ACCIDENTALLY MARRIED TO THE BILLIONAIRE SINGLE DAD (Gabrielle and Damon) novel Chapter 80

CHAPTER EIGHTY

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Apap tore from my lips.

I rose on my knees and sat back slowly, my eyes never leaving his and my hands on his chest, riding to the rhythm of his heartbeat under my touch.

His eyes softened and his hands on my ass pulled me closer. “That’s it just like that.”

I wrapped my hands around his neck and leaned even closer to kiss him. His lips were soft and he tasted like… like Damon.

Masculine and expensive.

He pulled away and held my face down, staring into my eyes. “Let me handle it.”

He must have felt my legs trembling as I moved. It was still aching a bit from last night. I nodded and sat down, letting him take control.

He held my waist with both hands and moved in slowly from under. His lips found mine again and he swallowed my moans.

My nipples brushed against his chest with every thrust, driving me crazy. I pulled his head down, wanting to feel his tongue there but he didn’t move.

“Damon…” I whimpered.

“Use your words, Gabrielle,” he said, his voice husky.

He was balls deep in me now and I instinctively gripped around his cock, dragging a groan from him.

“I want… my nipples,” I breathed. “Please.”

His warm mouth closed around my nipple and I cried out, pleasure surging through me. I felt his tongue swirl around it and his teeth grazing it just slightly but hard enough to make my eyes roll back.

“Oh, god,” I gasped, my nails digging into his shoulders.

He kept moving inside me in a slow and steady rhythm as if trying to take it easy on me but my body wanted more.

I raised my hip again and slammed my wetness over him again, hard. He pulled away from my breast and looked at me, his eyes wide with surprise.

I didn’t slow down.

I moved again but before I could go down this time, he pushed inside me so hard that it knocked the breath out of my lungs.

My eyes shut closed instantly.

Holding my bare ass now, he raised my hips and started thrusting hard and fast into my slick. My forehead rested on his and my arms were tight around his neck, resisting the urge to scratch his healing back.

White–hot pleasure shot through me, the sensation making me dizzy.

“Open your eyes and look at me,” he rasped.

My vision blurred as I obeyed.

His eyes left my lips and rose to my eyes. “You’re killing me.”

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His hands squeezed my ass cheeks harder. “You can take it, Gabrielle,” he growled.

Pleasure washed over me, blurring my thoughts until nothing made sense except him. I tried to keep my eyes open and on his but my body had a mind of its own.

“Take deep breaths for me,” he whispered, still not slowing down. “Breathe, Gabrielle ”

I obeyed, feeling a certain calm settle over me as I took deep breaths.

That calm didn’t last long

He placed his hand under my thighs and stood up, his cock hitting a different angle inside me.

I screamed.

It was too much.

I wanted to push him away and pull him closer at the same time.

“Damon, I-”

He cut me off by slamming hard into me, my body suspended in the air. I screamed again, wrapping my arms around his neck

even tighter.

My pulse raced, then stumbled, like my body couldn’t keep up. A shiver tore through me, leaving me overstimulated by pleasure but he still didn’t stop.

And I didn’t want him to.

I was already so close.

I felt myself slipping, and control loosening with every breath and every thrust.

“You’re taking me so well, Gabrielle,” he praised me, the sounds of my ass slapping on his groin going straight to my head. ” You’re taking your husband’s cock like a good girl.”

I clenched tightly around him and came with a loud cry, my body shaking as tremors passed through me.

“Look at you,” he whispered, watching my face intently as I came.

Then he kissed me, swallowing the rest of my cries, and kept moving even after my body had come down from its high. My body was overstretched and overstimulated.

My head fell on his shoulder. “Damon…. I can’t,” I managed to whisper.

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He slowed down but he didn’t stop. “You wanted this, didn’t you?”

“Yes.”

“So take it,” he said, his pace increasing. “You can take one more, Gabrielle.”

I couldn’t handle it anymore and at the same time, I didn’t want him to stop. I felt too full of sensation, like my body didn’t know where to put it all.

Damon thrust harder, hitting my G–spot over and over again. For a moment my brain went blank and all I could say was his name, my greedy body already wanting more.

A fresh wave of heat surged deep into my core, and Damon followed it, moving inside me in a way that made me want the moment to never end.

He pulled me away from him slowly but didn’t completely pull his cock out of me. “Look how good you take me.”

He thrust in and out at a slow pace, and I kept my eyes down, my mouth parting as I focused on the sight.

We looked… impossibly intimate.

We looked like something I wasn’t meant to see but couldn’t look away from.

His length was drenched with my juices, my slick coating every vein as it pulsed softly. I tore my eyes away from the sight. Then he pulled me closer again and began ramming into me.

With that image burned into my mind—and with how unbelievably good he felt–it didn’t take long for my second orgasm to start building.

I could tell he was close too, from the way his pace quickened.

I came again, my orgasm violent and tearing through me as I screamed and dug my fingers into his shoulder.

After another hard thrust, I felt something warm inside of me. He grunted and buried his face in the crook of my neck, almost in my hair as he spilled inside me.

He stayed there inside my wetness as the after–shock of the orgasm hit us both. When he finally pulled out, I felt his come drip out of me slowly.

He took me to the bathroom and placed me in the tub, then ran the warm water. He turned around to walk away but I reached for

his hand.

“No,” I whispered. “Don’t go. Please.”

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