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Author: BellaDonna
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Every inch of Gigi’s body was covered in creamy soap, and Fabian took his time rinsing it off with gentle kisses and lingering strokes of his tongue. He was savoring every moment, fully enjoying the feel of her against him. He’d never tried something like this before—but now, he was sure it was his new favorite way to be close to her.

His lips touched every part of her, but somehow it still didn’t feel like enough. He wanted more.

With tender fingers, he parted her folds and let his tongue glide over the very center of her. She was already slick, the mix of soap and her own arousal making her glisten under the light.

A soft, breathy moan escaped her lips, urging Fabian to keep going. The sounds she made only drove him to explore her more, alternating between gentle licks and firm kisses that made her tremble beneath him.

“Please… please, baby… I want you now,” Gigi pleaded between shallow breaths. Her voice was t
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  • The Stripper's Sugar Daddy [ENGLISH]   95

    Gigi stared into a pair of piercing blue eyes. They were intense and enigmatic, set on a face with a straight nose and sharp jawline. That’s how she’d describe the man standing in front of Fabian. He was slightly taller than Fabian and definitely more built. Judging by his looks, he was most likely a pure-blooded foreigner. But there was one thing that stood out—he and Fabian looked alike. The resemblance was so obvious, it left Gigi speechless for a moment. They looked like twins, though the other man’s features were more foreign. Fabian looked lighter and softer compared to him. Fabian had the man by the collar, as if they were in some kind of argument. Gigi frowned. Who was this guy? A relative, maybe? Then the man’s lips curled into a strange smirk as his eyes roamed over Gigi, making her skin crawl. The way he looked at her sent chills down her spine—like a predator who’d just found his prey. Just one look, and she could a

  • The Stripper's Sugar Daddy [ENGLISH]   94

    Just as Fabian pulled out of Gigi, the doorbell rang. They both looked at each other, then glanced at their situation—and burst out laughing. They were both naked, she was lying on the table, and the kitchen was an absolute mess. The dinner Gigi had prepared had gone cold, and it didn’t look like they’d be eating it anymore. Maybe they’d just order takeout. Gigi pushed Fabian off her so she could get up. Her whole body was still a sticky mess, especially between her legs. A mix of creamy soap, her own juices, and Fabian’s were smeared all over. “This is your fault, you horny bastard,” Gigi pouted, grimacing as she looked at her body. “But you liked it, didn’t you?” Fabian grinned and stopped her from getting up. He leaned over and kissed her again, gently pushing her back down on the table. The doorbell rang louder this time, but Fabian didn’t seem to care who was outside his condo.

  • The Stripper's Sugar Daddy [ENGLISH]   93

    Every inch of Gigi’s body was covered in creamy soap, and Fabian took his time rinsing it off with gentle kisses and lingering strokes of his tongue. He was savoring every moment, fully enjoying the feel of her against him. He’d never tried something like this before—but now, he was sure it was his new favorite way to be close to her. His lips touched every part of her, but somehow it still didn’t feel like enough. He wanted more. With tender fingers, he parted her folds and let his tongue glide over the very center of her. She was already slick, the mix of soap and her own arousal making her glisten under the light. A soft, breathy moan escaped her lips, urging Fabian to keep going. The sounds she made only drove him to explore her more, alternating between gentle licks and firm kisses that made her tremble beneath him. “Please… please, baby… I want you now,” Gigi pleaded between shallow breaths. Her voice was t

  • The Stripper's Sugar Daddy [ENGLISH]   92

    "Really, now?" Gigi paused, her hand stilling as she arched a brow at Fabian. She wanted to believe him, but it just sounded too good to be true. "Baby, why’d you stop?" he complained with a playful pout. He leaned in, peppering kisses along her neck, his hands roaming freely, caressing her curves and gently teasing her with soft squeezes and warm palms. Encouraged by his moans, Gigi resumed her slow, deliberate touch. Her strokes grew more confident, faster. Fabian groaned again, clearly losing control. She nudged him back, gently pushing him to sit on one of the empty chairs. Fabian stared, his gaze darkening as he took her in. Gigi stood before him wearing nothing but her underwear. The tension between them was almost unbearable—he had missed this closeness, and it showed in his eyes. With a sultry smile, Gigi knelt before him, slipping her hands into the waistband of his boxers and tugging

  • The Stripper's Sugar Daddy [ENGLISH]   91

    As Gigi was setting the table for dinner, she suddenly felt Fabian wrap his arms around her from behind. His strong arms encircled her small waist, and he buried his face in the crook of her neck. “I still can’t believe you’re really here with me,” he whispered, pressing gentle kisses to her neck. The tickle of his beard against her sensitive skin made her shiver. Gigi straightened slightly, but didn’t push him away. She let him hold her like that. She missed him too. She leaned back into his firm body and closed her eyes. His arms tightened around her, and she could feel how much he had longed for her—just as much as she longed for him. Gigi felt happy, even though a part of her knew that Fabian could become an obstacle in what she was trying to do. She knew he’d probably try to stop her once he found out how dangerous her revenge plan really was. Even she wasn’t sure if she was ready for it.

  • The Stripper's Sugar Daddy [ENGLISH]   90

    Fabian looked at Gigi, sleeping soundly on the sofa after crying herself to sleep. He felt pity and guilt. She had been through so much, and Fabian knew how much she loved her family. He regretted not having met them before. He wished he had known Gigi's daughter, Pia. Although Gigi had hidden the truth about her daughter from him, he could have at least known the child. Fabian sighed deeply. He pulled a cigar from his pocket and lit it. His head ached terribly at times like these. He let Gigi sleep on the sofa. She looked stressed but still beautiful. He just didn't know what had happened to her skin. Fabian took out his phone and dialed De Santo's number. He needed to talk to him. Now that he had found Gigi, he wouldn't hesitate to confront that old man. He would use every means necessary, legal or illegal, to put that man in jail. “Good evening, Mr. Romano.” De Santos greeted Fabian. Fabian

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