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

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-"noveldrama

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.

A flash of something-pain, regret?-crossed his face for a moment before disappearing. "There's no other truth besides the one I've already told you," he muttered. “Relationships aren't for me. I prefer being upfront rather than hurting someone later.”

I tilted my head, studying him. Liar.

It was obvious he had been hurt by a woman he once loved deeply. His ex-wife? Adrian's mother? But I

wasn't sure—Adrian rarely spoke about her, and even Raquel had only hinted at something.

I knew there was pain buried beneath his hardened exterior. A wound he carried. A wound that had turned him into a man who had learned to suppress his emotions.

“And how did you come to that conclusion?" I challenged, running my fingertips over the hard planes of

his chest.

He sighed, his grip tightening on me.

“Clairessa... are we really talking about this right now?"

I nodded, my lips brushing against his.

"Isn't it obvious? I want to know everything about you."

My palm pressed more firmly, feeling the strong, steady rhythm of his heart beneath my touch.

“I want to see what's beneath the hard facade....... and inside here.” I patted his chest lightly.

He sucked in a slow, deep breath. For a moment, I thought he was going to let me in, but then he masked it

with an infuriatingly unreadable expression.

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“Clairessa... you know that's off-limits. Besides, I could say the same about you." His voice dropped lower.

“There are so many different sides to you that sometimes I can't completely wrap my head around it. And that's a first for me."

"I know what you're doing." My hands trailed slowly across his back. "You're deflecting and making it about

me..." I challenged.

"And if I am deflecting?" His grip tightened, keeping me impossibly close. "It doesn't mean my words aren't true.” His voice softened, almost a whisper. “Clairessa Hartwood..... I think there's more to you than you've told me," he murmured, his thumb tracing slow, lazy circles over my hip, sending a rush of heat straight between

my thighs.

"Gabriel..." My voice shook as my head spun.

Before he could answer, his phone buzzed between us, breaking the moment and snapping me out.

I pulled back, trying to steady my racing heart, knowing I had just been saved. I didn't want to have to lie to Gabriel, even though I hadn't exactly told him the truth.

And I couldn't help but wonder how he would react when he found out I was his son's ex-girlfriend.