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Harry gripped the back of Gabrielle's head with both hands and drove his cock into her mouth with long, powerful thrusts. Her throat convulsed with each thrust, her nostrils flaring as she breathed through her nose. His balls slapped against her chin as he thrust into her throat until she gagged.

He pulled back, letting her breathe. Tears streamed from her eyes as she looked up at him. Gabrielle took several ragged breaths, then pulled him back into her drooling mouth. He held his cock deep in her throat, her lips brushing against the base of his smooth, hard shaft. He could feel every constriction of her throat. He felt her tongue sliding along his sensitive underside.

Harry felt a surge of cum building in his balls, ready to explode into his sweet girl. He pulled back and let Gabrielle breathe again. She panted, her face slick with spit and precum as she gazed up at him with wide, adoring eyes.

"Good girl," he whispered, tenderly stroking her hair. "I want to cum in your mouth. Can I do that?"

As if in answer, Gabrielle opened her mouth like a baby bird ready to be fed, her tongue glistening and slick.

"Do you want to swallow it all?"

Gabrielle nodded vigorously.

"Then tell me, Gabrielle."

"I want to swallow your cum, Harry!" she panted. "Please!"

Harry groaned, feeling a rush of desire as those words left his sweet girl's mouth, her hungry expression pushing him to the edge.

"That's my good girl," he whispered. "Open wide."

Grabbing her by the hair and holding her head still, Harry thrust back into her mouth. Gabrielle eagerly sucked the head of his cock as he climaxed, coating her throat with ropes of hot cum, her throat spasming with each powerful spurt.

"Mmm mmm mmm," she moaned wildly.

Harry flooded his beautiful girl's mouth, filling her until his cum dripped down her chin and neck. Gabrielle's eyes were closed, tears streaming down her face. He could see her desperately swallowing, trying to take in every drop.

When he finished, Harry released her hair. Gabrielle pulled away from his cock, cum and spit trailing down her face onto the floor. He stroked her hair, his chest heaving as he caught his breath.

"You look so beautiful right now," Harry told her.

She smiled. Her cheeks were flushed, her eyes trembling. She gazed at him with pure adoration that melted his heart.

Harry pulled her into his arms and pressed her against his chest.

"Thank you, Harry," she whispered. "I can't express how much this means to me. I've wanted this for so long."

"I just want to make you happy."

"I am happy," she said. "Now take me to bed. Please, Harry."

"Still making up your mind?"

Harry zipped up his pants and took Gabrielle by the wrist. He led her towards the stairs to his bedroom, but she pulled back, stopping him in his tracks.

"Harry," she whispered, her voice filled with unexpected vulnerability. "Not there. Not in the same place you shared with Fleur."

Her green eyes met his, and he understood her hesitation. What she had said about living in her sister's shadow revealed so much about Gabrielle. Using the bed that Fleur and he had shared for so many years wasn't what Gabrielle wanted.

"Okay," he agreed. "Where?"

"At my place."

He let her lead him outside. They paused at the edge of the pool, both admiring the sun hanging low over the bay.

"It's beautiful," Gabrielle sighed.

"Yes, you are," Harry said, nuzzling into her neck.

Gabrielle's giggle filled the warm air as she led him to the guesthouse. Inside, Harry immediately noticed how Gabrielle had transformed it into her sanctuary. Gone were the remnants of his grandfather's old-fashioned taste. In their place was a vibrant and cozy haven that bore Gabrielle's unmistakable touch—throw pillows and knitted blankets in shades of turquoise and aqua, seashells lining the windowsills, the faint scent of jasmine from an essential oil diffuser.

"Wow, you've really made this place your own," he remarked, taking in the bright, inviting colors and cleverly arranged furniture.

Gabrielle beamed with pride.

"I've always loved living here," Gabrielle confessed. "When you and Fleur got married, I secretly dreamed of living at The Pearl full-time. So when Fleur asked me to house-sit while you were in Thailand, it felt like a dream come true."

"Ah, well," Harry teased, raising an eyebrow, "maybe I'll have to start charging you rent!"

She smiled playfully and stepped closer, her fingertips brushing against his chest as she whispered, "I'm sure I can come up with the perfect way to earn my keep."

Harry reached for the hem of Gabrielle's shirt. Their eyes met as he slowly lifted the fabric over her head, revealing her full breasts encased in a delicate lace bra. His hands slid down her sides, his fingers grazing her chest, the warmth of her skin sending shivers through him. Gabrielle leaned in for an open-mouthed kiss, her tongue playfully dancing with his as his fingers worked to unhook her bra.

"I love the way you touch me," she whispered. "I need you so much."

As he unfastened the bra, Harry took a moment to admire the beauty standing before him. Her large breasts spilled free, her nipples hard and begging for attention. His mouth found its way to her neck, licking and sucking her delicate flesh. The moans that escaped her lips were low and needy.

"Harry, please," she moaned, guiding his head to her breasts.

Harry eagerly obliged, taking one of her nipples into his mouth while his hand massaged the other breast. Gabrielle arched her back, pressing herself further into his willing mouth.

"Suck them, Harry. Suck them hard!"

He sucked and nibbled on Gabrielle's breasts, filling his mouth with her firm flesh. She ran her fingers through his hair, her long nails gently scratching his scalp.

"Make me come, Harry," she panted, pulling him up for another searing kiss. "Make me scream."

She led him to the bed, lying down and spreading her legs wide for him. Her panties were soaked, and Harry couldn't wait to taste her. As he peeled the wet fabric from her body, he was greeted by the sight of her glistening pussy. He leaned down and took a deep breath, savoring her warm, musky scent, loving the way her blonde pubic hair brushed against his lips. Gabrielle gazed down at him through tear-filled eyes as he buried his face between her thighs, his tongue immediately seeking out her swollen clit.

"Oh God, yes!" she moaned, her hips thrusting against his face as he continued to devour her. Her taste was intoxicating. He couldn't get enough.

"Fuck, Harry, don't stop!"

She dragged her fingers through his hair, gently tugging as he plunged his tongue into her wet slit, reaching her sweetness while his lips toyed with her clit.

"I'm going to come," she whimpered. "I'm going to come so fucking hard for you."

Her lower half jerked as she climaxed, her body slamming against his face with wild thrusts as she screamed in pleasure. Harry continued to devour her, drinking in her juices, the sounds of her ecstasy driving him wild.

"That was so good," she moaned, placing a hand on his head and pulling him up, gently bringing him to her breasts.

Harry extended his tongue to take one of her dark red nipples into his mouth, swirling it around with his tongue and savoring the taste of her pussy on his lips. Gabrielle reached for his pants, stroking his cock.

"Oh my God," she gasped. "You're already hard again?"

"I can't get enough of you," Harry murmured, kissing her neck.

"I've never been with a guy who can come so quickly. Did you take some kind of pill?"

Harry roared with laughter. "Clean living and exercise do wonders!"

Gabrielle laughed with him, her face full of joy. She rolled him onto his back and spread her legs wide, inviting him into her warmth.

"Fuck me, baby."

Not wanting to deny her any longer, Harry quickly removed his pants and positioned himself between her legs. The head of his cock brushed against her slick entrance.

Gabrielle gasped as he plunged deep inside her. They both groaned at the intensity of their connection, their bodies moving together like a well-rehearsed dance. Gabrielle's pussy was perfect—tight, warm, and dripping with wetness.

Harry started slowly, letting them both savor the feeling of being joined. Soon, however, he began to thrust harder and faster. Gabrielle threw her head back, her legs wrapping around him, the cords in her neck straining as he pounded into her.

"Harder," she urged. "Fuck me harder, Harry!"

With a growl, Harry flipped Gabrielle onto her hands and knees and took her from behind, his thumb slipping into her tight ass as he continued to slam into her pussy.

"Pull my hair," she begged, and he happily obliged, grabbing a fistful of her long blonde locks and pulling her head back. His other hand wrapped around her waist, his fingers teasing her clit, moving in perfect rhythm.

The bed creaked beneath them, mingling with their moans and the wet sounds of their fucking.

"Harry, I'm coming again!" Gabrielle screamed, her walls clenching around his cock as wave after wave of pleasure crashed over her.

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