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

GABRIELLE’S POV

[CONTENT WARNING: Dark themes, explicit sexual content, BDSM dynamics, overstimulation, rough sex, spanking, toxic relationship dynamics.]

Damon kept eating me out until my clit felt overstimulated and I had come more than thrice.

Not once did he lift his head.

I wondered how he was breathing, or if he was even breathing at all.

I came again for the fourth or fifth time. I honestly was not counting anymore.

My body convulsed on the edge of my release, my core clenching around his tongue as he pushed it deeper inside me.

I thought I was going to lose my mind.

But he still didn’t stop.

Not even when I broke into a sob from too much pleasure.

He kept me tethered there, my lower back pressed against the grave wall until tears streaked down my face.

“I can’t… take anymore,” I cried. “Damon…”

I trailed off when he lightly grazed my clit with his teeth.

Another orgasm ripped through me violently.

Fresh tears streamed down my face. “It’s—so much…”

And even as I said that, my body arched into his, my scream raw and broken as waves of ecstasy passed through me.

I felt more heat rush down to my core and into his mouth as he lapped at me greedily.

After a while, my body slowly loosened up from the tension and I leaned against him limply.

He finally pulled his mouth away from my core, a thick string of wetness still connecting his lips to my slit.

He finally came up for air.

He pulled me down his body until we were eye level, still holding onto me with my legs wrapped around his waist.

I rested my head on his shoulder for support.

“Sorry, I couldn’t help myself,” he said roughly. “You taste really good.”

I lifted my gaze to his, trying to steady my breathing, but the sight of his face destroyed whatever control I had left.

His mouth and chin were drenched in my juices.

Damon lifted one hand and brushed his thumb beneath my eye, wiping away the tears I hadn’t even realized were still falling.

“But I’m not nearly done with you,” he murmured.

I couldn’t respond.

I was still trying to catch my breath.

His hand moved between us and I heard the rustle of his belt and zippers before I felt his warm cock pressing against my entrance.

My breath hitched. “Yes…”

With one swift motion, he pushed forward, his cock stretching me out and forcing my body to take every inch of him.

“Damn,” he cursed under his breath, his voice low and sexy.

My loud, broken moans filled the air as he sank all the way into me. “Mm… yes…”

I dug my nails into his back, my eyes rolling into my head as he held me close and began to move, claiming me with long, punishing strokes.

Every inch of him slid deeper into me until my walls gripped his cock like a vice.

“Look at me,” he commanded.

I opened my eyes as far as they would go and stared at him, noticing his face was still soaked with my slick.

I opened my mouth, my tongue sliding slowly across his upper lip first.

A low breath finally left him.

My pulse jumped at the reaction.

I tasted myself on his mouth as I licked lower, dragging my tongue across his chin while he continued thrusting into me without slowing down.

The movement of his hips turned rougher immediately.

A shaky moan escaped me.

I kept going, licking every trace of wetness from his skin while he quietly watched me with that same expression.

Damon usually groaned, teased, or praised me during sex.

But now, I noticed he wasn’t as vocal as normal and I would be lying if I said it didn’t affect me.

His eyes darkened further as I licked his bottom lip slowly.

“Fuck,” I whispered weakly against his mouth when he angled my hips and began slamming harder into me.

Then he pulled out of me completely.

A soft cry escaped me from the loss. “Damon—”

He dropped me to stand with my wobbly legs. “Get on your knees.”

The cold authority in his voice sent heat straight between my thighs.

I blankly stared at him for half a second before obeying immediately.

The damp dirt pressed against my knees inside the grave.

I looked up at him with soft, vulnerable eyes and found his thick cock directly in front of my face.

It was long, hard, and drenched in my wetness.

I licked my lips involuntarily.

His hand reached out to grab my hair, dragging a surprised gasp from me.

Damon looked down at me, his face so hidden in the shadow that I couldn’t make out his features.

“Clean it up,” he said calmly. “The same way you cleaned my face.”

Another pulse of heat rushed through me.

I leaned forward without hesitation and ran my tongue slowly along the length of him, tasting myself on his skin and tracing every thick vein.

Before I could recover, he spanked the other side just as he thrust hard into my warmth from behind.

I screamed his name. “Damon!”

The force of it pushed me forward against the ground.

He grabbed my hip roughly and kept moving, hard thrusts paired with brutal smacks against my ass that left me breathless.

“Oh my god—yes—fuck!”

Another sharp slap landed.

I cried out again, my body shaking from the mix of pain and pleasure.

“Damon—please—”

He thrust deeper.

Another spanking followed immediately after.

I couldn’t stop the sounds leaving my mouth. “Damon—right there—”

The grave echoed with the wet, obscene sound of flesh slapping against flesh and my broken moans.

My body tensed up faster and faster beneath him.

Every slap sent another wave of heat through me, but after a while, the sting started becoming too much.

More tears burned my eyes as another hard smack landed across already sensitive skin.

I sobbed out his name. “Damon—”

Then I came hard around him.

Pleasure crashed through me so hard that my knees gave out beneath me. I would have collapsed if he hadn’t been holding me against him.

A loud cry ripped from my throat as my body clenched and unclenched uncontrollably around him.

He cursed under his breath and came right after me.

But he still didn’t stop.

I cried out helplessly as he kept plunging into my overstimulated body.

The pleasure was becoming unbearable.

It felt intense and sharp, like it was going to rip me open.

My entire body trembled beneath him as pain and pleasure blurred together until I couldn’t separate them anymore.

“Damon—please—I can’t—”

Another thrust.

Another hard spank.

I broke completely, and for the first time, I said the word, “Fuck—RED!”

Everything stopped immediately.

He pulled out of my core at once and stepped away from me.