ACCIDENTALLY MARRIED TO THE BILLIONAIRE SINGLE DAD (Gabrielle and Damon) novel Chapter 24

Chapter 24

GABRIELLE’S POV

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Damon lifted me into his arms, his mouth claiming mine in a kiss that burned through every boundary we’d drawn. My fingers tangled in his soft and silky hair, pulling him closer until the world blurred around us.

My legs locked around his waist as he deepened the kiss, his breath hot and uneven against my skin.

He set me down gently on the dresser, his hands braced on either side of me like he was afraid to hold on too tight.

I broke the kiss and we just stared at each other chest to chest, and breathless.

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“Try not to run away,” I whispered as I placed my hand on his chest.

His eyes shut closed and I kissed him gently on his lips. “Open your eyes, Damon.”

He opened them and I could see everything he tried so hard to hide. His heart beat faster under my touch.

“What does this make you feel?” I asked.

His hand closed around mine and I thought he would remove it but he pressed it closer.

“I can’t tell,” he responded with a coarse voice.

I smiled faintly, even though my chest ached. I placed my other hand next to the first one before running them down, feeling his muscles under my touch.

I touched his abs and shoulders before placing both hands on his face. “Now tell me, why do I make you feel?”

His breathing hitched, his eyes flickering between my lips and my eyes like he was caught between desire and denial.

“You shouldn’t,” he muttered, his voice rough, almost strangled. “You shouldn’t make me feel anything.”

“Then why do you look at me like that?” I whispered. “Like you’re scared I’ll disappear if you blink.”

He pulled away suddenly. “I’m sorry but I can’t do this.”

I stood up and pulled down both straps of my dress until it pooled around my feet. I stood there naked and exposed in front of him.

“Gabrielle,” he said, my name barely more than a breath.

I didn’t move. “You don’t have to do anything. Just look at me”

His jaw tightened, his hands curling into fists at his sides. “Why are you doing this?”

“Because you keep hiding,” I said quietly. “And I’m done pretending I don’t see it. I’m right here. There are no masks or defenses. Just me.”

His throat worked as he swallowed hard. The struggle in his eyes softened into something raw, something almost vulnerable.

He stepped closer and turned me around. He was standing so close I could feel his warmth on my back.

He held my eyes in the mirror. “What do you

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