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I suck harder and Gabe’s hips thrust forward, gagging me again. I choke and tears roll from my eyes but I keep eye contact, keep sucking him off.

One large hand drops in my hair, fingers threading through it, and finally, finally, Gabe fucks my mouth, just like I’d wanted.

I keep moving my tongue along the underside of his cock, feeling my juices slip down my thighs.

I look up at him desperately and Gabe hums low and rumbling in his chest.

“Brava,” he breathes, and his thumb catches the tear at the corner of my eye. “Così, bellissima. Just like that.”

Pleasure rushes through me and I press my thighs together. I could almost come like this. Probably could if I touched myself.

But this is about Gabe. This is showing him I want him just as much as Marcus or Cole.

He’s close. I can tell from the way his fingers tighten in my hair, from the way his breath stutters, from the way my name keeps falling out of him in pieces.

“Margo. Margo, I’m going to⁠—”

He thrusts deep and I can’t breathe for a moment as he starts to spill in my mouth. I swallow once around him, and then again.

“Fuck,” he pants as I slowly pop off him.

“Was I a good girl, Daddy?” I ask demurely, looking up at him from under my eyelashes.

Gabe chokes and he leans down to grab me by the arms and lift me up. He crushes his lips to mine, sliding his tongue into my mouth, kissing me like he’s been starving for it.

I gasp into his mouth, my arms going around his neck. He snakes his arms around my waist, pulling me flush against him and I pant through my nostrils.

When Gabe’s hand slides between my legs his fingers slip across my swollen clit and I cry out against his lips.

He doesn’t stop kissing me, though, working my clit between his index and middle fingers.

“Ah, ah, Daddy, please, please,” I plead, the sound garbled since his tongue is in my mouth.

He breathes out slowly through his nostrils and vibrates his fingers against my clit and my pussy clenches around nothing.

I sob out a moan as he sucks on my tongue and my orgasm builds and builds. He works my clit mercilessly and seconds later I’m coming, rolling my hips against his hand.

Gabe sighs against my mouth as my hips finally stop moving. I’m trembling all over when he pulls away.

“Didn’t know I was into the daddy thing,” he mumbles, and I can’t help but giggle.

“You do now.”

“Guess so,” he murmurs, smiling, and I kiss him again.

His fingers are still pressed against me, and the pressure feels nice.

Almost comforting.

I pout slightly when he pulls them away and he chuckles.

“You’re a needy little thing.”

“You have no idea.”

Gabe glances outside when thunder booms.

“You should get home, Ms. Reyes.”