ACCIDENTALLY MARRIED TO THE BILLIONAIRE SINGLE DAD (Gabrielle and Damon) novel Chapter 157

CHAPTER 157

GABRIELLE’S POV

I stared at him, searching his gaze.

Damon looked almost uncertain–as if he wasn’t sure how I would respond. His eyes held mine, patient and strangely vulnerable.

I reached up and touched his cheek gently.

“You don’t even have to ask me,” I said softly. “I am yours completely… body and soul.”

He froze as if my words had stunned him.

His gaze searched my face slowly, like he was trying to find even the smallest hint that I didn’t mean it.

“You know everything about me,” he said.

“I do.”

“And you stayed.”

My chest tightened. “Of course, I did. I promised I would.”

Something fragile and almost disbelieving shifted in his expression then.

Damon’s free hand slid down and found mine.

He raised my hand over my head, pinning it there and intertwining our fingers together.

“I will always choose you,” he said suddenly, the words rough like they had forced their way out of his chest. “Before anyone else.”

I blinked. “Damon-”

“Before anyone,” he repeated, his voice calmer now. “Even before our child.”

“No,” I said immediately. “Absolutely not.”

But he barely seemed to hear me.

His gaze stayed locked on my face like he was memorizing it, like he was committing this moment to memory.

“You’re everything I was looking for,” he whispered. “I still can’t believe you’re mine.”

My heart swelled.

For a brief second his eyes softened so much I could have sworn I saw tears gathering there.

But they disappeared so quickly that I wondered if I had imagined them.

I wanted to talk about that, but the words died in my throat when he pushed inside me again.

“Oh, Damon,” I moaned, letting my eyes fall shut.

“Look at me, Gabrielle,” he whispered. “And answer my question.”

I opened them immediately and held eye contact. “Make love to me. Please.”

“That’s my girl,” he rasped.

Something fluttered loose in my stomach.

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Damon slid out almost all the way and pushed back in even more slowly this time, going so deep that my nails dug into his skin. He was so deep that I could feel the pressure in my stomach.

“Mmm… right there…” I cried out.

He brought our intertwined fingers to his lips and kissed the back of my hand. “You feel so good. I could stay inside you forever.”

God.

Damon had never had a problem being vocal in bed, but this felt… different.

Pleasantly so.

“I need you to feel how much I love you,” he said, his eyes still on mine as he moved in and out. “Do you feel it, wife? Do you feel my love?”

I could never grow tired of those words- of knowing that he loved me.

A soft sob broke from my chest before I could stop it.

“I do,” I whispered, my voice trembling as I held his gaze. “I can feel it.”

His expression changed instantly.

Something intense softened in his eyes, like my answer had reached a place inside him that had been waiting for it.

He kept moving, sending spark after spark through my body with each thrust.

His hand came up to cradle the side of my face, and his thumb brushed away the tears that had escaped without me noticing.

I lifted my chin anyway, letting him see everything I felt.

Love, devotion, and the quiet certainty that I wasn’t going anywhere.

Soft moans escaped my lips before I could stop them.

Damon brushed his lips against mine as he reached for the hand above my head and intertwined our fingers again.

Larched up to him, my nails scratching deep into his skin as he fucked me deep, each stroke torturously slow.

And I loved it.

I loved the way he stared down at me like I was his whole world.

I loved how effortlessly sexy he looked while he ruined me softly, loved the short burst of breath that escaped him with every

thrust.

I felt my climax fast approaching.

“Oh, god,” I cried, holding onto him tightly.

His hand left mine, both of his arms now beside my body as he hugged me back.

“Your body feels soft against mine,” he whispered against my ear. “And you’re so fucking wet. Just how I like it.”

His voice was so close to my ears that it sent shivers down my spine, and I involuntarily gripped his cock.

He grunted in my ear.

That only drove me madder with need,

And maybe he felt that too because the next second, his pace picked up.

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“Damon…”

He rested his temple against mine. “You’re going to come for me now. Keep your eyes on me.”

Damon drove into me with a slow but hard force that unraveled me completely.

I could barely keep my eyes open and on his as the sensation overwhelmed me, leaving me shaking and breathless.

“Oh, Damon,” I whimpered his name repeatedly, unable to say anything else as my vision blurred with tears of pleasure.

A sharp rush of pleasure tore through me, knocking the breath from my lungs. It felt as though every nerve in my body had been set alight.

“Good girl,” he murmured approvingly. “Keep moaning my name. Just like that.”

I didn’t think it was possible to feel any better than I did before, but he proved me wrong when he called me a ‘good girl‘.

My walls squeezed around him instinctively.

“Fuck,” he hissed.

His hips snapped into mine in an angle that had me seeing stars. I moaned his name again and again as he fucked me harder and deeper, owning every inch of my body.

He felt too fucking good.

“I’m… so close.”

“Come for me, wife,” he said.

The words were barely out of his mouth when my orgasm slammed into me.

I screamed as I came, my entire body locking un

convulsing beneath him as my skin burned.

My legs clamped tight around his waist, pulling him in deeper than already he was.

“Yes… oh my god,” I cried, gripping him tighter as tremor after tremor passed through me.

When my vision slowly cleared, I saw him staring down at me so lovingly that it made me tear up again.

“You’re mine, Gabrielle,” he said roughly, his breath hot on my face. “You’re mine forever.”

I nodded helplessly. “I’m yours forever. I love you.”

“I love you more, Gabrielle,” he groaned and tensed up, holding me tight as he came, thick and full inside me.

Damon captured my lips with his, kissing me long and hard until I was breathless. Our bodies were still tangled, slicked with sweat and need.

I could feel his cock still pulsing inside me even after he finished.

He broke the kiss and pulled out of me slowly, but I could tell he was still hard.

“Do you want to go again?” I asked even though my body was weak.

He moved to lay by my side, and pulled me with me until I was completely lying on top of him.

“Of course,” he said, his hands caressing my back. “But not now. You should rest for a while.”

As much as I wanted to please him every chance I got, he did have a point. I was exhausted and in desperate need of a long nap

And that was exactly why giving myself to him so completely never scared ine.

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I trusted him.

I knew Damon would never take advantage of me–not even when I was too tired and lovestruck to think straight.

If anything, he was always the one protecting me from myself.

“Fuck,” he suddenly cursed.

My head jerked up. “What?”

Concern was etched on his face. “I was so deep. Do you think that hurt the baby?”

I blinked at him for a second before bursting into laughter.

“Of course not,” I said.

Then my laughter faded when I realized I wasn’t actually sure either. “I think.”

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