep. I saw it in the way his eyes lit up and his defence crumbled, piece by piece. He surged toward me, his lips finding mine again with renewed fire. This time, the kiss was a blend of raw emotion and fiery need. 

Our mouths moved together in perfect sync, his lips soft yet demanding as his tongue explored mine. Sparks erupted inside me, the kiss sending tantalizing sensations coursing through every inch of my body. His hands slid over my curves, possessive and sure, as though I was his and his alone.