CHAPTER SEVENTY FIVE
GABRIELLE’S POV
My heart thudded wildly.
I was turned on and desperate to feel him inside me but at the same time, I was fucking nervous.
What if I was bad at it?
What if I didn’t meet his expectations?
My anxiety shot through the roof and he must have noticed because he held my chin and raised my eyes to his.
“It’ll be fine,” he said, his voice low. “Take a deep breath for me.”
I nodded and took a deep breath.
He slid his cock through my folds, coating himself with my wetness as his eyes darkened with lust. “Good. Take another one.”
I took another deep breath and began to feel my body relax.
“Perfect,” he murmured. “Last one.”
I inhale deeply but before I could exhale, he pushed inside my core and the stretch burned almost instantly as my walls resisted his thickness.
“Damon-” I screamed, my legs trying to clamp shut around him.
He held one of my legs and pushed it down on the bed, still supporting his weight with his other hand.
“It’s okay, Gabrielle,” he said, a tight edge to his voice. “Shhh. Just relax and breathe for me, okay?”
My eyes watered and I shut them as he pushed deeper, the pressure increasing inch by inch. He paused when he was fully inside and as he pulled out slowly, the pressure reduced.
“Open your eyes and look at me,” he said.
I didn’t want him to see the tears that had formed. I didn’t want him to take it as his sign to stop.
So I shook my head but surprisingly, he didn’t punish me for disobeying this time.
Damon leaned down and kissed me, deep and long as he pushed inside me again. My hands ran through his hair, and my body began to feel more at ease.
My stomach swirled with emotions I couldn’t describe. Soon, the sting was completely gone but the pressure remained overwhelming.
He stayed still inside me and kept on devouring my lips like a starved man. I tried to keep up with him, and failed terribly but I didn’t care,
I loved kissing him.
I felt his cock pulse inside me and it sent sparks of pleasure through my body that made my toes curl. I grounded my hips against his, moving to feel even more pleasure.
His hand freed my leg and he broke the kiss. “You feel so fucking good, Gabrielle.”
I didn’t have time to think of a response, because the next second he pulled out completely and thrust inside me again, cutting the air from my lungs.
“Fuck!” I cursed, my hands scratching his arm now.
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He paused, concern written all over his face. “Does it hurt?”
I shook my head as I opened my eyes, the tears falling down the sides of my face. “Not anymore. I want you so much.”
His eyes softened slightly as he withdrew slowly and slammed back in, hard. I bit down on my lips, holding back the strings of curses I wanted to scream.
His eyes caught it and it hardened. “Don’t hold back your sounds.”
I released my lips and he thrust inside me again.
“Damon…”
“I need you to hear you break, Gabrielle,” he said, sending another thrust into me. “I want to hear every single sound you make because they’re mine.”
Another thrust.
“You.” Thrust. “Belong.” Thrust. “To.” Thrust. “Me.”
I arched up into him, my nails scratching deep into his back as he fucked me like he owned me. A rush of sensation flooded my body all at once.
His hand wrapped around my neck, choking me and making me dizzy with lust until all I could do was feel him inside me.
“Oh, god,” I cried, holding onto him tightly.
His hand left my neck and he leaned into me, hugging me back as he fucked me into the bed with slow and deep strokes that left
me breathless.
I clenched around his cock and he groaned in my ears. That only drove me madder with need. I could feel his hands moving down the side of my body, caressing me slowly.
He held my thighs apart, his thumb stroking my skin lazily.
“God, you feel so good,” he murmured, his voice so close to my ear it sent shivers down my spine.
Without thinking, I kissed his neck, licking and sucking on his skin before moving to his shoulders. I wanted to show him just how good he made me feel. I wanted to show him how much I loved what he was doing to me.
That only made his thrusts harder.
My eyes teared up again from the pleasure but he wasn’t done.
He pulled away and lifted my legs, my knees folding against my chest, and drove into me with a slow, hard force, setting a rhythm that unraveled me completely.
The sensation overwhelmed me, leaving me shaking and breathless.
The position made him hit my G–spot relentlessly, turning my moans into broken cries for more.
“Damon….” I whimpered. “Fuck, Damon.”
A blinding rush tore through me, stealing the air from my lungs. I could feel electricity buzzing underneath my palm, every nerve in my body coming alive.
“That’s it. I want to hear you say my name like that,” he said, his eyes still on mine.
More wetness rushed to my core.
The heat built low in my stomach, twisting tighter with each stroke, and coiling until it bordered on unbearable. I could feel my orgasm drawing closer, and my body responding before my mind could catch up.
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My walls squeezed around him instinctively, and he hissed, his head snapping up as he looked away from me.
He turned back to me again and his sudden cold expression made my stomach twist.
“That’s it,” he murmured, his voice tight with restraint. “Now take all of me, just like that.”
His hips snapped into mine and the angle had me seeing stars. I cried out again and again as he fucked me harder and deeper, owning every inch of my body.
“This pussy is mine,” he growled. “You hear me, Gabrielle?”
“Yes, it’s yours,” I answered.
“You’re so fucking tight, and wet,” his thrusts turned even more harder. “You were made for this. You were made for me, Gabrielle.”
The tears were falling uncontrollably now but it wasn’t from pain or discomfort. He just felt too good.
“Damon… I’m going to oh god…”
He dropped my legs and wrapped one hand around my neck before he slammed into me again, not letting up.
“Come for me. Let me feel that pussy milk my cock.”
That did it.
I screamed as I came, my entire body locking up, and convulsing around him. My vision blurred and my skin burned. He kissed me, his cock filling me to the hilt again and again, swallowing every sound I made.
My nails were on his back again, scratching and rubbing, and my legs were clamped tight around his hips.
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