CHAPTER 166
GABRIELLE’S POV
I screamed his name as I came.
Damon clamped his hand over my mouth, muffling the sound. “Quiet, Gabrielle… someone might hear you.”
My body tensed as the orgasm wracked through me, my muscles tightening around him.
He stayed still for a while, then pulled out fast and thrust back in again.
The moment he was fully sheathed inside me, I let out a small whimper.
At the same time, I felt a hard spank on my ass.
My eyes stung from intense pleasure.
“Fuck, I can never get enough of you,” he murmured, lust dripping from his voice.
Then he started pounding into me with a rhythm I couldn’t keep up with.
My fingers gripped the marble edge as every thrust sent another waves after waves of pleasure through
He moved fast and hard, one hand holding my waist in place and the other clamped over my mouth as he fucked me senseless.
His voice lowered. “Will you keep your voice down, wife?”
I nodded helplessly, willing to do whatever he asked.
His hand moved from my mouth and twisted into my hair, gently pulling me upright.
My back hit his chest, and he tugged my hair again, tilting my head back so he could look at my face.
“Good girl,” he praised me, holding eye contact. “Look how well you take my cock.”
A broken moan escaped me.
“You’re so beautiful, wife,” he gritted out. “I don’t tell you that enough.”
Warmth flooded my chest at his words, and the sincerity in his eyes.
I leaned back against him, utterly used, dominated and completely at his mercy as I looked into his eyes.
He freed my hair and pulled his cock out of me slowly.
“No,” I whispered, desperate for more.
Damon turned me around quickly and pressed me against the marble. “I’ve got you. Hold on to me.”
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اسم الله الرواة او اللون الولاة الوكر كومورواة من او بودم تم ہو
Fresh tears spilled down my face
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Damon pressed his temple against mine. “You have no idea what you do to me, Gabrielle. No fucking
idea.
I could only sob, unable to hide how I felt from him.
Pressure built low in my stomach immediately, picking up from where it left off and threatening to
explode through me.
The water splashed around his legs, but he held me up against him, keeping me above the surface.
The sun on my skin only made the heat inside me burn hotter.
“Damon… I’m going-”
“Let it out, Gabrielle,” he whispered.
That did it.
I came so hard my vision blurred and my mind went blank.
Hot white pleasure rushed through me.
I couldn’t even scream, only whimper incoherent nonsense as my body convulsed around him.
At the same time, Damon groaned and I felt something warm spill deep inside me.
“Bloody hell, Gabrielle,” he cursed under his breath. “I fucking love you.”
“I love you too,” I cried out.
For a long moment after, we remained in that position, sweaty and breathless, and wrapped in each
other’s arms.
He pressed me against his chest, and finally dropped my body back into the water.
It was barely cold anymore in the shade of the sun.
“I hate myself for taking so long to see that I love you,” he finally broke the silence. “Can you forgive me?”
I smiled against his chest. “For what?”
His hand moved to hold my face up to his. “For… everything. For being cold with you, for being distant, and most importantly, for letting you go.”
My smile widened.
“It’s okay,” I said. “I forgave you long ago. In a way, I was never truly mad at you. I knew it wasn’t entirely your fault.”
“Doesn’t excuse my behavior.”
“Learn to give yourself grace, Damon,” I murmured. “After everything you’ve been through it’s a miracle
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