Chapter 217 A Scene I Couldn't Shut Off
- Clairessa’s POV
- Gabriel sucked in a breath, hips flexing instinctively into my touch as I began to stroke him—slow, deliberate—from base to tip, letting him feel every inch of my grip.
- “Shit, Claire,” he groaned. One arm shot up to brace against the headboard, the other fisting the sheets like he was hanging on for dear life.