ACCIDENTALLY MARRIED TO THE BILLIONAIRE SINGLE DAD (Gabrielle and Damon) novel Chapter 34

CHAPTER THIRTY–FOUR

GABRIELLE’S POV

I moved closer to take him in my mouth.

He pulled back.

Maybe he wanted to tease me, to make me beg. I salivated at the sight before me and moved closer again.

He pulled away. Again.

“Why won’t you stay still?” I asked, my voice smaller than I would have liked.

He leaned down. “You won’t get it easily.”

His hand left my hair as he took a few paces back and sat on the couch. “Crawl to me.”

My throat ran dry.

I swallowed. “What?”

His hand closed around his length, stroking himself slowly. It was the first time I was finally seeing his cock.

And it only made me want it more.

A frown formed on his face. “You know I don’t like repeating myself. Crawl or me. In fact never mind that, get on the bed and spread your legs wide open for me.”

I turned to the bed and back at me. “There’s blood on it.”

“Get on the bed, Gabrielle,” he commanded again. “And spread your legs open for me.”

My face flushed but I moved anyway. I lay on the bed, spreading my legs open.

“Wider,” he said.

I obeyed, stretching my legs so far apart that I could feel my juices going down my ass. The thought of what he was going to do to me made heat pool in my stomach.

His eyes darkened but he kept stroking himself. “You’re so obedient when you want something. Yet, you dared to bring another man into my bedroom.”

Fuck.

His words were cold but their effect on me was anything but cold. I felt my cheeks heat up and my skin burn.

I started to close my legs, to keep them pressed together just for the pleasure of it.

“Keep your legs open,” he said harshly.

I obeyed and lay back there, my heart pounding loudly in my ears and my chest heaving.

His hand kept moving around his cock slowly, his eyes on my dripping core. I moved my hands down to touch myself and he let

1. me.

My body arched off the bed as my fingers rubbed my clit in circular motion. I closed my eyes to enjoy it but his voice pulled me out of my head.

“Keep your eyes on me, Gabrielle.”

I opened them.

CHAPTER THIRTY–FOUR

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The sight of him sitting a few inches from me was torture when all I really wanted was his hands on me. My own hands weren’t. doing me any justice.

“Damon…. Please…. I want you to touch me,” I begged.

For a few seconds, he didn’t say anything. He just kept watching me touch myself, his eyes dark and tortured.

The look in his eyes made it harder to breathe.

“Push two fingers into your pussy, Gabrielle,” he finally said.

I obeyed and let out a moan as the pleasure hit me. I didn’t wait for any more instructions as I pushed my fingers in and out of me until I could feel my orgasm tethering.

“Just look at you,” he said, his eyes filled with something I couldn’t describe. “Fuck!”

He looked like he was holding himself back from fucking me right there and then. That did something to me. I wished and hoped he would.

But for some reason, he didn’t want to. I knew he wouldn’t. At least not yet.

“Damon… I’m close…,” I whimpered.

He didn’t budge from the couch. “Keep touching yourself for me. Just like that.”

His words went straight to my core and I came hard on my fingers, my eyes fluttering shut. My orgasm hit me like a hot wave, overwhelming me.

When I finally came down from my high, I lay there limp and unable to move. That was when I realized Karl’s blood was on my leg. I had forgotten about all that during the moment.

And even now, I still didn’t care for some fucked up reasons.

When I turned back to him, his pant was zipped up and his belt buckled. He finally moved off the couch and walked closer.

His eyes darkened as they landed on the wrecked, flushed, and heaving mess on the bed

His hand gripped my chin but not tightly. “Don’t pull that kind of stunt again. I can’t imagine another man’s hands on you even for a second. Do you understand?”

I nodded. “I don’t want them. I want you, Damon.”

His eyes fell on my lips and as if drawn by a spell, he leaned down and kissed me softly.

“You’ll have me, Gabrielle,” he said, his hand tracing my cheekbone now. “When I’m finally worthy of being your first. I’ve done many bad things and I need to fix them first.”

My hands shot up to his chest. “But I don’t care, Damon. I don’t care about any of that.”

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