Lahat ng Kabanata ng ACCIDENTALLY MARRIED TO THE BILLIONAIRE SINGLE DAD: Kabanata 71 - Kabanata 80

GABRIELLE’S POV My throat ran dry and my legs didn’t cooperate with my mind. I wanted to move, to get on the bed but all I could do was stand there and stare at him. “Isn’t this what you wanted?” He asked. I nodded, my throat too tight to speak. He lifted me easily, walked across the room, and dropped me on the bed. A surprised gasp tore from my lips. He walked into his closet and returned with a pink vibrator and a black rod-like object. I had never seen it in real life before, but I had seen enough movies and read enough dark romance to know what it was. It was a black metal restraint bar with padded plush cuffs. My pulse spiked, my heart pounding wildly against my ribcage. A delicious shiver of anticipation went up my spine. “What was your safe word again?” My eyes snapped to his. “Why?” “You’ll need it.” I swallowed. “It’s RED.” He nodded as he dropped the toy and the restraint bar on the bed. “Good.” The way he said it made my stomach flip. Goo

DAMON’S POV FUCK! I stared at Gabrielle spread out like a buffet on my bed, her core dripping onto the sheets and her body trembling. I never fucked on my bed. I hated going to sleep with the smell of sex on my sheets but for Gabrielle, I had made the exception. Her legs were wide open for me, her hands cuffed, and her eyes blindfolded just how I had imagined it a million times in my head. I exhaled slowly, dragging a hand down my face as if that would give me back control. It didn’t. Nothing did when she looked like that—wrecked, wet, and aching. She trusted me. She handed herself over to me willingly. But I knew I didn’t deserve that, I knew I didn’t deserve her. Nothing could have made me deserving of the sight in front of me. She thought I was teasing her as a punishment but what she didn’t realize was that I was also punishing myself by watching her whisper and scream my name. My cock twitched in my pants. She was my beautiful, whimpering mess. M

GABRIELLE’S POV I wasn’t sure at what point I fell asleep but I woke up the next morning on Damon’s bed, my body sore and my thighs aching. But that wasn’t what hurt the most. I touched his side of the bed and it was cold. I lay there, staring at the space beside me. Damon didn’t come back to bed last night and even though I was expecting that, it still stung. How hard was it to just sleep beside your wife for one night or even for a few hours? I should have known better than to expect anything but detachment from him. I had no regrets about last night though. I just wish I could stop myself from hurting. I told myself that this was what I signed up for. He didn’t lied and he didn’t promise softness, or staying, or anything that came after. Wanting more now felt foolish, and almost embarrassing, like I’d reached for warmth and forgotten that fire burns as much as it comforts. I swung my legs off the bed slowly and put on my robe that had been lying on the flo

GABRIELLE’S POV Selene was standing by the door, her bikini wet and water dripping down from her hair. A different kind of chill settled into me as I remembered why I came here. How could I have forgotten? I wiggled in his arms so he’d put me down but he didn’t. My heart was hammering as my chest tightened. I couldn’t tell if I should be afraid of Selene or of what Damon might do next. “Screw that,” he said to her. “What the fuck are you doing here?” Her lips parted but she didn’t respond. Her eyes were on me, hard and vicious. I could feel the animosity from where she was standing “I asked you a question, Selene,” Damon said. Her eyes fell on him and I saw them soften. “I’ve been staying here. You told me I could, remember?” “You’re staying in the tenth penthouse, and this is the first,” he said, dropping me on my feet slowly. “What are you doing here?” I stumbled slightly as my legs readjusted to the floor, my pulse still racing from being caught in the middle of

GABRIELLE’S POV My toes curled as he slipped inside me. A gasp 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 wh