All Chapters of Falling For My Ex's Dad: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

Clairessa’s POV Those were all the words Gabriel needed to hear. His fingers slid through my slick folds, teasing, gathering the wetness pooling between my thighs. "Fuck… my sweet… you're dripping for me," he purred, his voice thick with hunger. His fingertips brushed my swollen clit, circling it slowly. A soft moan escaped my lips, my hips jerking against his touch. "Gabriel…" He groaned at my response, pressing harder, stroking me in maddening circles. My body trembled uncontrollably. "You're so fucking perfect," he rasped, his fingers dragging lower, tracing my entrance before plunging two inside at once. I cried out, my walls clenching around him. He didn’t ease in—he took. His fingers thrust deep and fast, curling just right, stroking that sweet spot that had me unraveling into desperate moans. "You're so fucking tight," he growled, pumping his fingers into me, over and over again. "And mine alone." "Daddy… oh god, yes," I mewled, gripping his shoulders for supp

Gabriel’s POVClairessa obeyed immediately, shifting onto her knees on the counter, her soft hands pressing against the cool marble. "Bend forward," I commanded. She got on all fours, arching her back, her round, sculpted ass raised for me—smooth, firm, and begging to be spanked. But I noticed the way her fingers trembled, the slight tension in her body. She was nervous. I ran a hand down the length of her back, pausing just above the curve of her ass. "Do you trust me?" She nodded. "Use your words," I murmured, my fingers brushing lightly over her spine. "Yes, Gabriel," she whispered. "I trust you." "Good girl." My palm glided over the swell of her ass, appreciating the way she pushed into my touch. "Just like that," I murmured, my hand smoothing over her skin. "So fucking perfect." Then I brought my hand down. She gasped when I delivered the first slap, the sting spreading across her soft skin. I watched her closely, waiting for her reaction. "More?" A de

Clairessa’s POV Back home, I struggled to concentrate on the work in front of me on my laptop screen as Jess’s nagging voice from behind kept breaking my focus. I clenched my jaw, fingers tightening around my pen as I stared at the screen, refusing to pay her any attention. "Claire, you know I’m not going to let you work in peace until you spill… You didn’t come home last night. That only means one thing." I looked back, giving her my best mock-angry glare. "I already told you. I went out." My voice was steadier than I expected, but Jess wasn’t buying it. She hopped onto my desk, using her hip to shove my files aside as she made herself comfortable. Arms crossed, lips curling in disbelief. "Oh, please. We’ve been friends for a decade, and you’ve never kept a secret from me." Rubbing my temples, I leaned back. "There is no secret to tell." Jess huffed dramatically. "Liar." "Fine," I exhaled. "I went over to Gabriel’s apartment. He invited me to a dinner celebration for the d

Clairessa’s POVMy pulse pounded as Gabriel's hard body pressed against my softness, the heat radiating off him like a drug I couldn’t resist. His familiar dark, woodsy scent wrapped around me, intoxicating, making it impossible to think. “So, you don’t like my surprises?” he murmured, his lips brushing against my ear. I swallowed, trying to steady my restless nerves. “Well… I never said that,” I breathed, my body betraying me as it melted into him despite my weak attempt to resist. “Then what is it?” His other hand came up, tilting my chin so I had no choice but to look into his stormy gaze. “Gabriel, you bought the car without asking me first.” His lips curled, amusement and arrogance blending in that infuriatingly sexy way. “That’s typically how surprises work, Clairessa.” His fingers trailed lower, brushing away a stray drop of water gliding down my neck. His touch was so light, yet it sent shivers through me, making it impossible to resist him any longer. I sucked i

Clairessa’s POV My phone vibrated on my desk. Daniel. A wave of guilt washed over me. I had meant to call him back, to check in, but with everything that had happened with Gabriel, I never got around to it. And now, here he was, reaching out. Again. I contemplated before answering. Avoiding him would only make me feel worse. With a deep breath, I picked up the call. "Daniel, hey..." "Clairessa." His voice was warm, but there was a subtle note of disappointment. "I was starting to think you'd forgotten me." I closed my eyes, exhaling. "I’m sorry. Things have been… hectic." A pause. "I get it," he finally said. "But we should meet up. Talk." He wasn’t wrong. I had been putting this off. "You’re right. We should. When?" "I’m in the city, actually, not far from your office." His tone lifted slightly, hope slipping through. "How about lunch today?" "Today?" I glanced at my watch. It was almost my break. Better to meet him now and get it over with. I owed him that much.