Chapter Dad By Oma 83
Chapter 83: You Belong To Me
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Gabriel's POV Clairessa's gaze burned into mine, smoldering with a fiery boldness. “A woman who knows exactly what she wants and isn't afraid to ask for it.” Her lips quirked into a sensual smile, and my eyes fixed on them, already imagining how they'd feel against my skin. She stepped closer, her body brushing against mine, and the heat of her presence slowly melted away the guilt I was feeling. "What I want,” she whispered, her breath teasing my neck, "is to satisfy my desires. You promised me multiple orgasms, Gabriel. Isn't that the agreement?” Her boldness left me momentarily speechless. The confidence in her voice, the sensual sway of her hips, and the way her body brushed so closely against mine were intoxicating. “Clairessa," I finally managed, my voice rough with desire, “last night, I may have pushed you into agreeing. But I need you to be certain this is what you want. I-" Her sly smirk cut me off, her tone playful but cocky. "Seduced is the word you're looking for." She tilted her head slightly, exposing the curve of her neck. The invitation was clear, and ! hated how badly I wanted to take it. Damn it, she was driving me insane. My control slipped further as I felt myself drawn to her, even as my conscience tried to fight it. Why the hell was I still asking her the same questions, I already knew the answers too? Was it to satisfy some misplaced sense of guilt? Or was I just pretending to push her away when I knew, deep down, there was no way I was letting her go? Her eyes dared me. “You already know my answer, Gabriel. But it's clear sleeping with a virgin is such a burden for you. Maybe I should find someone else someone willing to teach me everything there is to know about sex." “Clairessa, don't you dare," I growled, possessiveness surging through me. My hands gripped her waist as I pulled her flush against me. My mouth crashed into hers, silencing any more reckless words. The kiss was raw, possessive, and filled with all the emotions I couldn't put into words. My fingers tangled in her hair as I devoured her lips, pouring every ounce of my frustration, desire, and need into her. Her hands slid up my chest and wrapped around my neck, pulling me closer as I deepened the kiss. Her words had sparked something primal inside me, and there was no turning back now. I walked her backward until her legs hit the edge of the bed. She fell back onto the sheets, her hair splayed around her like a model. My body hovered over hers, holding her in place, as my hands gripped her wrists and pinned them above her head with one hand. My lips moved to her neck, trailing rough kisses along her delicate skin. I could feel her pulse racing beneath my mouth as I nipped and sucked, marking her as mine. Her soft moans filled the air as I moved lower. My free hand slid over the curve of her breast, caressing her through the thin polo shirt. Her body arched into my touch, and I could feel her desire burning just as fiercely as mine. “Your body belongs to me now, Clairessa,” I murmured against her ear. My lips. grazed across her collarbone, then dragged lower until they rested on her taut peaks. I sucked on her nipple through the fabric, drawing a gasp from her lips. “No one else. Say it.” Her breath hitched, her chest rising against me as my hand slipped beneath her shirt, skin to skin. My palm molded to her bare breast, breast before caressing it. “Gabriel,” she whimpered, her voice trembling with need. "Say it," I commanded, my thumb brushing over her hardened nipple, teasing her until she gasped. I needed her to understand that only I could give her this much pleasure. I lifted the polo over her head, revealing her luscious breasts to my hungry gaze before kissing her passionately, swallowing her soft moans. Her body writhed beneath me, desperate for more. My hands moved lower to her inner thighs. I caressed her soft flesh as her legs instinctively parted for me, signaling she wanted me to touch her right where I was desperate to. I gripped her core possessively, feeling the heat radiating from her. Her slickness coated my fingers, and I groaned at the sensation. "You're mine, Clairessa. Only mine," I growled, my teeth grazing her lower lip. "Yes... you," she panted, her hips lifting off the bed, begging for more "Yes what?" I demanded, my fingers sliding through her wetness. She was so ready, so perfect. I circled her clit with slow, deliberate strokes, watching her body arch in response. “Yes... Gabriel,” she moaned, her hands gripping the sheets as her need consumed her. Her moans sent a jolt of heat straight to my cock, making it throb painfully with desire. Seeing her like this-needy, desperate, completely undone beneath me-only fueled my need to claim her completely. My fingers slipped inside her, sinking deep into her tight heat.
11:18 Fri, 21 Feb
Chapter 83: You Belong To Me
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I watched her face carefully, noting the brief flash of discomfort-reminding me she was still sore-before it was replaced by pleasure. Her walls clenched around me as I added another finger, stretching her slowly. I teased her insides with steady, rhythmic strokes, then built the pace. Her hips moved against my hand, urging me to go deeper and I was more than willing to give it to her. Matching her rhythm, I drove my fingers deeper, curling them to hit that perfect g—spot inside her. “Only I can touch you. Only I can make you feel this that clear?” “Yes... only you," she cried, her nails raking down my back as her body trembled violently. "Good," I murmured, leaning down to capture her lips in a rough, devouring kiss. Her release was building, I could feel it in the way her walls clenched tighter around my fingers-but I withdrew suddenly, not letting her cum just yet. “Gabriel,” she whimpered, frustration lacing her tone as her hips bucked against empty air. I smirked, leaning down to brush my lips against hers. "Not yet, sweet girl. I'm not done with you." Her breath hitched as I slid my fingers through her wetness again, teasing her clit before slipping back inside. I stroked her deeply, alternating between slow, torturous movements and faster, more intense thrusts. Her moans became cries, her body writhing beneath me. “Please... Gabriel," she begged, her voice raw with need. "I belong to you. Only you, Daddy." I reveled in the way her lips parted as she pleaded for me to make her come. I needed her to see that only I could teach her everything she needed to know. A surge of masculine pride filled me as I felt her nearing the edge again, her walls gripping me tighter with every stroke. This time, I didn't stop. "Cum for me,” I growled, my fingers moving faster, my thumb pressing firmly against her clit. Her hips arched off the bed as she cried out my name, her release crashing over her like a wave. Her moans filled the room, and I watched her fall apart beneath me, utterly consumed by pleasure. “You're mine, Clairessa," I murmured, pressing a soft kiss to her trembling lips as she came down from her high. Her skin glistened with sweat, and I could feel my cock throbbing painfully, desperately for her. But tonight, I'd let her body recover. I pulled her into my arms, cradling her naked body against me. Her breaths were still uneven as her head rested against my chest, her body limp from the pleasure I'd given her. "Sleep, sweet girl," I whispered, stroking her hair as she drifted off in my arms. My cock throbbed painfully, aching to be buried inside her, but not tonight I'd let her body recover. But tomorrow, she'd know exactly how much she belonged to me.