Falling For My Ex's Dad (Clarissa and Gabriel) novel Chapter 94

Chapter 94: Passionate Dance. 

Clairessa’s POV 

Chapter 94: Passionate Dance 

Gabriel’s face hardened back into its usual stoic mask. 

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“Clairessa, I’m not taking any chances with you shaking any part of your body for the drunk men in this room to watch.” 

I scoffed. “Gabriel, I’m going to be dancing with you. So if there’s any body shaking, it’s going to be for you. That’s kind of how dancing works,” I retorted sarcastically. 

“Clairessa, I’m still not taking any chances with you in this damn dress.” 

“What’s the worst that could happen? It’s not like any of the men here could-” 

His cold, lethal gaze cut through me, silencing me instantly. 

Fine. Overprotective mode was in full effect. 

I sighed dramatically and turned to face him fully. “All right then, Mr. War General.” I lifted my glass again. “I guess I’ll just keep sipping my drink while everyone else dances.” 

Gabriel let out a heavy breath, his teeth grinding as he grabbed the glass from my hand and set it down. “Just one dance.” 

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I smiled excitedly, tilting my head to brush a featherlight kiss against his neck. 

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“Mr. Storm, you’ve shown me how good you are in the bedroom. Now show me what you can do on the 

dance floor.” 

His entire body went still, his dark gaze locking onto mine. Then he smiled and shook his head. 

“I like a good challenge.” 

I slid off my seat and tugged at his hand. He didn’t resist. 

With a smirk, he set his drink down and rose to his feet, towering over me. 

The music slowed, the beat turning sensual and magnetic. 

A light buzz from the alcohol coursed through me as I reached for his hand, intending to take control–but Gabriel was faster. With a firm pull, he crushed me against his chest. 

His hands found my waist, strong and dominant, drawing me in until our bodies pressed together. His heat wrapped around me, his scent–dark, rich, and intoxicating–flooding my senses. 

We moved, our bodies finding a rhythm. 

Gabriel surprised me with the fluidity of his movements, his body guiding mine effortlessly, as though he had done this a thousand times before, as if he had danced this way only for me. 

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His firm thigh pressed between mine, our cores meeting in a rhythm that felt more intimate than a dance 

should. 

A soft gasp slipped my lips as his hips rolled against mine, and I matched his movement with a slow, teasing grind of my own. 

It was intoxicating. Deeply sensual. 

Every shift of his body sent waves of heat spiraling through me–the friction, the closeness, the passion- igniting something wild within me. 

ear. 

His fingers dug into my hips, holding me firm against him as he leaned in, his lips hovering close to my 

“You feel that?” His voice was husky, teasing. “Now you know how good I am, my sweet. Now imagine what happens when I make you mine tonight.” 

A spark of electricity raced through me. 

Then, suddenly, the music stopped, shifting into an upbeat Jamaican track. 

The spell broke. 

I pulled back slightly, my breathing shallow, but Gabriel’s hands stayed firm on my waist. 

“I never would’ve thought the great Gabriel Storm was such a skilled dancer.” I met his stormy gaze, 

teasing. Slowly, I leaned in and ran my tongue along his neck 

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“Doesn’t this feel better than just sitting?” 

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me.” 

His fingers flexed on my hips, his pupils dilating. “Clairessa,” he murmured, his voice gruff, “you’re pushing 

A delicious thrill shot through me. I pressed closer, feigning innocence. “How so, Mr. Storm?” 

His fingers slid lower, gripping my ass possessively, his body heat branding me. 

“Don’t make me take you right here, right now.” 

My pulse skipped as warmth flooded my body. I ran a single finger down his chest. “You, mister, wouldn’t want the entire club watching our little display.” 

His response was a slow, intentional roll of his hips against mine. The hard proof of his arousal pressed into my core, sending a deep ache spiraling through me. 

His lips brushed my ear. “You know it’s far from little.” 

A gasp escaped me as heat rushed through my veins. The dark tone of his voice and the feel of his growing arousal pressing against my core sent a deep ache settling low in my belly. 

Raw desire radiated off him in waves. I had never seen him this intense before. 

His jealousy. 

His possessiveness. 

His need to control every part of me. 

I should have been scared. 

But I wasn’t. 

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I craved it. 

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The more I got to know him, the more I realized just how dangerous he was for me. Gabriel Storm wasn’t just possessive–he was consuming. 

A man who didn’t just touch–he claimed. 

That should have been my sign to run. I was surely going to get burned. 

Yet I didn’t care. 

I wanted more. 

My eyes locked onto his, my voice trembling slightly. 

“Gabriel…” My fingers traced his jaw as I searched his face. “Why haven’t you been in a real relationship in years? And tell me the real reason. Not some made–up story.” 

His grip on me didn’t loosen, but the way his body tensed against mine told me I had struck a nerve.